Bittersweet Silence |KTH Fanfiction|

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Come on come on come on.

Shit shit shit shit shit.

Keeping your hand on TaeHyung's back as the two of you practically skip down the hallway you tug the boy to the side into a small corner watching WooMin rush past the two of you, his face tightened with infuriation.

Oh man...I really messed up this time.

I need to stick to my guns though.

I definitely tripped and shot milk in his face.

That's believable...right?

Exhaling a deep breath when WooMin finally disappears from your vision you look up at Taehyung who gently smiles and stares down into your eyes, his gaze twinkling with playfulness and warmth.

Oh goodness....

Grinning up at the boy and quietly giggling you sit down in the hallway and pull out your notebook, your fingers quickly twisting the paper for Taehyung to read.

"I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get in some serious trouble."

Reaching out shyly to grab the notebook and scribbling down little words Taehyung sets your tray down beside you and keeps the warm expression on his face when he turns the book towards you.

"I don't know, it didn't look like you did it in purpose to me."

Ohhh he's ornery.

Finally someone with a sense of humor.

"I mean, to me it looked like I tripped."

"Exactly. They cannot punish you for accidentally tripping and hitting his milk."

Giggling to yourself and picking up your tray you take the notebook from Taehyung and set the food in his lap, his eyes flicking down to look at the food before setting on the pages again.

"You can have it, I'm not hungry today."

Dropping his jaw lightly and opening his lips Taehyung shakes his head and tries to push the tray back in your direction, his mind obviously in a battle with his rumbling stomach.

He must not know I can hear his tummy rumbling....

"Honestly I'm not hungry, please eat it I don't wanna waste it."

A sudden look of sadness overcomes Taehyung's entire face as he gives you a nod and picks up the pizza, his eyes flicking around with desperation the second he takes a bite of the warm food.

The dark circles under his eyes are so deep...I wonder when the last time he had a proper meal was....

Pulling your knees to your chest and pushing your back up against the purple painted walls you avoid looking at Taehyung while he eats so he doesn't feel awkward, your heart warming in your chest knowing he's eating.

I wonder if he lives all by himself...that would make some sense as to why he doesn't have food...or maybe his parents can't afford any?

"Miss Y/N, please report to the principals office at once."

There it is.

Turning to Taehyung and writing on your notebook as quickly as possible you set it down so he can read it and sling your bag over your shoulder, your knees lightly beginning to shake with anxiety.

"They're calling me to the office, you can keep this notebook to write in, I'll see you after school is over on the bus."

Before Taehyung can respond you giggle at his cheeks full of pizza and turn on your heels to head to the principals office, your teeth nervously nibbling the inside of your lip.

This place is going to make me bite my lip so much I'm not going to have one left.

Oh well...what do I have to be so scared about?

He's the one that started it, I was just trying to get my lunch and he verbally assaulted me.

Yeah...hmph.

Holding your head up as confidently as possible while stepping into the office where WooMin sits with dried milk in his hair you lightly snort at his attire, the cool condescending voice of the principal ruining your mood.

"Miss Y/N, do you know why I called you in here?"

Stuffing your hands in the pockets of your pants and taking a seat next to WooMin you look the boy up and down while lightly nodding, the corner of your lip pushing up in a smirk.

"I guess it has to do with him."

"It does, is it true you grabbed his milk and poured it on his head?"

"Actually no, I was trying to get my lunch tray and I tripped when I came out of the line and happened to hit his milk."

"What?! That isn't true you bitch you-"

The principal cuts the boy off with her hand and adjusts her purple glasses on her nose with a deep sigh, her eyes trained on your form the whole time she speaks.

"Alright then since your stories differ so much and we can't tell what happened, I'll let you off the hook this time Miss Y/N, but I am to remind you again that we do not condone bullying at this facility and if it happens again, I will have no choice but to give you detention."

...So only me?

Pushing your bottom lip upwards and nodding at the woman you hear the bell chirp for everyone to go to class and you stand up from your seat, your hands still shoved in your pockets.

"Sounds good, can I go now?"

"You May go to class."

Man, I got off easy.

Stepping out of the office doors into the hallway you turn around and look at WooMin who gives you a murderous glare, his stumpy hands balled into tight fists.

"This isn't over fatass, you may have got off easy this time but it won't happen again."

Keeping your aloof stature and staring directly into his eyes you let out a small breathy chuckle and nod, your expression showing no signs of the weak feeling in your knees.

"You're right, I guess we'll just have to see who comes out on top, won't we?"

Turning away from WooMin and letting out a nervous breath you swallow hard and dip your head down to avoid the stares of the other students, your hand moving up to rub the back of your head.

Man...my second day...

What have I gotten myself in to?

(A/N): Not in this chapter, but I've already revealed a character that will be in the future~ kekekekeke~ I hope you enjoyed this chapter 💜