A/N YOONGI DROPPED HIS MIXTAPE HOLY FUCK LISTEN TO THIS

Aria

The next morning

Soft breaths against my ear woke me and I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the sight of Taehyung lying next to me with his arm underneath me. I smiled and raised my hand to softly touch the side of his face, trailing my fingers along his cheek and up to his forehead, brushing the hair away from his face. 

A soft smile appeared on his lips as he woke up, not opening his eyes yet, "Good morning, beautiful.." he whispered, moving closer to me and pressing his lips to the side of my jaw. 

Last night he had whispered to me the details of how our relationship used to be, always blushing when he brought up the times we made love. Which was... a lot. He never went into detail about those times but it was okay, since I could remember parts of two of the occasions. 

I didn't feel like I was in love with him, but I knew I used to be. It was just going to take some time, feelings don't resurface automatically like that. I knew I had some feelings for him. Definitely attraction, I trust and care about him more than anyone. Does this mean that I need to tell him about Jimin...? 

"Penny for your thoughts?" he murmured, moving his free arm around my waist to pull us closer together. I nodded, a guilty look crossing over my features as uneasiness settled in my stomach. "I.. I lied that day.." I said, biting my lip as he looked at me with his brows furrowed. 

"About what?" he asked, removing his arms from me and sitting up to look down at my body. "The incident in the bathroom.. I knew who it was..." I said shamefully, looking down. I felt him shift as I sat up, still not looking at him. "Who?" he asked, though it sounded more like a command. 

"I.." I started, too nervous to say it. "Who?!" he shouted, making me jump at his sudden outburst and look up at him. "Ji... Jimin.." I muttered, looking back down at my lap. I heard him exhale shakily and I glanced through my lashes at him running a hand through his hair, his other fist clenched tightly. 

"T-Tae?" I said hesitantly, moving my hand to his knee. He flinched a little at my touch and wouldn't look at me, sadness overwhelming me. "Tae pleas-" "I'll kill him." he said, his voice deathly serious, "No one can touch you like that and get away with it." 

I moved onto my knees and shuffled closer to him, pushing the covers back. I leaned against his sitting form and wrapped my arms around him, shaking my head, "Please don't, he said Kookie would be next if I told anyone.. he hasn't bothered me since it happened.." I said. 

He wouldn't wrap his arms back around me and still didn't look at me, causing tears to spring to my eyes. "Please Tae." He shook his head and turned his face completely away from me. "Look at me!" I cried, grasping his cheeks in my hands to turn him to me. 

His eyes widened as if he was startled, his hands reaching up to cover my own. "Don't hate me.." I nearly begged, bending my back down to push my forehead against his. "Why would I ever hate you?" he whispered, moving to wrap his arms around me and pull me into his lap. "I'm sorry, I'm just so angry that he'd do that.." Taehyung said, pulling me closer to him. 

I nodded, tears still in my eyes. I brought his face to mine and kissed him softly, my arms moving to drape across his shoulders. He kissed me back gently, our lips moving together and butterflies erupting in my stomach. It felt so beautiful when he kissed me, that was the only description I felt suited the feeling. Beautiful. 

Just like him.

~*~ 

Taehyung held my hand as we made walked out of his dorm, both agreeing that I shouldn't head to classes today and neither should he. We wanted to just enjoy time together. My eyes widened in shock when Tuai passed by us, not even glancing in our direction. 

I turned to Tae, my mouth open. He shrugged and pursed his lips a little as if he was thinking, neither of us understanding why she ignored us. I thought for sure she would've yelled or screamed or pointed me out for being a freak, but there was nothing. 

Taehyung just tugged my hand and we kept walking towards where Jungkookie was, under the 'Friendship Tree'. He waved at us with his earbuds dangling off the backs of his ears. You could faintly hear music playing through them, even from where we stood, so the volume must've been loud. 

We stopped in front of him and I puffed my cheeks out, exhaling forcefully through my nose. Jungkook murmured along to the song he was listening to and poked both index fingers against my cheeks, making me release the air and pout. He giggled adorably, completely different than how he acted when we were 'together'. 

I side glanced at Tae, who had his arms crossed and was obviously unhappy at the attention I was receiving. Was he jealous? I can only imagine how he must've felt that night in the infirmary while watching us. 

My face reddened at the memory, my fingers flexing and me clenching my fists together as my breath hitched, remembering the way Tae's tongue slid around my fingers. I cleared my throat and looked between the two nervously, amusement written clearly on Taehyung's face. 

I frowned and stuck my tongue out at him until Jimin walked up to us, his arm going around my shoulders. I froze in place and Taehyung tensed hard beside me, I could feel the anger radiating off of me while I silently begged him not to do anything. 

I wanted Jimin to hurt, but I didn't want Jungkook to get hurt in the process. Jimin laughed lightly while squeezing my body to him, then shifted to where I could see him better. "How ya feeling, Ari? Remember anything about what happened in that bathroom?" he was mocking me, I knew it. 

Jungkook was lost in his music still, unaware of the tension surround our small group. I heard Taehyung's knuckles pop beside me as he got more angry, struggling to hold himself together. I reached back with my hand and closed my fingers around his fist. 

He relaxed a little but it was all gone when Jimin spoke again, quieter than before, "Maybe you should start taking better care of that mouth of yours." The silence that came afterwards was broken by the sound of a hard pop, Taehyung's fist hitting Jimin's jaw so hard that blood spat from Jimin's mouth as he fell. 

Jungkook suddenly shrieked as his attention went to us, dropping to his knees beside Jimin and brushing his hair back. "What the fuck, Kim?!" he shouted at Tae, nearly spitting. Taehyung just glared at Jimin, squatting next to them. "If you ever, ever- touch her again," he whispered, pointing back to me, his voice deep and menacing. 

"I promise that you won't touch anyone ever again." he spat, standing back up and grabbing my hand to pull me away from them. "I told you not to do anything!" I almost yelled, stopping us from moving any farther. 

He spun around to me, tears in his bloodshot eyes as he released my hand and through both of his up in an exasperated expression, "What did you want me to do?!" he shouted. I stopped, my eyes widening. I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around him to pull him down to me. 

"I'm sorry." I whispered, pressing my face into the crook of his neck. I knew he only wanted to protect me and that Jimin was trying us both, I hated being the reason behind Taehyung's pain. I pulled back and picked up the hand that Taehyung had used to hit Jimin with. 

His knuckles were cut and bleeding, bruises all along them. I raised his fist to my mouth and placed gentle kisses on every knuckle before opening his hand and kissing down his palm. He smiled weakly at me and moved a bit closer, cupping my cheek and pressing our lips together. 

"You better explain yourselves right now!" an angry Jungkook shouted, pushing the leaves of the tree aside and dragging a smirking Jimin behind him. 

Oh boy.