the two broken boys.

Chapter Five.

"Kai? Were you following me or something?" I stepped back, putting my hands in front of me. He looked at me with a blank expression. "No, I wasn't following you. This is the way to my house. I spotted you and came to ask you something." I slowly nodded. He appeared relaxed. "I wanted to apologize for annoying you today. I'm sorry." He bowed and I couldn't help but smile. My delightful boxy smile. He looked up at me while I was smiling and giggled. "What's so funny?" I asked and raised a brow. "Your smile is so adorable." I blushed. God, I blush at every compliment. I despise it. "Uh- thank you." I looked down and he stepped closer. I surprisingly didn't flinch when he was in front of me. "Can I have your number, Taehyung?" I lifted my head, staring at him directly in the eyes. I nodded and pulled out my phone, handing it to him. He typed his number and just set his contact name as his actual name. "Text me later, alright?" I nodded and turned back around, continuing to walk. I don't know why, but I felt peaceful and happy. Not as happy as I felt with Jungkook at that moment, but happy nonetheless. I entered my home with a goofy grin on my face and went up to my room. Overall, the day wasn't that bad. Little did I know that tomorrow would be much worse.

I tumbled onto my bed and put my feet up in the air, scrolling through my social media. I giggled as I stared at my latest post. It was something I posted this morning. A little selfie, that was all. My old school friends all had commented things like how handsome I looked. They raised my self-esteem sometimes, which was great. I got a text and I assumed it was from Jimin. When I opened it, I remembered Jimin made a group chat with him, me and Yoongi. We texted for a long time. We didn't talk about anything special. Jimin was talking about babies for some reason. And then we started talking about how gross babies were. And then how precious babies were. Basically, it was me and Jimin talking about babies and Yoongi just going, "I hate children." I chuckled and after about two hours, I told them I was gonna go. I snuck down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible, though I knew nobody was home. My mother didn't come home from work until very late. I skipped to the kitchen and grabbed a tub of ice cream, making my way toward the couch. I turned on a movie and started to eat my ice cream happily. The movie was almost over when I got a text. I had finished my ice cream so I placed the bucket down and looked at the text. It was from an unknown number. I didn't recognize it, so I opened it and groaned.

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Unknown

You know you fucked up real bad today.

Taehyung

Do I know you?

Unknown

You know who this is Princess, don't play dumb. 

Taehyung

Did Kai give you my number or something?

Oh wait, I gave him my number.

Anyway, how did you get my number?

Unknown

Why did you give that bitch your number?

You're mine and only mine.

Taehyung

Hate to break it to you, but I don't belong to anyone.

I'm my own person.

Unknown

Oh baby, you really don't know who you're messing with.