I'm troubled. I am clueless about my next course of action, lost between the choices of following my logic or heeding to my impulse. I am stuck between deciding to succumb to my emotions or keeping a wary distance from my contemplations.
But even while denying all that I'll still remain troubled. So, yes, I am troubled. I am confused, unsure, doubtful and simply troubled.
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"You did this to her!" Taehyung screams, It had been just two days after the incident in the bathroom with Jungkook. Taehyung had been on a trip with his family and was oblivious to your encounter with his best friend. But now that he was back, the first thing he did was enquire about your well being. The poor boy nearly had a heart attack looking at you.
Correction, was still having it. He had bombarded you with questions as soon as the shock had been replaced by worry. Jungkook had entered mid-interrogation and answered in your stead. Now, Taehyung's condition worsened. Hence, you and Jungkook were both trying to pick him up from the sidewalk outside school After all, class would start soon and you were determined to make a good impression; at least improve the one that already existed.
Alas, everything you had tried so far had failed. You had tried to bribe him by saying that you'll spend more time with him, you had tried to persuade him by cooing and making puppy eyes. When even that didn't work, you tried threatening him. But no matter what you did, you failed to convince him. Huffing in exasperation, you turned around and stomped off. You knew you shouldn't be offended. After all, Taehyung was free to do whatever he wanted, you didn't own to have control over him. And yet you wanted him to listen to you, belong to you.
Don't people listen to their crush to impress them? you thought. Shaking your head and lifting your bag a little higher on your shoulder, you entered your class and waited for the first period - chemistry - to start.
"Stop," she giggled, pushing his arm away. You opened your room's door a fraction more so that not only could you hear but also see through the crack. "But why, Myunye? I know you like these flowers." The boy sounded young, almost your age. But looking at him you noticed that his body language, the way he held himself, spoke of maturity.... and wealth. Lots and lots of wealth. You knew because your dad gave off the same 'rich-man' aura. "I do like them, but-" "If you like them then where's the problem?" Saying so, he drew closer to your sister. She opened her arms and closed her eyes. It was at that moment that you cursed your curiosity. After all, there were few things worse than seeing your eldest sibling getting intimate with your middle school teacher's son.
Shivers went up your spine at the horrifying memory. "What's wrong?" Taehyung asked. You looked around to see the seven boys staring at you. It hit you then. You were currently in the school cafeteria with a plate of food in your hands. "Give me my food, bitch," Jungkook said. You scowled. You slammed the plate of food in front of him and slid into your seat beside the orange-haired boy. You heard a sigh escape Namjoon's lips and realized that this routine had been going unchanged ever since you became their slave. The other boys didn't make you get their food or do their chores. You only had to pick their backs after school; that was still only because Jungkook insisted. That asshole, you thought. You felt someone nudging your arm and looked up to see Taehyung gazing at you questioningly. You shook your head, assuring him there was nothing wrong.
Classes went on after that. You still kept on zoning out. Sometimes you would think out the horrible things like what happened in the cafeteria. But at other times, the most frequent times, you would think about a certain someone. His eyes, his lips, his words, his voice. And every single time, you would feel a burning pain in your chest, as if the emotions you were feeling couldn't be contained in that confined space. The only time you forgot about this feeling was when Taehyung gently whispered your name in class or you got a note from him containing a badly drawn caricature or a beautifully written line.
Apparently, you were having that pain right now too and badly wished for Taehyung to pop out of nowhere and save you from it. You looked to your right again. The two boys were still busy arguing. "Jeon Jungkook, I told you to return it!" The mint-haired boy, Yoongi, said in a deadly quiet voice. "But hyung, it's so pretty! I never really knew you were so good at photography!" Jungkook replied, unfazed. "It's not me who's good at photography, it's Jimin who's just simply good looking." Yoongi whispered. Jungkook rolled his eyes at this but Jimin cooed. "Aww, hyung. I never knew you had the power to appreciate me!" Yoongi turned around, startled. Even your eyes widened in shock. It had just been the three of you a second ago. You had no idea when the brunette had joined. "Hey, Jimin oppa~" you chirped. He was the one person you wanted to greet cheerfully. Sadly, he still didn't like you one bit; for he completely ignored you and skipped to Yoongi's side. "Show me the picture, please?" he pleaded. But just as the maknae of the boys stretched his hand, Yoongi snatched the picture from him.
"I'm not showing this to anyone!"
"Come on, hyung, that's not fair. Show it to him!"
"Yes, hyung. Listen to Kookie."
"No, means, no!" Saying so, Yoongi raised the picture higher and jumped. Unfortunately, he did so at the same time as Jimin. The poor boy fell on the floor and Yoongi and Jungkook cleverly ignored him and continued arguing.... right over his fallen form.
"Hey Y/N!" Taehyung called and you turned around. Warmth filled your heart and you tried to wave to him with your bag-filled hands. "He came, took the load from you and finally noticed the quarrel. "What are they arguing about?-" he asked, starting to walk beside you leaving the boys to themselves.
"-Over Jimin?" "Over Jimin."
You looked at him and he burst out laughing. You both had said the same thing simultaneously. You laughed at his too. It made you happy to know that you shared your humour sense with him. This revelation stunned you and stopped you in your tracks. You realised that recently you wanted to have way too much in common with the orange-haired boy. You kept looking for little details to bond with him, made pointless excuses to strike up a conversation with him. You were elated when he laughed with you, it gave you goosebumps when he paid attention to you and nothing else.
However, your reverie and momentary pause had successfully resulted in you stumbling forward. Thankfully, Taehyung caught you. "Really, now," he sighed, looking at your feet. Following his line of sight you noticed that your untied shoelaces were also responsible for your imbalance. "I'll just quickly tie them. Can you hold this, please?" You smiled at him, handing over the bags. "Sure," he replied and you transferred the load temporarily to the beautiful angel in front of you. The little contact you had during this exchange had fire burning just under your skin. It surprised you, but you couldn't guess the reason. So, ignoring these sensations, you bent down but could not completely fulfill this attempt. The reason was simple. Your bruises and cuts and cracked ribs hurt. Painfully, hurt. Apparently Taehyung quick and had a keen insight. He swiftly bent down, helped you straighten up and sat down on one knee to tie your laces for you.
You were happily astonished by this act. Seriously, how could someone be so pure! Job done, he looked up at you and smiled. You heart beat so hard, it pulled your whole body forward, making you nearly stumble again. That caramel skin, those lovely lips, those inviting arms and those deep, enchanting eyes...
It was then that you fell in love with Kim Taehyung. At least that's what you thought... for now.
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A/n:- Yay! Update!!! I'm not dead yet!!!!!!! Ok, on a serious note now, I hope you liked this chapter and apparently, I seem to have once again caught a writing bug. I have written down 3 of the upcoming chapters and have a double update coming right up ^~^ (I'm so proud of myself)
Also, here's a little overall list of BTS's hair colours for this series. (they're all my favs XP)
SJ: Blonde
YG: Mint green
HS: Red
NJ: Pink
JM: Brown
TH: Orange
JK: Black
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