Hmm, how school went?...

Well;

I got to my seat 5 minutes before class started, thanks to Taehyung's racing. Yea, he did not let me drive his SUV. I'd say I was shitting my pants the whole ride... but we made it out alive... and just in time for my class to start.

Although... my teacher of course had found a way to give me detention...

"You skipped school yesterday Ms Min, care to explain?"

"I was just sick." I lied.

"Why didn't your parents inform the principal about that?" He perked his eyebrow at me.

Honestly... I really wanted to spit in his face. Fuck being a lady, I wanted to plant a real slimy gob of spit right between his eyes.

"You don't lie to your teacher. That's disrespectful. And homework hm?" He asked looking at my empty table.

The whole class laughed as I was scolded. As always.

I missed having classes with Soomin. We had just finished our mutual course and now we only had physics together. Only two periods each week.

"I hate to do this Haru, but you again haven't done your homework, one hour of detention." He spoke as I didn't answer and turned around to continue his lesson.

Cut the bullshit, you enjoy giving me detention

At least, Seung didn't get detention on purpose that day.

Well, the day continued and after my detention had ended, I grabbed my phone from the teacher's desk and then noticed all the missed calls and texts from Taehyung.

"I'm sorry Taee~" I apologized as I entered the black SUV with a not so amused Taehyung in it, "I got detention for breathing as usual and the teacher took my phone!" I whined.

"I waited for almost two hours." He grunted, looking straight into the air.

"It was only 1 hour and 5 minutes." I pouted and looked out the window.

Next, we were at my house, stopping by to get my books and other stuff. Luckily no cars were around, meaning no one was home. The extra key was still under the doormat. 

The rest of the drive was silent.

And that leads to now.

I was laying in my bed, well Jimin's bed, trying to do my homework. Although, as usual I couldn't focus and kept thinking of other things.

I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Jimin, asking him when he was going to be home.

I then threw my phone on the bed, dropping my head on the bed of resignation.

"I hate this fucking dump shit equation which I don't need to know how to solve cause I'll never.. like NEVER.. use that in real life! Who the hell invented school!?" I mumbled frustrated into the sheets.

A knock on the door, made me stand up from the bed.

Wait... a knock?

"Come in?" I whispered, not knowing why someone would actually knock before entering. As far as I knew, the boys never knocked.. they just bursted in.

A tall figure entered the room, my eyes widening at the surprise.

Standing in front of him, facing him for the first time since forever... I almost felt sick.

I tried acting normal... I genuinely did, and I felt like it went alright, until he looked up at me.

"Hyung, you need to hear this-" Jungkook's words stopped as his eyes met mine.

I tried my best not to look weird.

"What are you doing here?" He spoke, I would almost say a disgust showing in his voice.

It was almost like he forgot our last moment... the tears in my eyes... the tear in his eye...

The last time my eyes met his...

Darkness. Coldness. Heart break.

Why was a tear running from his eye back then? He broke my heart... without even hesitating.

Was he even allowed to cry?

"Where's Jimin?" He scoffed, asking another question as I was frozen on the spot, not saying a word.

Answering his first question, clearing my throat I spoke, "What do you mean what I am doing here?"

"Where's Jimin? I need to tell him something." He rolled his eyes.

"This is literally my boyfriend's room, why are you surprised I'm here?" I huffed, still on about his first question.

His attitude as he said the word 'you'... I didn't know why, but it kind of hurt.

"Yeah, your boyfriend's, not yours." He scoffed, looking away with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Plus I'm living here now." I spoke, fully amused by the expression displaying on his face by my words.

"Living here!?" His eyes widened, "Who ever gave you permission to that??" He took a threatening step towards me.

"Jimin did. The other's too." I said proudly with a complacent smile, not intimidated at all.

He closed the door behind him, leaving us alone in the silent room. He took a few more steps closer to me. The shocked expression on his face had changed to anger. It was only now I realized his new lip piercing.

That's kinda h-

"Well, I didn't." He spoke, ripping me out of my stare at his new piercing.

He took another step closer, unexpectedly closing the gap between us.

"Get away from me!" I pushed him away, "I'm with Jimin now, Jungkook."

I'm not gonna get lured into that little trap of yours

I thought, rolling my eyes.

"I know," He smirked, making me uncomfortable, "but that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun, does it?"

"Have a little fun??" I repeated his words, my body slowly beginning to boil, "Don't you think you had enough fun playing with me last time!?" I spoke trough gritted teeth.

He silenced, his smirk faded and eyes softened. Then he turned around and left the room. No other words spoken.

Well that took a quick 180 turn
If I'm going to stay here... he's got to stay as far away from me as possible.

Jimin came home late at night. I had spent the most of the evening listening to Yoongi telling me about his and Jungkook's new song they had been away working on.

I was almost asleep as I felt Jimin slip into the bed and under the sheets, wrapping his arms around me, making me shiver at the touch.

"You're always so cold." I whispered with a sleepy voice.

He chuckled, his breath tickling my neck.

"Did I wake you?" He asked and kissed the back of my neck.

"Not really." I turned around to snuggle into him properly.

"I heard you got detention again today?" He wrapped his arms around my back.

"Hmm really? Tae seriously can't keep his mouth shut, can he?" I mumbled.

"He texted me while waiting for you, telling me how it would be my job from now on." He chuckled.

"Does he hate me now?" I asked, a sudden concern showcasing as I felt like he was actually mad.

"He doesn't hate you, he's just joking." He stroked my hair.

I sighed, "It doesn't seem like he's joking."

"It never does with him." He chuckled, "Taetae doesn't always laugh and smile when joking around, like us. He's just..." He stopped for a while.

"Taehyung?" I finished his sentence and he hummed in agreement.

"Go to sleep now, Princess." He kissed my forehead good night and I snuggled into him, enjoying the sense of his comfort.

✧

"Baby, wake up."

No I don't want to

"Babyyy..?" His hand ruffled my hair.

"Just one more hour." I shoved his hand away and pulled the sheets over my head.

"You said that too an hour ago." He chuckled.

"Hmph."

His small chuckle filled the quiet room, his hand moving to the edge of the sheets.

"Wait, why's your voice like that?" I mumbled from underneath the sheets.

"What do you mean?" He said and pulled away the sheets covering my head.

"I mean, why is your- Jungkook!?" I immediately sat up and moved away as my eyes landed on him.

He chuckled, lifting his hand to stroke my arm. I flinched.

"Hey, relax. Did you have a nightmare or something?"

Did I have a nightmare?

I think... I think this is the nightmare

✧

I woke up with sweat pearls running down the sides of my face.

What the hell

au.n.
So the dreams are back....