the pregnant virgin | taesoo

[twenty four]

park jimin bore holes into the back of taehee's head. he had chaeyoung on his back with jisoo in taehyung's as they once again carried them inside the house. taehee opened the door with taehyung's keys and held it wide enough for them to walk through.

taehee took a seat on the couch as taehyung instructed her to. meanwhile, taehyung placed jisoo carefully on her bed. he removed her shoes and let them drop to the floor. he then tucked her in real tight and lightly sat beside her.

taehyung moved her hair out of her face and securely tucked it behind her ear. he was about to leave when he heard a sob come from the girl. he looked down at her, there were no tears but she was crying her heart out. taehyung panicked, he didn't know jisoo was a tearful drunk. it was past 5am in the morning now and his mind has already shut down hours ago.

"you're so strong." taehyung whispered. he brought his hand up to cup her cheek, using his thumb to gently caress it. "it's okay."

"minho....." jisoo slurred. she buried her face deeper into the pillow which muffled her cries. "he didn't love me in the first place." she said. "he just used me. and i knew that. but i just wanted him to love me." jisoo honestly spoke.

taehyung's heart broke once he heard the words that came out of her mouth. he felt so bad and so sorry for her but at the same time he wanted to beat the hell out of minho. wanting to hurt someone as innocent and perfect as jisoo is something taehyung couldn't wrap his head around.

"if she was mine, i'd protect her from all the harm in this world and love her forever." taehyung thought. but she wasn't. she wasn't his and she wouldn't even look at him that way.

once she stopped crying, he left the room and went into the living room where jimin and taehee sat across from each other, not speaking a word.

taehee had her hair wrapped into a messy bun, her arms folded across her chest and her leg over the other.

"we'll talk tomorrow. you can sleep in the guest room, jimin will show you." taehyung said. you could tell from his voice that he was extremely concerned and the slightest bit disappointed. he walked into his bedroom and closed the door.

taehee released the breath she didn't know she was holding.

"i'll show—"

"jimin." she quickly interrupted him. "do you think he's mad at me?"

"uhh.." jimin thought for a while. he already knew that taehyung was indeed mad but he couldn't say that to her, not when she's feeling down. "no, he's probably just confused. you must be tired, the room's here."

"thank you. a lot." taehee said slowly. jimin nodded and then walked back to his room but before he could enter he felt two arms around his waist.

taehee hugged him tightly, her head comfortably against his back. jimin didn't want to show it but he was indeed content. butterflies erupted in his stomach, no not butterflies — a whole zoo. his mind felt fuzzy and his heart was warm. he did like taehee, he liked her a lot. but he lacks courage to ever ask her to be his girlfriend because nothing ever goes right with him. and also, who'd wanna date a small depressed boy with no talents whatsoever and gets unpredictable seizures?

a few minutes later, taehee detached herself from jimin and silently walked back to the guest room. she didn't didn't know what came over her. she just felt the need to touch jimin, to hug him and to just be next to him. jimin, too, felt that same sort of urge to be with taehee. so, when she slipped away he quickly grabbed her wrist, spinning her around until she landed safely in his arms. her head was buried into his chest, she could perfectly hear his heartbeat and it was racing faster than she could blink.

her intoxicating scent drove jimin crazy. he knew he didn't have a chance with her and that date was just a one time thing but he wanted to enjoy the moment, even if it lasted just a few minutes.

a/n: sorry for being the worst author ever:(