You don’t answer, and I realize you have fallen asleep next to me on the couch. A proper daddy would carry you up to bed, or maybe get a blanket and cover you while you sleep. This daddy sees an opportunity. Slowly, gently, carefully, Daddy pushes your T-Shirt up to your chest. He slides it up over your breasts, and is delighted to find that you are not wearing a bra. Your perfect breasts jiggle as they are freed from the fabric, and Daddy sucks first on one nipple, then the other. You sigh a little, and Daddy is afraid you’re about to wake up. Instead you settle back to sleep and Daddy goes back to playing with and sucking on your nipples. He wishes you were lactating, so he could drink your breast milk straight from the source. The bulge in the front of Daddy’s pants gets bigger, and Daddy pauses to unbuckle his belt, and let his pants and boxers drop to the floor.
With his privates exposed, Daddy decides it’s time to reveal yours. He lays you gently down on the couch, and slowly lifts your skirt up to your waist. He spreads your legs a little, and notices a wet patch in the middle of your pink panties. He gently rubs his fingers over your panties, and the damp fabric clings perfectly to the outline of your secret little slit. Daddy can smell your heat through the panties, and starts to slide them down your thighs. Working them under your butt takes some time and patience, and twice you move as if you’re about to wake up. Finally, though, they slide freely down your legs, and Daddy is rewarded with his first view of his precious little girl’s pussy.
Daddy is surprised to see that she is perfectly shaved - he didn’t think you knew how to do that yet. He reaches out with a finger, and discovers that your little cunny is already quite wet and slippery. He slides it up and down your slit, exploring your labia and finding the super special button at the top. He slips his fingertip around your juicy clit, and your body shudders. Daddy’s cock has grown longer and harder, and Daddy is slowly stroking himself as he violates his sleeping Princess. Daddy leans into you, and inhales your sweet, musky scent. Daddy can’t help it - he must taste you. He gently extends his tongue and slips it into your cunny. He licks you from top to bottom and back again. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. You whimper in your sleep as your pussy floods with fresh cream. There’s so much, it flows down your slit and coats your little puckered asshole. Daddy can easily slip a finger into your bum while he drinks his little girl’s sweet liqueur.
Finally, he can hold out no longer. He must cross the line he said he wouldn’t. Daddy gets between your legs, and lines up his cock with the entrance to your cunny. He slips the tip around in your overflowing juices, then pushes it in. A pause. Another push. Daddy’s cock is all the way inside your cunny, his balls hanging against your slick little bumhole. As he begins pumping in and out of your puffy little pussy, Daddy realizes you might be waking up soon. He knows he should pull out. Instead, he fucks you harder and faster. You wake up completely, and scream a little when you realize that Daddy is on top of you, and he has just stolen your virginity. Daddy looks into your eyes and says “I’m coming, Pumpkin!”, just as his cock explodes a load of hot daddy cream into you. Daddy’s weight collapses onto you, and pins you to the couch.
When he lifts himself up, he says, “Oh, Sweetheart. Daddy’s sorry… I’m so sorry for raping you.” You reach one hand up to touch Daddy’s face. The other is playing with the sloppy mess between your legs. “No, Daddy. Thank You for raping me. Can… can you do it again?”
You and Nathan were surprisingly close, considering how much he teased and poked fun at you.
nonetheless, you both met in the hallways almost all the time, but this day was going to be different.
you were going to be leaving for your home country for a while.
“What do you want?” he says, with his eyebrows furrowed. He’s trying to put on this ‘I dont give a shit bout you.’ persona. But you could always see through it.
“I have better places to be than standing in a hallway with a loser like you.” He really doesn’t. If anything, he’d prefer to be here with you then to be begged to go shopping with Victoria. Not like he hated it, but he knew you talked to him without the word ‘money’ being tossed around every minute.
“Oh- I just have to tell you something, it's kind of important.”
He looks at you and rolls his eyes, and takes a deep sigh.
“Fine…What is it?”
You look at him in the eyes before taking a deep breath and letting the news fall out of your mouth.
“I'm moving to my home country for a while. I wanted to say goodbye before I actually moved away.”
Nathan takes a deep breath and his heart sinks. He doesn't expect this news at all.
“W-wait what?...”
Slowly he realizes that he truly cares about you, and the only sign he shows this is when he looks you in the eye and doesn’t break contact.
“Yeah, I better get going before my parents get mad.”
You say with a frown, as you turn around ready to start heading to your guardians car.
“Wait! ______!”
He quickly reaches for you to stop you from leaving but fails and only manages to grab your sleeve.
You turn back sharply looking in awe at Nathan, you can barely say anything but let his name tumble from your mouth in a swift breath.
“...Nathan?”
“Please, don’t leave...I beg of you...”
You can see the vulnerability in Nathan that he always hides from others. The persona is gone and with it, that deep pit in his stomach that he always has.
“It’s selfish, but I need you.”
He takes a breath and swallows hard. Tears are welling up in his eyes.
“I need you so badly right now...”
You look at him with surprise and confusion. He ‘needed you’?
“Huh…Wh-what do you mean?” You couldn’t help your face slightly stinging with heat from this interaction.
He pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath and looking at you right in your eyes.
“You’re the only one I can talk to. The only one who doesn’t judge me. The only one I can truly be myself around.”
He lets out a big sigh. Something clicks in him and he looks at you almost differently than you’ve ever seen.
The hot summer sun was caressing your skin as you read over the sentences in the blond-haired boys' book. Comparing the notes to yours, let’s just say that yours didn't have the pizzazz~ that his notes did.
As you finish up the last page, you feel a slight vibration in your pocket. You take your phone out and see that it is a text from the same person that is letting you borrow their notes.
You rolled your eyes but chuckled at the rude comment then put your phone back, not even bothering with a response. After a couple of minutes, you checked to make sure that you transferred everything into your notes. After confirming, you get up and start walking towards the dorms, letting your mind wonder about the city that you’re in and the people that you have met. Your mind especially wandered to the crimson-eyed boy.
You cannot understand why you admire him but there is just something in your soul that just yearns for his company. Admittedly, you were a little disappointed when he sent you that text because it meant that you won’t interact with him for that short amount of time.
Your heart started to sting at the fact but before your thoughts could continue on, you arrived at the dorms. The shock of how quick you got there washed away as you enter the facility and exchanged smiles with some of your peers.
You take the steps up to his room, wanting to hold onto this piece of him just a little longer. The dragged-out walk lasted a little while and you sighed as you opened the door to his room.
The darkness of the room did not surprise you, and neither did the All Might figure sitting on his dresser, the romance books, or the anime posters sitting on his wall. You have been in here plenty of times before due to the study sessions you both have every other day. Today was supposed to be one of those days but he got caught up with something so you had to supply yourself with the knowledge.
You look around to the room you're used to, to see if he has added anything new to his room. To your surprise, you found a black book sitting on his desk. Now, this is something that you have never seen before.
Your mind races rapidly. Thoughts of invading the blondes' privacy are at the forefront of it. It wouldn’t hurt to look at some of it...right? I mean if there was anything bad then he wouldn’t just leave it out like this.
Both the devil and angel on your shoulder advocate heavily for you to listen to them. In the end, you chose to just place Bakugou’s notebook on the desk and just leave. He wouldn’t touch any of your stuff, you don’t have a right to touch his.
As you were reassuring yourself of your decision, your hand knocks the sketchbook over anyway. It just so happened to flip open to one of the first pages. Was that...you? You move in a bit closer to see but someone swipes it up before you could see the detail that Bakugou put into the drawing.
“What part of my text made you think you could look through my shit? I didn't know you were illiterate.”
Your whole body froze as you heard the sly comment from him. When he usually insults you, there is a slightly joking tone you can catch every time. However, this time you couldn't seem to find it.
“Oi, dumbass, I’m talking to you.” He grabbed your shoulder and turned you around in one smooth motion. His firm hand stays on your shoulder as he continues to chew you out. Telling you how much of an idiot you were for going through his things and that he didn't know you were a stalker. You started to become mad at his demeaning tone so you interrupted him, “to my defense, you dick, it fell and I was going to pick it up. And as a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure that was me in your drawing. Therefore, you have no right to call me a stalker.” His mouth immediately shut as you voiced your observation. A small pink tint grew on his face but was invisible to you because of the lack of lighting in the room.
The room went silent for a few moments, he then scoffed and put the sketchbook back on his desk, and turned the light on in his room. You looked over to see the same drawing that was on the ground right in front of you. The detail pounced at you and you couldn't help the gasp that escaped your mouth. The small imperfections on your face, even your birthmark...it all looked so incredibly real. You turned back over to the male with widened eyes, “when did you draw this?”
He scoffed once again and broke the eye contact that you both held for a few milliseconds. “Why the fuck you wanna know?” His remark was met with silence as you turned the pages of the sketchbook. Your jaw dropped even further as different sketches of Japan met your eyes, even drawings of your friends were featured in the sketchbook. You couldn't help but notice that every other picture was of you. There wasn’t a single batch of pages that didn’t feature you. Why the hell did he draw you so much? You thought out of all of you, he would draw himself the most. But there wasn’t one page that had the crimson-eyed male on it. His gauntlets were the closest thing to it.
“Is there a reason you haven’t drawn yourself?” You look back over at him but he still isn’t making eye contact. “I don’t know, just- don’t feel like it. Would rather draw other people instead.”
“Well, I think your style is pretty nice. Drawing yourself in this style wouldn’t look too bad.” His head turned back to you, eyes gazing into your own “tell anyone about this and you're dead.” You chuckled softly, you know that is his way of saying thank you.
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You don't care, and nobody has to read it. I just really need to let it out and writing might help with it!
Because I'm really stressed right now- And, well, a lot has happened.
So for starters:
I've been harrased, not sexually, of course. I don't really know how to categorize it.
I'm not saying any names, I'll just call my harraser A, that's what his name starts with. He goes in my class, and he just can't take anything seriously. It's like he hates me, he says he doesn't, but his actions speak enough.
A doesn't make a big deal of his actions, he has his friends (which are every boy in our class) so I have nobody that sticks up for me! Not even my Bestie.
Only the teachers, but they barely realize.
I have to make it clear to them.
Usually, he talks in class, annoys me, by pushing me, trying to bend my finger.
But, one Friday, he was on me extra much.
It started the second period, technology, we were working on something I can't remember.
He was sitting behind me, even though he didn't originally sit behind me. He just moved to sit closer to his friend, a boy I went to the same class as in 6th grade. A was throwing rubber pieces at me.
Even though the teacher told him to stop- he didn't- A never listened to anyone, not even his friends.
But then before mathematics, the period before PE, the last period.
He was on me a lot. He pushed me, and just didn't leave me alone.
It was too much.
I'm sensitive, so I started crying, and have to walk away, I had mathematics with my Spanish teacher that day.
And recently, he harrased me again on Snapchat. But I'll talk about that last time.
an: so I started writing this and just didn’t stop, so there’s that.
You never knew how to read Taehyung. His emotions. His actions. His words. They were all an intricate riddle in its own that even trying to figure him out gave you a headache. But recently you couldn’t help but notice a change in him, one that not everyone noticed. And all it took where ten different moments for something beautiful to begin.
one.
You and your group of friends were all sitting in a Korean bbq restaurant, laughter and smart remarks being thrown around as the six of you were arguing over what to buy and who would pay. You, Haeun, Lani, Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung: the six of you were once friends with other people, parts of different cliques, but through high school and university, it was almost natural how the six of your formed a friendship that nobody would’ve ever expected.
Haeun was your typical straight A+ student. Stressed 24/7, studied all day and night, and rarely got anything below a 95 on her assignments, and well when she did let’s just say you’d go through packs and packs of tissues. But still, she was one of those people that just radiated a positive vibe, and being with her made anyone happy.
Lani was the carefree one, the wanderer. She didn’t have much interest in school and instead, just wanted to enjoy her youth. But she wasn’t just that. Lani was one of the best dancers you’d ever seen, and even though she was the most modest about it, everyone knew she was something special.
This Jimin saw. Jimin has probably been in love with Lani for who knows how long, but it was something that everyone knew except for the two themselves. Jimin himself was a phenomenal dancer as well; it was what made him and Lani so close to begin with.
Jungkook was your athletic guy. He played soccer, basketball, swam and did Taekwondo. He was also the most popular guy at school, his looks, and charm attracting every girl possible. But that didn’t make him a player. Of all the boys you’ve known, Jungkook had to be the softest, most kind-hearted boy that it was like he had two sides to him, the second side one he only showed your group. And that’s why, like every girl out there, you fell for him too.
But we can’t forget Taehyung. Taehyung was...a special one. To be frank, you don’t even remember how he joined your friend circle but looking back on it, one day he wasn't there and the next, it was like he always was. He always had a resting poker face, one that made him appear much colder than he actually was. He was just shy, wasn’t much for words, but his presence was still comforting. Especially when you and your friends catch him smiling, you had to admit, he had one of those smiles that could stop a person’s heart from beating.
two.
You, Haeun and Lani were shaking your banners like crazy women as Jungkook ran across the court, his face glistening with sweat, a look of determination set in his eyes as they fell on the basketball in the opponent's hand. It all happened within seconds, but as soon as Jungkook scored, all of you screamed, the entire side of your stadium erupting in cheers. Grinning his signature smile, Jungkook looked back at us when he made eye contact with you, giving you a playful wink that made your smile grow wider, your insides tingling.
“Wow, I know Jungkook was good, but since when did he look that good too?” Lani gushed beside you loud enough that you could see Jimin’s ears perk up as he retorted, “Hey! He’s not all that handsome, I’m way more—”
Throwing her pom-pom at Jimin, she snorted, “Don’t even finish that sentence.” making Jimin pout in response, slouching back into his seat. This caused you to erupt into giggles as Jimin sent a glare your way.
But little did you know, sitting beside you, Taehyung’s eyes were only on you, his lips tilting upwards into the smallest of smiles as your laughter rang through his ears like it was the most beautiful thing he heard.
three.
“You dropped this.” a deep voice said behind you, making you look back in surprise when Taehyung shoved something in your face.
“What is it—?” you questioned as you slowly reached for it when he quickly pulled away, a small smirk growing on his face.
Blinking, you saw him move his hand above his head, motioning for you to reach for it with a mischievous glint in his eyes, brows raised. But all you could think at that moment was—well, this was new.
Scoffing, you laughed a little when you mused, “Taehyung, is that a challenge?”
Shrugging, he said nonchalantly, “Well, if you can reach it, you can have it back.”
Rolling up your sleeves, and huffing, you walked close to Taehyung as you shot your hand up, reaching up to reach his hand but your fingers barely grazed his wrist.
Chuckling, Taehyung looked down at you with an amused look in his eyes to which you hmphed back in response. You then started to jump on your toes, trying to reach for what you had supposedly dropped on the ground.
But somewhere along the way, you didn’t know how exactly it happened, but you lost your balance, a soft yelp slipping past your lips as your hands flew outwards, grabbing the first thing there.
Which was, of course, Taehyung.
Peeking through your lids, the first thing you saw was Taehyung’s wide eyes, staring right into your own, as you could read the shock in them as clear as day. The second thing you felt was his arms as they were wrapped around your waist: tight, secure, and comforting. Seconds passed as the two of you stood there, not breathing and just staring at each other when—!
“Hey! What are you two doing over there?!” you heard a familiar voice yell from behind you, causing the two of you to jump several feet apart from one another. Your face flushed several shades of red as you looked up to see Haeun, Lani, Jungkook, and Jimin walking back towards the two of you.
“You guys need to walk faster if we’re going to get to the movies in time—,” Jimin started complaining when his eyes fell on Taehyung, his face betraying him much more than yours were, as Jimin’s eyes narrowed at the boy, “—uh, why is Taehyung’s face beet-red?”
Everyone’s gaze quickly fell on Taehyung’s, even yours, when you saw him only get flush harder, his ears turning bright red when you blurted, “He started to choke!”
This time everyone turned to look back at you, puzzled looks on their faces when Haeun asked in concern, “Choke? Choked on what? Taehyung, are you alright?”
Nodding quickly, Taehyung looked back at you before you added, “Y-Yea! He just started coughing really bad so I stopped to check on him, and by then you guys noticed and yea—”
Swinging his arm around his neck, Jungkook grinned, wiggling his brows at the boy before he joked, “Taehyung probably saw a beautiful girl on the street and couldn’t help himself, could he?”
Rolling his eyes, he shook his head as everyone erupted into laughter at Jungkook’s joke. Finding yourself chuckling too, you looked up when you saw Taehyung’s gaze on you, a small smile on his face causing you to look away, flustered when you found yourself thinking back to just seconds ago and how being in his arms made your heart race faster than you’ve ever felt before.
four.
Ever since that little “moment” between you and Taehyung, you couldn’t get the damn boy out of your mind. The way he looked at you sent shivers down your spine just at the thought of it, and you couldn’t help but think, that you liked it. But that’s usually when you smacked yourself and told yourself to get it together because you liked Jungkook, not Taehyung.
Jungkook, the perfect, sweet, kind, handsome, and every other possible positive characteristic you could use to describe him, was who you liked for years. From the day one of ninth grade to now, you didn’t have eyes for anyone else.
There were times when you thought he returned your feelings, but those thoughts would slowly diminish when you saw the way he acted with basically every other girl. Playful winks, cheeky grins, soft smiles, and sweet compliments, he did it all. The thing was, you weren’t the only one.
The six of you were at a campfire, the black night bleeding into the sky as the stars slowly started to make their appearance, twinkling like diamonds in the velvet black sky.
Sitting around in a circle, you were all toasting marshmallows and making s’mores. On your right was Taehyung, and your left Jungkook as Haeun sat next to him, Lani and Jimin following after. You sat there, your marshmallow pierced on a stick as you stuck it into the firepit, but your concentration was elsewhere.
Haeun giggled as Jungkook whispered something in her ear, and seconds later she threw her head back in laughter as Jungkook’s eyes turned into those beautiful crescents, mimicking the shape of the bright moon above him.
Sighing to yourself, you looked away, your jealously returning yet once again, a feeling you felt so often that you were basically used to it at this point. Your mind elsewhere, it took a couple calls of your name to snap you back into reality as Lani pointed out, “Y/N! Your marshmallow is burnt, you dumbass!”
Letting out a small oh you quickly pulled it out of the fire, but like Lani said, being the dumbass you were, you touched the end of the stick in an attempt to grab your marshmallow when you felt a hot, painful sensation at the tips of your fingers.
“Fu—!” you yelped as you dropped the stick on the ground, the burnt marshmallow with it. But before you could make an attempt to do anything, you felt a hand grab your wrist, pulling you towards their direction.
Choruses of concern filled the air, but all you could hear and see right then was Taehyung. Pulling you up from your seat, he dragged your body towards the icebox as he popped open the top within seconds, grabbing a beer can and turning to face you. His gaze met your own, your eyes wide as he gently placed the cold can of beer on your fingers, the sudden sensation causing you to hiss in pain, when he quickly asked, “A-Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot?”
Slowly shaking your head, you stuttered, “I-I think I’m fine—” you started when Taehyung muttered, more to himself than you, “I should still take you to a clinic. Just in case.”
Just then, you felt another presence at your side, making you look up to see a worried Jungkook, frowning at you.
“Y/N, are you alright?,” he asked, his eyes pooling with concern, “Gosh...that look’s terrible, here, we should go to the clinic to get that checked out! I’ll drive you—” he rambled as he grabbed your other wrist when you suddenly felt Taehyung grab your hand, the gaze in his eyes changing into something very different from the Taehyung you knew, as he interrupted coldly, “I got it,” before dragging you off yet once again, leaving a puzzle Jungkook behind.
“Where is he taking Y/N?” Jimin asked, brows furrowed in confusion as the girls followed behind him, standing beside Jungkook as they all stared at Taehyung dragging you across the grassy field towards the car, the cold beer can still in your hand.
Lips titling into a knowing smile, he quickly shook his head before looking back at Jimin, eyes sparkling before he grinned, “Don’t worry. Taehyung’s got her, Y/N will be alright.”
five.
[4:30] chimchim: guys, where r we meeting?
[4:31] Laniiiii: I literally just texted you telling u? do u not trust me?
[4:31] kookie: clearly not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[4:31] Laniiiii: park jimin, let’s fight (ง'̀-'́)ง
[4:32] chimchim: oh hush, you know I wouldn’t hurt a baby like you
[4:32] haeunnie: you guys are such kids
[4:32] chimchim: wow! The highness itself has made an appearance! Aren’t you too busy studying??
[4:32] haeunnie: shut up park jimin
[4:33] chimchim: ok, but really where r we meeting tho
[4:33] you: I thought we decided by the shopping center right?
[4:33] taetae: yes
[4:34] chimchim: have u guys realized Tae only responds when y/n does? hmmmmmmmmmm ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )
[4:34] taetae: shut up before I beat your ass
[4:34] chimchim: it’s official nobody loves me
[4:35] kookie: I still love you jiminnie <3
[4:35] chimchim: awww I love you too bro :’)
Readjusting your bag on your shoulder, you sat on the rusty, wooden bench as you looked around, waiting for a familiar face, or faces, as five of them were yet to appear.
“They said to meet at six, where are they?” you huffed under your breath, checking your phone for any new texts. Looking back up again, you tapped your foot in frustration when a familiar mop of brown hair came into view.
Unaware of the smile forming on your face, you quickly called his name out, waving your hand wildly at him. Eyes widening in surprise, you saw him turn around, searching for your voice when Taehyung’s eyes finally met yours. Returning your smile, he gave you a shy wave as he walked over to you.
“Thank goodness you’re here. I was starting to think nobody was going to show up,” you sighed in relief as Taehyung chuckled deeply, “You know how the rest are. They’re always “fashionably late.””
Rolling your eyes at the term Lani used so often as an excuse for being late to anything, you scoffed, “Fashionably late my ass,” eliciting a laugh from Taehyung.
Your brow quirked up at the sound, his laugh a deep rumble yet soft at the same time, that you found yourself saying “You should laugh and smile more often Tae, you have a cute smile, ya know?” the words spilling out of you before you could take them back.
Expecting him to immediately stop and to put on his poker face, something he often did when anyone complimented him, he instead stopped laughing and just blinked at you until his lips tilted up into a shy smile as he nodded, letting out a small okay in response.
Immediately easing your nerves, you giggled, your hands reaching out to ruffle his hair before you said again, this time easier and more confidently, “How cute.”
At that, the blush on his cheeks depended, and you couldn’t help but think, sitting there next to him, that there was so much more to this boy before you.
And you wanted to know more.
six.
Clenching your fists together, you fumed, “Say that again. I dare you, say it again you asshole—”
“Gladly! I’ll say it again and again if I have to. You are a whore. A selfish whore who knows nothing but to lead on guys like us who think you’re some goddess when you’re actually a witch.”
At that point, you were ready to strangle the boy before you. Lasers where shooting out of your eyes when you snapped, “Y-You! I never led you on, you literal dumbass. I told you no hundreds, no wait, thousands of times. It’s not my fault you’re fucking stupid!”
“Bullshit! You might’ve said no, but I know the way you looked at me. You wanted me.” he retorted, as he crossed his arms against his chest, looking at you as if every word he said was right.
You knew boys were dumb. And stupid. And clueless.
But you never thought you’d meet one this extreme.
Meet Lee Jin-ho. A dumbass in your year that has been following you for months. That’s basically all you need to know.
You were walking back from the library that evening when that he had stopped you on the way, demanding from you the stupidest of things when an argument came out of nowhere.
“Wanted you,” you repeated with a scoff, “You thought, because of the way I looked at you, that I wanted you?!! How on earth did you come up with that?! Did all my looks of hate and disgust look like love and admiration to you? Do you need glasses, a new prescription maybe?!”
Flushing deeply, he stammered, his words turning into incoherent sentences when he finally yelled, “Fine. Let’s see if you still don’t want me after this.”
Taking long strides towards you, an unpleasant feeling settled at the bottom of your stomach as you saw him approach you, a glint in his eye that you knew meant no good.
“Hey, what are you—!”
But before you could finish your sentence, you felt a pair of the dryest, crustiest lips ever meet yours, and you screamed.
Struggling against his hold, you tried to push him off, but Jin-ho proved to be a lot stronger than he looked and wouldn’t let go, his mouth still against yours in a fashion that made you gag on the inside.
But suddenly you were met with nothing, as you gasped for air when you saw Jin-ho on the ground, moaning in pain as one hand held the side of his jaw where a bruise was already starting to form.
Looking up, a confused yet relieved look on your face, your jaw fell when you saw Taehyung standing above him, his chest heaving up and down as his eyes blazed with anger, his fists tight at his side as he growled lowly, "She clearly said she didn't want you so what the heck made you think that was okay!?"
Blinking furiously, Jin-ho quickly scrambled to his feet before looking back at you and then Taehyung who shot him a glare enough to kill, it had the boy running away.
Quickly was gone the boy who just basically beat up someone and returned the Taehyung you knew as he rushed towards you, his gaze everywhere as he asked, “Are you okay? Did he do anything? Do I need to—?!”
Placing a hand on his shoulder to calm him down, you chuckled softly, “I think you did enough, Tae,” giving him a knowing look, an amused smile on your face.
Smiling back in embarrassment, he replied softly, his gaze towards the ground “Well, as long as you’re okay.”
You had to admit you felt your heart skip a beat at that, but brushing it off immediately, you replied, “You didn’t have to do that you know? I could’ve handled him.”
This time it was his turn to give you knowing look before he remarked, “No offense, but it didn’t look that way.”
Giggling, you waved him off nonchalantly, not wanting to give in to your dumb mistakes, as you grinned at him, “Well, I can’t have you saving me all the time can I? You’re not always gonna be there for me,” you remarked before you walked off in front of him. But what he said next caught you off-guard,
“But I want to,” Taehyung whispered softly until he realized what he thought in his head, he had accidentally said out loud.
Going still, you turned around as you slightly cocked your head to the side, a puzzled look on your face when you asked slowly, “Tae...What does that mean?”
A conflicting look flashed across his face as he bit down on his lip, his gaze everywhere else but you until he sighed in exasperation, running his hands through his hair in slight frustration before he blurted it out, “It means, I like you Y/N.”
You blinked once. Twice. Until his words seeped into your brain, as you tried to make sense of his words that just made no sense to you.
“You what?” you sputtered out, wanting confirmation because you were finding it hard to believe what you had just heard, but Taehyung wasted no time as he repeated, as clear as day, “I like you. A lot.”
This time, you were the flustered mess. You looked down at the ground, your eyes wandering everywhere as incoherent sounds slipped past you mouth when suddenly you felt a hand on your cheek.
Cupping the side of your face, Taehyung’s fingers grazed your cheek as he leaned in closer. Your heart started to race a mile a minute, hands sweating at your side and your breathing ragged as your eyes fluttered close. Feeling his lips brush your forehead, you shivered as he whispered, “You don’t have to say anything right now. I-” you heard him falter when he took in a deep breath and continued, his next words making you stiffen.
“-I know you like Jungkook, but I’ll wait. I’ll wait until whatever happens, and if things go south, I’ll always be here for you.”
With that, he pulled away from you, giving you a small smile and a soft goodnight before he walked away, leaving you standing alone in the middle of the sidewalk, confused and disoriented from your life that had turned upside down in a matter of minutes.
seven.
As soon as class was over, you started to make your way out, having an internal argument whether to go to the library or to take a nice nap back at your dorm room when—
“Y/N...”
Feeling yourself stiffen at the sound of his voice, you turned around slowly, plastering a confident smile on your face as you beamed, “Taehyung!”
Nerves disappearing, you could see his shoulder evidently relax as he replied, “Hey, uh...do you want to go study at the library together? You know, for this psych test?”
Forgetting that Taehyung was in the same class as you, but a different period, you quickly nodded, without realizing what you were getting yourself into: hours of being next to the boy who confessed his feelings for you that had you in a confused puddle of feelings and emotions. Yup. That.
The two of you made small talk as you made your way to the library, and for a second you forgot what had happened just days ago, and it was like the two of you were just friends all over again. Making each other laugh like always, throwing jokes and friendly insults, it didn’t take long for you to get back into the groove you’ve always had. Except, of course, better. You couldn’t help but admit it, but you’d gotten to know Taehyung a lot more in the recent months, something you wish you had done much earlier.
You were nearing a corner when suddenly you heard two familiar voices, your brow cocking in confusion as you found the two standing close to one another, talking behind a building.
Looking to your right, you saw Jungkook standing in front of Haeun, her back against the wall as he stared at her, his eyes swimming with an emotion you’d never seen on him. But you couldn’t help but feel your chest tighten, your heart stopping when you heard him whisper.
“Haeun, I love you.”
Feeling someone stiffen beside you, you’d forgotten that Taehyung was there because all you could hear and see was Jungkook.
“Jungkook—” you heard Haeun start, a soft sigh falling past her lips when you saw Jungkook shake his head before he moved in closer to her. Resting his forehead against hers, Haeun went still, her eyes widening as Jungkook’s fluttered close. His hands grazed her cheek, as he whispered tightly, his lips just inches away from hers, “I’ve loved you for so long, Haeun. I’m serious.”
You never really faced heartbreak. The one boyfriend you had was all the way back in middle school, and you don’t really remember liking him all that much. It was just one of those things you did for fun, a “middle school” experience you liked to call it. But once you entered high school and met Jungkook, things were different. You had eyes for nobody else except him, and he never had a girlfriend all those years either, despite all the girls who liked him.
And now you knew why.
And the fact hurt you like hell, more than hell.
Your fists tightened at your sides, fingers digging into the palm of your hand, the pain coursing through you like fire but nothing to match the pain of your heart breaking in your chest.
Every piece of your heart pierced you, everywhere. You started to feel numb, failing to realize that the tears that had welled up in your eyes were now streaming down your cheeks. But before a sob could escape you, you felt yourself being turned around, your gaze ripped from the sight before you, the image of Jungkook leaning towards to capture Haeun’s lips fading as your eyes suddenly met darkness.
Pulling you close to him, his arms wrapped around you tightly, as he held your head close to his chest. “Y/N, It’s okay, It’s going to be okay...I-I promise. I promise you.” you heard Taehyung whisper, his voice cracking at the end and at that, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.
You cried and cried and cried for you didn’t know how long but you cried into his chest until you felt any sort of feeling in you disappear, what was left of your heart eventually becoming numb.
Pulling away from him, you looked up to see Taehyung peering down at you, his eyes clouded with concern as he stared at you with a heavy expression of his own on his face. At that, you felt your chest tighten, feeling an immense amount of guilt and pain all at once that you just couldn’t. Gently removing yourself from him, Taehyung’s hands still lingering by your side, you sniffed, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks before giving him a sad smile, “Taehyung...I-I don’t think I can make it to the library. I might just go back to the dorm.”
Pulling his hand back to himself, he looked at you for a couple seconds, his eyes searching yours for anything, anything but you put on your best poker face on before giving him a slight nod and turning around, making your way back to your dorm building, ignoring the way Taehyung stared after you.
Closing your dorm door behind you, at moments like this you were glad you didn’t have a roommate because the second you got inside, your back against the door, you felt your legs give in. Sliding down to your knees, you head fell to your hands as your body shook, sobs racking through you as your breathing turn ragged, hands trembling as you sat there on your floor, alone, and in the most pain you’d ever felt all your life.
eight.
Of course, he knew. He’d be dumb if he hadn’t seen it after all these years he’s known you guys. But he couldn’t help but fall for you. He didn’t ask for it, but he just did.
This wasn’t your typical “love at first sight” situation because Taehyung never felt that way at first, but it didn’t take long for him to realize that whenever you were around, he was happier. When he saw you, he could feel his heart race in his chest, especially when he heard you laugh, those moments being when you were the most beautiful to him.
But as time went on, he realized another thing. He started to notice that the exact way he looked at you mirrored you. Except for you, it was Jungkook. Your eyes would always light up more when he arrived, your cheeks a light shade of pink when Jungkook would talk to you, and an extra smile here and there just for him. Taehyung never failed to see it, but instead of feeling jealous, he simply felt bittersweet.
Jungkook was a good guy, a great guy in fact. So you liking him made complete sense to Taehyung, and above all, he was willing to put his happiness aside if it meant you were happy. And he thought it would happen. You and Jungkook were so close, and he thought one day, Jungkook would reciprocate your feelings. But as the years went by, Taehyung started to only grow more in love with you that it almost became too painful for him.
He didn’t want it to be Jungkook, he wanted it to be him.
Sitting there on his bed, his head in his hands, he sighed softly, thinking back to what happened just hours ago.
If he didn’t see one thing coming, it was Jungkook and Haeun. But aside from that, the guilt he felt in his chest was much worse. Taehyung’s wishful and selfish thinking finally came true, but the moment he saw the look on your face was enough for him to erase any ill thoughts he had. At that second, he felt his own heart shatter, as he watched the blood drain your face, your eyes watering as your own heart broke into pieces. He didn’t have to be you to feel it, because taking one look for him was enough.
As you gave him a tight smile and walked away, Taehyung wanted to hold you back, so badly. He never regretted anything so much in his life until that moment. Telling you how he’d felt was the biggest mistake he’d ever made. If it wasn’t for him, he could’ve been there for you. You could’ve been in his arms as he held you close, whispering comforting things into your ear and trying his hardest to take all the pain away. But now he couldn’t, not without knowing how uncomfortable you would feel.
nine.
The next couple days, simply put, were hell. You lost your appetite, lost sleep, and on top of that, you hadn’t talked to anybody much. Despite the overflow of text messages, several joking and some serious as to what was wrong with you, you simply ignored them. Your university campus was big enough to avoid five people.
Or so you thought.
“So, do you hate us now or something?” you heard a voice snap, causing you to look up from your laptop, your eyes meeting Lani’s narrowing ones as she slid into the booth across from you.
Jimin following after her, you let out a sigh before Lani pointed out accusingly, “Did you just see that!? She just sighed at us!”
“Y/N, what’s wrong with you? You’ve been ignoring our texts, calls, everything!” Jimin cried, crossing his arms across his chest.
Giving the two a reassuring smile, you said softly, “I’m not ignoring you guys. I’ve just been swamped the last couple days, and my phone isn’t working. I just got an appointment with Apple Support.” you said, lying through your teeth.
Raising a brow, Lani looked at you skeptically before sighing, and nodded, “Okay, makes sense. But that doesn’t mean it’s still okay, we all thought you died on us or something.”
Laughing, the three of you started to get back into the flow of things, Jimin and Lani talking to you about Jimin’s upcoming dance competition, when you suddenly realized it was near closing time. Getting up from the booth, the three of you started to leave as you grabbed your things when you suddenly felt your head spin, your hands gripping the ends of the table as you blinked furiously, shaking your head.
“Hey, you alright?” Jimin asked, hand shooting out to grab your arm as you nodded, giving him a weak smile, laughing, “Yea, just got a little dizzy there.”
Frowning, he said, “Are you eating well? You don’t look all that good, you know?”
At that, Lani turned around to look at you, eyes clouding with concern at Jimin’s words as she looked you over. He was right. You didn’t look good.
Your once bright eyes were dull, sunken in as the tiredness was evident across your face. The wide smile you always had plastered on your face was gone, replaced with a small, tight one instead. You looked skinnier too, not much, but enough for Lani to see that something was wrong, wronger than you had led for them to believe.
Slinging your backpack over your shoulder, you waved off Jimin as you replied, “I’m fine Jimin, I promise.”
With that, the three of you walked out of the coffee shop, making small talk as you planned to go have dinner together at the campus dining when the feeling returned again, your head hurting much more this time.
Stopping in your tracks, you saw your vision start to blur in front of you, finding it getting harder to breathe as the seconds passed. Knees buckling, you dropped to the ground, your hands shaking as you reached out for Jimin and Lani, the both of them crying your name as they crouched down, their blurry silhouettes in front of you.
You could feel someone shake your shoulders, bringing you closer to them, but before you could say anything, you felt yourself lose control of your body, your vision going completely black within seconds, and before you knew it, you were out.
ten.
Feeling a slight ache at the back of your head, a bright light pierced through the windows beside as your eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar place. Turning your head to the side, your gaze fell upon a sleeping figure, their head laying on the edge of your bed as their hands were entwined with yours.
It didn’t take you long to realize who it was, and before you knew it a small smile formed on your face as you gently tried to remove your hand from his grasp, hoping to not wake him.
But as soon as your fingers left his, you saw him stir from his sleep, his head lifting up as his eyes squinted at you before he realized that you were awake.
“Y/N?” Taehyung whispered, blinking at you, not sure if he saw right until he saw you give him a smile. Sighing in relief, he brought your hand to his lips as he murmured against them, “Thank god you’re okay.”
“W-What happened?” you questioned weakly, as your eyes scanned the room, quickly realizing that you were in the nurse’s office. You felt a slight discomfort on your left hand, where you saw a needle in your arm, a tube leading to an IV bag beside you.
“You passed out,” Taehyung responded, grabbing your attention as your eyes went wide, “I passed out?!”
“Yea—” Taehyung started, when he looked back towards the door before meeting your confused gaze again, his lips forming a frown when he asked slowly, “You haven’t been eating, have you? Ever since...” he trailed off, knowing that you clearly understood what he was trying to get at.
Averting your gaze, you felt your face heat up, flushing with embarrassment as you stammered, “I d-don’t know what you’re talking about—”
“Y/N!” a voice yelled, interrupting you as the two of you looked back towards the door to see a concerned face. Lani stood by the door, eyes, and nose still red from what you assumed was from when she was crying. But when you saw her and gave her a smile, her lips started to tremble again.
“Here we go,” you mumbled under your breath as Lani started to sob, running towards you as she ungracefully shoved Taehyung away from you. Clutching onto your arm, she cried, “How could you?! Do you know how scared I was?! You were b-barely breathing, and Jimin tried to give you CPR—”
Eyes widening, your fingers flew to your lips as you exclaimed loudly, “He did WHAT!?”
“Oh shut it! He was trying to save you like the great guy he is, but we get here and learn that you passed out be-because you weren’t eating?! And getting no sleep?! Is that the way you’re gonna take care of yourself, I swear—” Lani continued to ramble when more familiar faces appeared behind her at the doorway.
Jimin stood there, a sheepish smile on his face, as Haeun looked at you with pure worry. But the person beside her, his arms around her shoulder, rubbing her arm in reassurance suddenly made it hard for you to breathe all over again.
Noticing this, Taehyung started to say something, but before he could, the three of them walked in as they all stood behind Lani.
“Y/N...why haven’t you been eating? Is everything alright?” Haeun asked you softly, her voice evidently laced with concern but at a moment like that, you couldn’t help but feel bitter. You knew it wasn’t her fault. Hell, it wasn’t Jungkook’s fault either. It was yours. But at that moment, all you wanted to do was to scream at them to all leave, to just leave you alone.
“I’m alright,” you said quietly, when you felt something warm grasp your hand, your eyes flying up when you saw Jungkook holding your fingers with his. Your heart started to race, but this time not so much out of excitement, but anxiety. You felt pain, your skin burning at his touch that you suddenly flinched, pulling your hand away as you looked away from his soft doe-shaped eyes, the ones you used to find yourself in love with.
A look of surprise flashed across Jungkook’s face, lips parting to say something but instead, he just stepped back, a grim, yet confused look on his face. Although nobody else saw what had happened, Lani did.
Even though she wasn’t the most intellectual one, it didn’t take long for her to connect the dots, and within seconds she jumped up from her seat, “All right guys, scram. Give Y/N some breathing space will ya, she just woke up! She needs a little more rest, now go. Shoo!”
Nodding, Jungkook gave you a small smile before grabbing Haeun by the arm, pulling her towards the door. Jimin raised a questioning brow at Lani, to which she just jerked her thumb at the door, before motioning for Taehyung to follow.
“If you need anything, let me know, alright?” Taehyung said, stroking your hair gently as he and Jimin left the room, following Jungkook and Haeun.
Closing the door behind them, Lani started, “Alright Y/N, it’s time to tell me what’s actually going on here—hey, are you crying?”
Rushing back to your side, she grabbed your hand, pulling it away from your face where she found your cheeks, tear-stained. Sniffling, you shook your head, your hair falling all over your face as you looked down at your lap, your hands folded together, as the tears fell, staining the white sheets thrown over you.
“I can’t—“ you rasped, “It all hurts, everything.”
Lani sighed softly, as she moved closer to you, bringing her hands up to your face as she wiped your tears away and brushed your hair away from your face.
“Talk to me, what’s happening?”
“I like Jungkook,” you responded softly, looking up at her to see her eyes widen slightly. However, she just nodded before replying, “Okay, I had my suspicions, but what’s wrong with that? Jungkook’s a great guy, Y/N.”
“I know,” you pressed, “I know he is. But that’s what makes it worse.”
Lani’s brow furrowed together, as she cocked her head to the side in confusion. Sighing, you sat there and told her everything. From the moment you knew you liked him, the small things here and there, and finally to the confession you saw him give Haeun, you spilled your heart’s contents out to Lani.
Taking in a shaky breath, you realized this was the first time you told anyone how you felt, and although it hurt, you couldn’t help but feel relieved.
But with each passing second, Lani’s eyes grew to the point you thought her eyeballs would pop out of her eye socket.
“He likes Haeun?! Jungkook?!” Lani exclaimed as you nodded, sitting back in your bed, resting your back against the backboard.
“I was with Taehyung when the both of us stumbled upon him confessing to Haeun,” you replied softly, the memory still fresh in your mind.
“Huh,” Lani replied, shaking her head, still in disbelief when she asked, “Well what about Haeun? Did she say she liked him back?”
“I don’t know,” you shrugged, “I-I think I just freaked out before the whole thing played out and then Taehyung—” you faltered, your eyes fluttering close as you sighed to yourself.
“Taehyung what?” Lani pressed, waiting a couple more seconds until it hit her again. Groaning, her head fell in her hands, “How am I actually the dumbest person alive?”
Laughing softly, you removed her fingers from her face as you replied, “Don’t worry, I didn’t know either. He just told me a couple of days ago.”
“And he knows you like Jungkook too?”
You nodded, “Yea, I never told him though. He just knew.”
That fact always managed to surprise you. You were never one to flirt or make your feelings obvious, especially when all of you were such close friends to begin with. But Taehyung had known, and that made you feel horrible. You didn’t even know what you would’ve done if you’d known Jungkook liked Haeun for all these years. You would’ve been broken.
“Gosh,” Lani sighed dramatically, “This is like, some rom-com movie-level love triangle situation going on.”
Rolling your eyes, you playfully hit her before replying sarcastically, “I’m glad my life proves to be of entertainment for you.”
“Well starting now, it sure will be.”
“Lani!”
“I’m joking, I’m joking,” Lani laughed, throwing her hands up in surrender. Smile disappearing, Lani put on a more serious look when she asked, “Well, what are you gonna do? Have you told Jungkook?”
“No way. I’m never going to tell him.” you said firmly when you saw Lani give you a look, to which you added, “Lani, what’s the point? He likes Haeun and from what I see, Haeun will eventually too. I’m not gonna be selfish and confess. You know Haeun, if she knew about this she’d never date Jungkook even if she did like him.”
“You’re right.” Lani admitted with a nod, “But what about Taehyung then?”
“I-I don’t know.” you said truthfully, as you chewed on your bottom lip, “There are times when I feel like I want to get to know him more, especially the last couple weeks and he does things and says stuff that makes my heart flutter but—”
“But what! Go for him Y/N! It’ll help you get over Jungkook, and you’d make Taehyung happy too.” Lani interrupted, her words making sense to an extent.
Shaking your head, you smiled sadly, “It’s not all that easy Lani. I can’t just lead Taehyung on when I still have feelings for Jungkook. I don’t want him to feel like he’s a rebound. You know he deserves better than that.”
“Of course he does Y/N, but if he’s liked you all these years knowing you liked Jungkook all this time, doesn’t that mean something? I don’t know about you, but that makes me think he’s gonna love you no matter what.”
Hearing the L word roll off Lani’s tongue, you felt your cheeks flush, the thought scary yet when Taehyung’s face appeared in your mind at that time, you realized you actually didn’t mind. Taehyung had always been there, and even though you never thought of him in that way, recently you couldn’t help but feel like there was something more to what the two of you had. But with Jungkook in the way, you were confused. You weren’t sure of your feelings, your heart in a constant state of turmoil.
“Okay,” you agreed, looking up to meet Lani’s gaze, “I’ll give it a try.”
You slam your front door and skip in to the next room, your face plastered with the largest grin imaginable, you couldn't believe this was happening.
'just like the movies' you thought to yourself
Without noticing you see your room mate (Friends name) sitting on the couch awkwardly smiling at your happy dancing.
"Y/N what are you doing?" F/N asks
"Oh crap, I didn't know you were home", you say shocked at your friend's presence
"What's in your hand"
"Nothing, its just.. nothing", you say holding the crumpled paper behind your back and slipping it in to the back pocket of your trousers.
"I'm on to you Y/N", F/N whispers as she slips out of the room.
You go in to your room which thankfully is your own and lie on your bed with your head hanging over the end, you reach into your back pocket and pull out the paper, you read it over and over again having to pinch yourself because you think its a dream.
You wake from a loud bang on the door, you fell asleep holding the number , your head is throbbing due to the constant rush of blood to your head, you get up holding your ears.
Not knowing the whereabouts of F/N you go to open the door...
The first thing you notice is the ginger hair.
Then the piercing blue eyes.
Then the beautiful awkward smile...
'That smile' you say under your breath praying that he didn't hear
"Um, Hi", Ed says looking at his feet
"Hi!", You say with a surprised tone
"I saw y-",you cut him off
"you don't have to explain why you're here"
"ha ha you wanna take a walk?" Ed chuckles still looking at his feet
"sure", you shut the door behind you and the two of you start dawdling down the road.
Unaware if this mysterious stranger was a serial killer you keep to the left of the pavement whilst he keeps to the right, perhaps he was being cautious as well, just meeting someone on a bus and walking home with them was risky enough let alone being out at dusk with them.
"Where to then?" Ed asks finally looking up from the floor to dazzle your eyes.
Startled by his bright blue eyes you pause before answering,
"Uh, there's a pub down the road", you can't help but smile at his careful concentration .
"come on then" Ed walks a bit faster and turns to you with a cheeky grin before going in to a light jog.
'this guy must really like alcohol' you think
Before you know it you were racing each other down to the pub at the end of the street.
You reach the pub and you bend over exhausted, feeling mildly triumphant because you beat Ed, he runs from behind you panting.
You look up at the sky and notice how beautiful the stars looked as if they had been placed there to signify the start of something new.
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