Destin [ON HOLD]

T W E N T Y - T H R E E

Sorry for not updating in forever, I just feel like that not many ppl really enjoy this book.

Taehyung's POV.

The air is heavy around us as I stand between the two.

Baekhyun is watching Jungkook through narrowed eyes, lips pursed and arms crossed tightly over his chest.

"And you must be the famous Jungkook."Baekhyun drawls.

Jungkook grits his teeth, eyes hardened as he glares back at him with equal amount of hate, "Yes."

"Well I'm not going to lie and say that it's a pleasure meeting you. Because that would be just fucking hilarious."

"Hyung!"I call out warningly, raising my eyebrows at him.

His clipped gaze falls on me, a lazy smile curving at his lips as he shrugs, "Just staring the facts my dude."

My eyes flicker down to Jungkook's clenched fist that seemed to be increasingly closer to striking the bottom of the other's jaw.

"Uh!"I say hurriedly, gripping Jungkook's bicep lightly with my hand, pressing down slightly, "So what are we doing hyung?"

"Movies. Bought two tickets for the latest adventure movie that came out like two days ago. Starring my man Dwayne Johnson."he winks.

I notice how he expresses the word 'two' as he speaks, eyes cold as they land on the bristling maknae.

"You'll have to buy your own when we get there. I'm so sorry."he adds to Jungkook, voice sickly sweet.

"Is that okay?"I ask, tugging lightly on Jungkook's sleeve.

The black haired boy looks down, eyes lit with burning hate that soften considerably as he gazes at me.

"It's alright."he mumbles, lips curving down.

I can sense Jungkook's discomfort as Baekhyun continues to glare at the boy, so I thread my fingers with his, smiling gently as I rub his knuckle with the pad of my thumb.

His brown orbs widen lightly at the small gesture, and I can feel him tense in my hold. A frown is playing on his lips as he eyes our intertwined hands.

Of course, he wouldn't want to hold hands with someone like you. V smirks.

My chest feels heavy at his words and I quickly drop my hand to my side, eyes slightly teary.

He hates you. This is fake. Wait till he dumps your ugly ass.

But suddenly a hand is enclosed in mine, slender fingers threading themselves through mine and squeezing lightly.

My eyes widen in disbelief as I raised my head to meet his smiling eyes.

We are interrupted by Baekhyun clearing his throat louder than necessary, eyes narrowed down at our hands, "C'mon let's go."

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I shift my mask further up my nose, sliding into the seat beside Baekhyun who throws me a wide grin.

"Where's pretty boy?"

I roll my eyes, "Getting his tickets."

He snorts, facing the large theatre screen, fiddling mindlessly with the 3D glasses in his hand.

"You know you don't have to be so rude to him, hyung?"