WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

twelve.

taehyung's pov

jimin and hoseok were arguing about who was the best dancer, when i walked up to them the following day.

i was wearing a long sleeve crew neck that had an adorable kitten print on my belly. jungkook's bruises stood out like a sore thumb. but i didn't mind.

i continued smiling even when i saw the dirty looks my classmates gave me. they probably thought i was some kind of cheap whore.

i was not what they thought i was. no, it was just once. and it was jungkook who did it. just him. i wouldn't let anyone else touch me.

"h-hey minnie! hey h-hobi." i was suddenly reminded of when i had run away from him.

when they turned to look in my direction, their mouths fell open. it was then that i was bombarded with questions.

"taetae who did that to you?!?!"

"i will kick their ass. tell me their name!"

"n-no dont! it was jungkookie." jimin looked about ready to pass out.

"the jeon jungkook?! the guy who stole your juice in daycare?!" jimin looked flabbergasted.

"h-he didn't steal it. i gave it t-to him." i defended him.

"so is he your boyfriend now or what?" hoseok exclaimed as he flapped his arms like a bird.

"b-boyfriend?"