His Betrothed {Taegi/YoongixTaehyung}

Chapter 8

MIN YOONGI POV

I hummed in content as I starred out the window. Yesterday's incident was too much to take in, Taehyung and his best friend/ right hand man now goes to my school, Hoseokie was a hunter of demons and the heir to their clan of hunters and that scary what appears to be a death threat from my locker. No one has really liked me in this school, but no one ever dared to bully me because of Hoseok, since I'm the best friend of the school's student council president.

I heard the last bell ring and smiled. The day finally ended. I crossed my brows and noticed then the paper clipped on my desk. Funny. I used to tidy my things properly. Curiosity consumed me so I pulled my desk up and screamed at the horrid sight that got me frozen on the spot. My books and the insides of my desk were filled with blood, how I have not smelled that the entire morning to me is a mystery. And with a shaky breathe I closed the lid and sat down on the chair.

I bit my bottom lip and got up to the janitor's closet to get a ragged cloth and bin. I began to wipe off the books filled with blood hoping that I could still save it... but everything was destroyed. I pursed my lips and held back the tears, these were just from the student loan. I've entered this school as a scholar and I work part time just to pay for these. I really don't mind the blood... but... my stuf...

I gasped when I was engulfed into a hug and another person grabbed the book that I was clutching on to hard. My eyes were glued to the blood on the desk and was now dripping on the floor. Why...

"Don't... start of feeling sorry of yourself... You shouldn't be sorry for anything.." Taehyung whispered in my ear. I felt him dragging me out of the scene and into our school's gym. It was empty as suspected. The day was going so smoothly but then that happened. Have I done something wrong?

"Yoongi... No.." Taehyung brushed away the hair covering my face and kissed my forehead. "You didn't do anything wrong sweetheart not even one bit." He hugged me tightly and soothed my emotions. I'm not crying as of right now however I could really feel that I really don't belong here.

JUNG HOSEOK POV

"This bastard needs to pay!" I slammed my fist on my table. How could someone dare to do this to Yoongi. He's not even causing any trouble.

"Well... he's not exactly loved by many..." I glanced on my side and saw Namjoon leaning on the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. "You said that out loud."

I sighed and sat on my chair. I ran a hand over my face and pulled my own hair. I've assigned the members of this student council to give me updates and any leads for the locker incident but no one's telling shit. I groaned and glared at the ceiling. If this was a demon then it could be easier.

"What am I going to do?"

"Well for starters. Assess the situation..." Namjoon said as he sat on the edge of my desk facing towards me. He grabbed a paper and a pen and wrote 'who'. "Let's brainstorm"

"I thought you work alone."

"You look helpless by your own."

"Calling me weak?"

"I'm insinuating that you can't do this on your own... You're not exactly hunting for a demon... it's human. Now, let's help each other."

I nodded and gestured for him to continue.