"Don't you think temptation feels so good?"
When Taehyung first saw the girl of his soon to be dreams everything in his head went quiet. All the other girls, the sex, the alcohol; everything disappeared. He never once had quiet moments but when thei...
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"It's a bad idea, Taehyung."
I tuck a strand of my hair and open my locker and yet my eyes flew to the window, gaze floating towards Taehyung doing stretches
He smiled at this girl snapping his neck left and right while rotating his arms for a warm up. Our eyes almost met if only I didn't crouch down to pick a sticky note that feel inside my locker
I've been trying to forget you but I can't
And another one falls
I am going to fuck you up, but just enough that you are still left breathing
Do you know what it feels like to dig out your own grave just to find yourself buried in another one? because I have
They'll give to me what I tolerate and this is my punishment anyways
Whoever the fuck keeps on giving me indecent notes everyday, I hope he dies a fucking virgin. I shut my locker shut when I saw Taehyung leaning against the window, grinning at me, I jumped
He slides the glass before
jumping on the sill "are you smiling or are you constipated?" he said making my cheeks flushed red, I avoided eye contact
"that sounds...disgusting"
"Right" he chuckled and leaned his toned arms on the sill, stretching out the muscles in front of my eyes, it lured me in "PE classes?"
He groaned "yeah, bummer." he pushed his head back against the window, blue strands of his hair leaned down. his white shirt and pants showed a little bit of his slim waist and round...behind
"do you need something with me?" I asked when I noticed his eyes stuck on my eyes and lips, gaze lingering back and forth. He shaked his head before jumping back on the window "nothing really, are you coming to Jimin's party later?"
"if Jungkook is coming"
He chuckles, finger tapping under my chin to lift it to his level. His lips tugged upwards smugly "honey, he will come. Make sure to bring your ugly friend, that aggressive witch that Jimin is so in love with"
"She's not a witch" I laugh dryly, tapping my feet on the floor repeatedly to get him out of the mood. But he seemed to think otherwise "yes she is, she whispers something whenever our eyes meet. Probably chanting the curse"
"Taehyung, it's not funny" I said, scolding him for even thinking of Dahyun that way, he shrugs "if she's a witch then you're an angel" he reached out, his slim finger fondling a strand of my long hair and allowing it to fall back on my chest
