Obsession (Jimin FF) ✔

I really shouldn't, but...

Y/N POV

At school things seemed pretty normal. I hadn't been in a little over a week due to my bruising and pain but I was okay now and just wanted to be free from that bed. 

Jimin had walked us into the building hand and hand and dropped me off at my first class. Although the teacher was surprised to see me, and disappointed that I hadn't thought to bring a doctors note, the same old crap was being taught the same old way. 

Already having completed the work she hadn't even assigned yet, I fiddled with my pencil on my desk. For some reason it made me think of the girl I almost stabbed at the carnival with Jiminie that one time and I small smile appeared on my face. 

"(Y/N)!!"

Suddenly the teacher yelled out my name, startling me in the process causing me to reward her with the evil scowl that appeared across my face. She appeared to gulp before lowering her tone and asking me to pay attention with an added 'please.'

I watched the board as she wrote out some things, too bored to actually try to comprehend what she was writing with the annoying white chalk. 

A movement to the right of her though caught my attention. I looked to the door to see a smiling and waving Taehyung in the doorway past her view. 

"TAEHYUNGIE!!" I exclaimed startling the teacher this time. She actually yelped and grabbed at her chest as I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door. 

"Umm...miss (Y/L/N), class isn't...

"Here," I threw the assignment on her desk. She was so predictable and these other kids were still stuck on last week's lesson. A bunch of dummies if you ask me. But none of that mattered as I opened the classroom door and flung myself against Taehyung. 

He accepted the hard hug with open arms. But when we finally parted I was surprised with an unexpected kiss, complete with tongue as his arms wrapped around me tighter, maybe even a little possessively. 

"My god, woman. Where have you been?" he breathily yelled at me with a smile. I stayed in his arms like this laughing at his stupidity before answering. 

"I've been tied to a bed and fucked over and over and over again thanks to you." It was said through a fit of giggles which I guess is why Taehyung's face dropped before he asked me, "Seriously?" 

"Seriously." 

"He tied you to a bed and raped you?" His expression that of real anger and rage. 

"Rape? No," I was quick to defend. "More so of a punishment I guess. I heard somewhere in between unfulfilled orgasms that you were looking for me?"

He let me go then, placing his hand behind his head and rubbing at his neck.

"Maaaaybe," he shied away. But quickly found his confidence again as his arms slid back around my waist. 

"I missed you."

"Oooh, you missed me, hunh?" It was fun teasing him. We walked down the hall, his hand sliding to the small of my back and I briefly thought about Jimin. Thought about him just long enough until Taehyung decided to push me up against the lockers to our left, his length pushing into my thigh, and it is just now, I realize that he has a massive hard on. 

"Is that for me?," I continue to taunt him.

"Yes," was his blunt response without even an eye blink. Just a smirk that somehow came off as cute and evil at the same time.