Second Chances |Taekook AU|

3.

Once class ended I ran as fast as I could to my dorm room, Woo-shik following close behind me.

"Taehyung what is going on?! You're acting like you've seen a ghost, did the person next to you threaten you or something?" Woo-shik bends over grasping his knees trying to catch his breath. "How do you run so fast?"

My back pressed against the door as I inhale deeply, sweat dripping down my temple. I look over at Woo-shik, poor guy.
"I'm sorry hyung. It's just- that guy. Jungkook.... he is from my high school."

Finally moving, I walked to grab a bottle of water out of the mini fridge my mom had bought me before I left. Tossing one to my hyung as I flung myself on my bed.

"Taehyung, it's just an old high school friend? Then why- why did you make us run like he was going to kill you?!" He yells, catching the bottle and taking a long drink.

I jump up from my spot on my bed, "He might as well have killed me. You have NO idea what he has put me through. I came to this school knowing he wouldn't be here, and I wouldn't see anyone from my old life, but there HE is, out of all people hyung!" Now I have a headache, gripping the bridge of my nose. "Hyung...he ruined my life. My entire four years of high school, I spent it crying, afraid, hiding because of Jeon Jungkook. He was the biggest bully of the school, and now he walks into the same class one year later and sits next to me acting like I'm a stranger?"

Woo-shik looks at me with a pitiful expression. What could he know? Look at him.

He's gorgeous, how could I be cursed into being surrounded by such beautiful men!
"Look Taehyung-ah, I understand your concern, I really do," he stands up and walks over to me, bends down causing me to lean back as he places either hand on my knees. "you can't let the past dictate the future. You said it yourself! He treated you like a stranger, right? He probably didn't even recognize you! You grew up! Think of this as a reset!" He looks into my eyes. Maybe he's right. Could this really be a reset? "Hey! Earth to me." He snaps his fingers cutting me out of my trance.

"Oh sorry hyung, it's just- you're in very close proximity to m-me...." I stutter trying to get the words out, looking around the room. Anywhere but at him. I could feel his breath a few inches from my face as he looks at me.

"Ah, Sorry!" He laughs straightening out his back, "anyway Taehyung. I know it's the first day of classes, but we have a late class tomorrow, and there is a party at one of the frat houses. We should go!" He claps his hands together with the biggest smile on his face.

"I don't know Hyung. I want to start on our homework as well as our thesis paper-"

"Kim Taehyung! It's ONE night and you can get back to doing all that tomorrow. Get out of your shell!"

Ugh. This is college after all, and if I had to leave my old life behind, i have to start acting like a new person. Woo-shik is right, I need to get out of my shell!

"You're right, lets go!" My change of pace, caused him to jump with joy. "We have one problem-" he looks at me confused. "I don't have anything nice to wear."

His face went from confused to full on joy, he squealed, "This is perfect!" He skips to his closet and opens it up dramatically. "I have been waiting to dress you up the minute I saw you." He turns and glances at my whole figure. "Taehyung-ah you have a really nice face, but the clothes my friend....the clothes.  I know you can do better, but those baggy pants and oversized t-shirts aren't it. It hides it all!"

Rolling your eyes, you walk behind him staring into his endless filled closet. So many colors, and all organized the way he likes. Purples to right, going through every color until it reaches green on the left, with every mixture in between.

"Woo-shik hyung, honestly a pair of pants and a shirt is alright for me," you laugh as he glares at you for the response. "Or......hyung could dress me." He smiles.

"That's more like it, now-" he starts to look through the clothes, when he finds the right one he pulls it out. "THIS. This is what you should wear and these!" He bends down to grab a pair of black skin tight jeans. This was a bad idea.

"Woo-shik it's to much."

Ignoring my previous comment, "Lets do your hair first." Hair? Seeing my confused expression, "I'm just going to curl it here and there." Humph.

After a good 2 hours, Woo-Shik finally finished; looking at his finished product, he stares at me wide eyed. I start to touch my face wondering if something was wrong.

"Is something wrong hyung?" I search his face for a clue.

"Kim T—Kim Taehyung, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" HUH? Beautiful?? Has he gone mad? I stood from our desk chair and walked over to our floor length mirror. The minute I came into view I stopped dead in my tracks. Who the hell?

For reference 😉

My hair was loose, curled, and fluffy; the shirt he lent me fit perfect around my lean frame. The pants were tight, but it should my curves back.... and front. He had amazing skills, because for once in my life, I could say I looked amazing.
"Choi Woo-shik-" he snapped out of his trance of staring at me and rushed up behind me. "Is that me?"

"KIM TAEHYUNG WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE?! Of course it's you and may I say, you are as sexy as ever! I have amazing taste in clothing and you my friend are going to be my personal dress up doll," he's gleaming at this point.

Great. Well let's get this over with. "If you're ready and I'm ready, shall we go hyung?"

"We shall. This is going to be exciting. Maybe you'll even run into what's his name? Jungkook?" He gives me a devilish smiles before smacking my ass and opening the door.

Oh boy. Here we go.

Thank you to those reading, I appreciate y'alls support 🥺 I hope y'all are enjoying it so far! 💜