Jimin
I tapped my nails on the wooden desk, sighing as I waited for the 1 hour detention to finish.
The teacher assigned to check on us stared weirdly at me. It's as if she wants to seduce me. She looked at me and bit her lip.
I grimaced when she pushed two buttons on her shirt, her cleavage bulging out.
Just as I was about to turn away, someone threw a jacket on my face.
"Cover your eyes and sleep."
Seulgi woke up and looked at me tiredly. She threw intense glares at the teacher before bringing her head down, resuming her beauty sleep.
I giggled when she slept again.
Aish! Why is she acting so tough?
"Don't act like a bitch. It's useless when you're cute. You look like a mad puppy." I whispered in her ear before taking a nap.
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Seulgi
I woke up exactly after the detention.
I looked at Jimin, who was apparently still sleeping peacefully.His lips were pouting cutely and his nose and cheeks were pinkish.
"Jimin, wake up." I said, tapping his back gently.
The boy moved and slightly opened his eyes. He sat up and groaned huskily, massaging his temples.
"Are you ok?" I asked, obviously worried.
I stood up and held his fluffy cheeks while he looked quite flustered.
"Shit Jimin! You have a fever!" I cursed.
I fixed his bag for him and helped him stand up. My hands were clumsily shuffling all over his body because he is so heavy. He weighs like a cow in a meadow.
I ended up supporting his back and hugging his sides to avoid him from falling down.
My face flushed beet red as we walked through the hallways with the students gossiping about this bullshit happening right now.
When I saw a nearby bench, I assisted him to sit down and rest while I go to the clinic to get him medicine and water.
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She looked at me pricelessly, watching me carry Jimin clumsily.
"Mom! Help me out here!" I wailed as I held his arm tightly.
Mom blinked and instantly opened the door for us to come in.
We both helped Jimin to a guest room and I ran out the room to get a damp towel.
"Towel towel towel. Shit where is that damn towel?!" I yelled frustratingly when I couldn't find that towel.
I rummaged through my clothes and found a barbie handkerchief.
I sighed. This should work, I guess.
I ran to the bathroom to wet the handkerchief and went to the guest room to put it on his forehead.
"T-thanks"
I nodded and stood up to cover him with a thick blanket.
"Goodnig--" I got interrupted when he pulled my hand and I fell above him.
I could hear his heartbeat against mine. It worked like a pair.
"Stay with me."
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Strangers (Editing)
Teen Fiction"Stranger, danger" one said But was it really danger that approached her? Or was it that feeling where you get all that love from a person you never thought.