âI donât feel goodâ
Rated: M / E
Warning: Unprotected sex
Pairing: Taehyung x Yoonji
âMs. Min, are you alright? Youâre looking quite feverish today.â The professor inquires as she tries to suppress a whimper. She knows sheâs sweating bullets and that itâs obvious that sheâs not alright.
She tries to respond but her words were caught up behind her throat, she knows that sheâd let out a choked sobbed if she decides to speak at that moment so she shakes her head in response.
âWould you like to go to the infirmary to rest?â The professor asks again, and she nodsâ
wanting to leave as soon as possible so that she can relieve herself.
âWell then, I would like to ask Mr. Park to take you to the inââ
âIâll do it, sir.â A deep voice interrupts, not rudely as he raises his hand to get the professorâs attention, âI think Mr. Park is too preoccupied as of the moment,â he looks at Jimin as to proves his point and Yoonji, through her haze, can see that Jiminâs looking quite stresses in note taking, he mustâve slept late last night, and being the president of the class could be quite burdensome. He mustâve been too busy that heâs struggling with the current lesson, heâs probably thinking of too much things.
 âI am free to accompany Ms. Min to the infirmary.â
âAh, thank you Mr. Kim, ever the diligent and kind student I see.â
 Kind? Huh. You donât know what youâre saying, Professor Bang.
 Yoonji wouldâve laughed if only sheâs not feeling too hot as of the moment. Of course, Taehyung could easily manipulate Professor Bang since heâs the top student in class, he doesnât need to exert too much effort in understanding a concept so he can easily leave class and not just care.
âMs. Min, shall we?â Yoonji looks up from her desk, looking at Taehyungâs outstretched hand with a small smile on his face
Heâs obviously suppressing the smirk.
 âThank you.â
Yoonji tries to stand on her feet but her legs feel like jellyâ before she knows it, two strong arms caught her before she fall to the ground.
âIâll help you walk.â Taehyung mutters, Yoonji tries to hide the embarrassment because everybody in class are looking at them.
She simply nods as Taehyung wraps an arm around her waist to support her. She walks on wobbly feet with her head hanging low. Feeling extremely ashamed to show her weakness.
As soon as they got out of the room, with the door close behind them. Taehyung immediately looks at her with a smirk gracing his handsome face.
âYou look like youâre on the verge of crying, Yoonji-yah, whatâs wrong?â Taehyung asks with a playful tone
You know damn well whatâs wrong.
 âI canât⊠w-walk properlyâŠâ Yoonji tries to tamp down her irritation, giving the man a small glare,
âOkay~ here, let me carry you, princess.â
Taehyung bends down to pick her up bridal style, Yoonji allows him to do so because thereâs no point in trying to walk. Heâll just have to depend on Taehyung.
âIs it too much for you to handle, princess?â Taehyung whispers against her ear, hot breath tickling her skin. She shudders.
âYouâll have to teach me the lesson I missed for today, asshole.â She changes the subject,
âOf course.â
âBe glad that youâre my boyfriend or else I wouldâve killed you already.â
âAnd I love the privilege, my princess. I wouldnât mind to be killed by you though.â Taehyung chuckles deeply, and Yoonjiâs heart flutters again.
 âAre we there yet?â
âWeâre almost there, love.â
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