•TAEGI•
"You're such a bad Idol, Taehyung." Yoongi argued with the taller man. "You just used your fame to get into a girl's pants. Don't you feel guilty at all?"
Taehyung laughed at that.
"You have no room to talk, Min Yoongi." He said. "I'm...
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I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and stared hard at my phone, not understanding what was going on. I had taken a nap after I did some personal business, and I wasn't expecting to wake up with a text from Jungkook.
Little brat.
I opened the link he sent me and almost dropped my phone on my face as I looked at the article and picture in front of my eyes.
That's me.
That's Taehyung.
That's Taehyung holding me.
I covered my mouth with my hand and screamed at the top of my lungs as if I was in a horror movie. This can't be happening to me..
I read through the article:
"Possible significant other?"
"No, bitch!" I yelled at my phone. I couldn't help but scroll back up to the picture and stare at it. It made me relive through the moment when Taehyung held tightly onto me on my own steps to mine and Jimin's house.
Fuck.
I zoomed in on the photo, and you can basically hearthe panic on my stupid face.
My eyes widened at how many people had liked the post and all of the replies to it. Oh my God. What if Jimin sees this? I looked at the time and saw that it was almost time for his class to be over with. I frowned at that.
Of course.
I went to text Jin for help, since he's the only sane person out there, but something caught my eye as I pressed on his messages.
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