Jeon Jung Kook POV

Thump... Thump... Thump...

Hey, heart! Don't you know when to beat anymore? Just stop beating for him! !

Kim Taehyung leaned in closer and closer towards me. I was panicking now. My face was heating up.

Taehyung licked his lips in hunger as he leaned closer to me. I could feel his warm breaths on my lips.
My instincts told me this was wrong; that we're both guys. Yet I stayed still under his strong grip.

Just when his lips nearly touched mine, there was a loud bang on the front door.

I snapped out of my senses; so did Taehyung. We exchanged a confused look. Then as if realising something, he pulled himself off of me.

I sat up straight. I was disappointed.

"I...um...I...," Taehyung hesitated as he looked at me with innocent eyes.

I looked at him; waiting for him to say something anything, but he just stuttered.

"Taehyung! Open the door!," someone called as he banged on the door.

Immediately Taehyung stood up in a rush. He panicked as he walked to and fro in the room, muttering, "Jimin's here! Oh no!"

Jimin? Isn't he Taehyung's friend?

"What's wrong?," I asked curiously as I stood up.

Taehyung halted to a stop and looked at me with mad eyes. In a hurry, he grabbed my hand and suitcase, then dragged me towards his bedroom.

I struggled to be free, but his grip just tightened around my hand.

"Let go of me!," I ordered.

Taehyung threw me inside his room, along with my luggage. I fell on the ground with a loud thud.

"Taehyung! Hurry! We're waiting!," Jimin shouted again as he banged on the door.

I shot a deathly glare at Taehyung who glared back at me. "What's wrong with you!?," I shouted at him.

"Stay in here and don't come out or else I'll really kill you!," Taehyung growled at me.

I bit my lower lip as hard as I could. He looked crazy enough to really kill me...

And then Taehyung left, slamming the door shut!

Kim Tae Hyung POV

I opened the door and saw my friends standing there with a big grin on their faces.

"Hey!," Jimin greeted with a smirk.

Park Jimin is short in height; maybe the shortest one of the group. Although he looks cute and chubby, he has a firm build and chocolate abs; girls die for it.

"So...like the new hairstyle?," Yoongi asked with a hearty laugh.

Min Yoongi is almost as tall as Jimin. He has minty-green hair and brown eyes. He hates moving around and is like the Grandpa of this group.

I rolled my eyes at him. So, he's the one who coloured my hair purple!

"Why are you here?," I grunted. I was a bit annoyed about what they did to my pretty hair.

"We just wanted to check on you!," Seokjin said with a smile as he put his arm around my shoulder.

Kim Seokjin is the oldest one of our group. He is tall with a lean figure and broad shoulders. He loves Disney Princesses and Mario. He cares about us the most and is like the Mother of our group.

"Come on! Move!," Namjoon ordered as he pushed me aside from the door.

Kim Namjoon is tall as well. He has white hair and he loves joking around. If Seokjin is the Mother of our group, then Namjoon is the Father.

My friends walked in and immediately plumped down onto the couch. I leaned against the wall; my gaze continuously falling on my bedroom's door hoping Jungkook wouldn't come out.

"So, where is she?," Jimin asked with a grin.

I turned to him with a confused look. "What?," I asked blinking rapidly.

"That girl you left the party with...," Yoongi informed with a smirk.

They were asking me about Amy or something. "I kicked her out!," I informed as I crossed my arms.

All of them bursted into laughter. I groaned angrily. Why are they laughing?

"Stop lying! We heard thumping noises and a loud thud! You guys were doing it, right?," Seokjin grinned at me.

I felt myself heating up. "It's not like that! We're not doing anything!," I protested quickly.

Namjoon stood up and headed towards the bedroom. "Where are you going!?," I ordered angrily.

"Is she in there?," Namjoon asked curiously as he looked back at me.

"No! Don't go in there!," I shouted again.

The rest were laughing now, except Seokjin who was checking out my house.

"I'm going in!," Namjoon spoke teasingly as he put his hand in the door knob.

"No! Jin hyung, help!," I shouted immediately as I pounced on top of Namjoon who struggled to be free from under my strong grip.

"Namjoon!," Seokjin called seriously.

I fell off of Namjoon's back who silently walked back to his seat.

"So, we should get going now...," Seokjin ordered as he stood up. The rest stood up too.

Seokjin walked up to me and said, "Clean your apartment! Not everyone is like you."

It wasn't a statement but an order.

With that Seokjin walked out, pulling poor Namjoon behind. Jimin and Yoongi walked up to me.

"Have fun with her!," Jimin told me, showing off his smiley eyes.

I nodded with a smile.

"You look nice in purple!," Yoongi teased with a laugh.

I raised my fist to punch his pretty face, but he immediately took a step back.

"Jimin! Yoongi!," Seokjin called.

"Bye!," the two said seriously and left in a hurry.

I closed the door after them. Then I rushed towards my bedroom.

"Jungkook!," I called as I bursted into my room.

I saw Jungkook sitting in the corner with a shocked look. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were red.

Was he blushing!?

"What happened!?," I asked worriedly as I hurried over to him.

Jungkook looked at me as he quickly stood up. He looked scared and somehow spaced out.

"Why? What's wrong?," I asked as I placed my hands on his shoulder.

"Don't you dare say all those stuffs while I'm here! You can keep it among yourselves!," he shouted at me. He seemed embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?," I asked innocently.

"Oh! My innocent ears!," Jungkook murmured as he walked out my room, carrying his school bag.

Jeon Jung Kook POV

Hearing all those idiots say stuffs like that...but I know Taehyung slept with that girl. He's a bad-boy plus a drunkard after all.

I feel so bad....

My innocent ears!

I walked out his room with my school bag while Taehyung followed behind.

"It's almost time for school. Why don't you go get dressed!?," I scolded him as I sat down on the couch.

"I don't go to school!," Taehyung said proudly.

I frowned.

"Anyways, what's the reason for you showing up on my doorstep with your suitcase!?," Taehyung asked angrily as he sat down beside me.

"Your parents told me to go live with you!," I said sarcastically.

"And you really came!?," Taehyung said in a shock.

"Your parents forced me to...," I reminded him.

Taehyung made an O with his lips. He had a straight face again. He understood what I meant.

"Damn...," he cursed angrily.

"Okay, then. I'm going to school! See ya!," I said with a happy smile.

"You're leaving?," Taehyung looked at me as I stood up with my school bag.

I nodded. Just then when I was about to leave, he grabbed my hand tightly.

"What?," I asked as I looked back at him.

"I'm hungry. Make breakfast for me!," he ordered with pleading eyes.

How can I reject such eyes?

I hesitated. "Fine. What do you want to eat?," I asked with an annoyed frown.

A big, devilish smirk spread across Taehyung's face. I trembled with fear.

Taehyung pulled me close with such force that I was now sitting on his lap.

I blinked as I stared at him.

"You look tasty. How about I eat you?," he teased with an evil grin.

I froze on my place.

Kim Taehyung is really a weird guy...

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