Badboy shadow

》12《

I whimpered as I walked down the hallway to my next class.
I was frustrated.
But I have to calm myself down before Music class. I knew that I could expect all of the bts members in this class.

I wiped away my tears and faned air into my direction so that the tears would dry.

"Lee....!!!"
I heard a familiar voice screaming as I entered the class.
It was Jungkook who faced me with his cute bunny smile.

I looked around.
It seemed like he was the only one who had taken music.

"Jungkook! aren't the others here too?"
I asked.

He shook his head.
"The rest is in the class of Mrs. Johansson. The class was too full  so they opened a second one. I was the only one who wasn't with them. And now I got you!"
He smiled in excitement.

I slightly smiled.
I tried my best to overact my sadness but if you know Jungkook, then you might know, that he would notice imidiatly that you feel bad.

"Heee shorty... what's wrong?!"
He asked worried.

"No.. It's not that important."
I refused.

He turned my head that way, so that I was forced to look him straight in the eyes.

"No, it is! I want to know what happened to you, RIGHT NOW!"

I shook my head.

He let off of me and walked to the teacher.
Oh noo!
What was he doing?!

"Mrs. Thompson?, I need to have a chat with Lee... could you excuse us for a few minutes?"
He politely asked.

Mrs. Thompson seemed likeable to me. She nod and looked into my direction. She smiled.

Jungkook grabbed me gently by my wrist and pulled me into the hallway.

"Kookie, what -ru' doing?!"
I pouted.

"You tell me what happened!"
He said in a bossy voice.

I leaned against the lockers and slid down at them until I sat at the floor.

I ran my fingers trough my hair.
I was grounded! I had to tell Jungkook everything otherwise I would live in hell.

"Me and Taeyhung.... we..."
I stuttered.

"Come on... you can tell me..."
He said in a soft voice and joined me at the floor.

My mind ran marathons.
One part of me alarmed me to not tell him. And the other part of me wanted to tell him so bad.

"On Saturday... Taeyhung...

"Lee! I need to talk to you. Now!"
I heard the harsh voice of the boy who threw knifes at me unceasingly.
A shiver ran down my spine.
No please no...

I looked up.
Taeyhung stood in front of me and Jungkook.

I got up.

"Taeyhung don't you see, that I am talking to her right now?!"
Jungkook huffed.

"I don't care."
Taeyhung snorted without blinking.

"I'll be right back."
I assured Jungkook.

"Come on!"
Taeyhung huffed again.

I followed him outside.
He closed the front door and turned around.

"What?!"
I asked with a mix of hurt and anger.

"What you were doing with Jungkook...- Taeyhung What?!"
He accused.

I raised an eyebrow.
"Why do you care? Or should I say...mind your own business?!"
I threw back.

"You won't tell anybody about the kiss. It never happened! Forget about everything I told you Saturday."

again. The knifes.

To my surprise not a single tear appeared. All I felt was anger.

"You know what?! You can't tell me anything! You're neither my father nor my boss! You are ignorant and selfish! You are an asshole from the outside and inside! Jungkook is not! I can tell him whatever I want as long as it is the truth! Same thing with Namjoon!!! I can tell him what I feel! He is so different than you!!! GET it! Namjoon is soft and-

Taeyhung leaned into me and kissed my lips.

What the hell was happening?!
I wasn't ready with my speech!
What does he think he is~~~~~

I accepted the kiss.
I am an idiot! I know.
But I couldn't refuse... I just couldn't.

"Why...?"
I asked after we parted our lips.

"This was the only way to shut you up."
He whispered and brushed a stroke of hair out of my face.

Then he opened the front door and disappeared.