Who to Choose? ~BadBoy!Suga X Fem!Reader X Player!RM~

Chapter 15 - Drunk

Some news: I'm making ideas for future BTS fics (that I'll probably publish soon) as well as keeping up with school. That can make it occasionally hard to finish updates, but I have more motivation for this story than doing my homework, so... yeah. Also, there'll be a little abuse in this chapter, and I'll mark it with <> before and after. I hope you enjoy this one!

Your POV

After English, I said my fast farewells to both Namjoon and Suga. Jungkook towed me out of the room, positively fuming. Not only was English hard for him to learn, he was still fuming over how I had been acting. I didn't really see anything wrong. Everyone deserves second chances. Well, almost everyone, but Namjoon and Suga fell into that category. Jungkook clearly disagreed.

He dragged me to where our vehicles were parked, blasting past girls who wanted to talk. His long legs made me nearly jog to keep up and his grip on my wrist was tight. He stopped next to his car, dropping my hand, but his look kept me standing there.

"I'm angry, in case you couldn't tell. That fuckboy disrespected you and the other asshole got you in a fight. And you didn't even tell me anything about them!"

"Jungkook, I--"

"There's no excuses! You told me you'd stop getting in trouble! You promised that Suga guy to tutor him when he's done nothing good for you? And you're partners with that ass!"

"It's not my fault on the partners thing! My teacher picked the partners based on grades and ours just matched up!"

"And you agreed to work with him? Why?"

"He's serious about this, Jungkook. He promised me he was."

"Since when has a fuckboy told the truth?"

"That's irrelevant! Yeah, he always has a girl hanging on his arm and reeks of sex so often that I've lost count!" I paused to take a breath. "So what? How can you make a judgement so soon?"

"Because that's what I have to do to keep you safe! Besides, that's just Namjoon. What about that Suga guy? Jimin told me the other day who gave you that bruise. Some fucker... named... Suga." His glare makes me feel so tiny. "And you agreed to tutor him? For what reason would you tutor him? Do you like him like those other stupid bimbos?"

"I'm not like that! I decided to tutor him because he was desperate enough to ask for help!"

"It was pity, then."

"He reminded me of myself in high school, okay?! Is that what you wanted? Me to admit that I hate myself and the things I've done? I don't want to see people like me, people who suffer alone. I absolutely refuse to do that. He's trying to turn himself around and I wanted to be here to help!"

"Why are you defending them, anyway?"

I was about to respond when I paused. I didn't know why I was defending them. It felt right to do. Yeah, they had their flaws, but so did everyone else. I definitely had more than they did. At least Suga managed to find a friend. In high school, I was by myself. Jimin didn't go to school with me, he couldn't afford the school I was in.

"Because they both deserve better."

Suga POV

I listened to the conversation, sticking close to the brick wall. There was yelling, some words exchanged that I couldn't catch. Then I caught just a couple sentences.

"It was pity, then."

"He reminded me of myself in high school, okay?!"

I walked away then. She didn't say it wasn't out of pity. From what I've seen, she hates how she was in high school. She pities me. There wasn't another reason. She pities me and I opened myself to her. I showed her the stars. Anger rose in me like lava, but another emotion pushed it down. Kept it contained.