The weekend went by so fast and Monday rolled back in. I was exhausted after the events of this weekend.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about when Taehyung kissed me all so suddenly. The event was replayed over and over in my head, refusing me to not get any sleep.

I was still so confused about it. Why did he kiss me?

Does he perhaps. . . like me?

I shook my head. There was absolutely no way. Maybe he just did it because of the mood.

Yeah, that's it. The mood.

And Jungkook. Why was he looking at us like that? In all my years of knowing him, I've never seen him look so . . . angry? Was that even the right word for it?

After that whole fiasco had went down, I bolted out of the scene. Taehyung called out for me but I couldn't think straight, so many thoughts were going around through my brain.

I had ran to find Youngjae who was still at the pool table with his friends. He was a bit drunk so I decided to find Nayoung instead and practically forced her and Hoseok to take me home.

When they finally obliged after much fighting and wailing they took me to my home. I refused to tell any of them what was going on.

I shut myself in my house all day Sunday, still trying to collect all my thoughts about what happened.

Maybe I was reading way too much into this.

So this morning I finally came to a conclusion. Taehyung only kissed me because it was one of those moment kind of things and Jungkook was upset because Taehyung got some action before he did.

That's gotta be the reason.

Nayoung knew there was something up, and for some reason she found out about what went down about the party and had not stopped texting and calling me about it. I ignored her so I was getting ready to face her wrath in first period.

First period. Jungkook and Taehyung were in this class.

For some reason I had arrived at school thirty minutes earlier than the normal time I usually come. It was probably due to the fact that I was tossing and turning in my bed all night.

"Park Miyoung! You have got a lot of explaining to do young lady!" Nayoung's voice shouted from the front of the classroom, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I sheepishly smiled at her. "Nayoung, what a pleasure. How are things with you and Hoseok?"

She slammed her arms on my desk, resulting me jerking back a bit. The other few people in the class turned to see what was happening. "Don't you dare turn things around missy."

"You're drawing attention," I hissed at her.

She sighed and plopped down next to me, glaring at the classmates who were staring. They quickly turned away and went back to what they were previously doing before.

"I can't believe I had to find out that the Kim Taehyung kissed you from some wacko online! Why didn't you tell me?" Nayoung loudly said, earning the attention from the students again.

Not only did she get their attention, but that brought everyone up to our desk.

One of the girls that I barely knew the name of leaned in close to my face and asked, "How was it? I mean, you were kissed by Taehyung, the living angel himself. That must have been an experience, huh? Aw man I wish I was in your position. You really know you're the luckiest girl in the whole wide world right?"

I blinked, "W-Well-"

"How did you do it?" Another girl asked.

"How did I do what?"

She sighed, "How did you manage to get him to kiss you? Did you threaten his life or something?"

I scoffed and held back a snort. "Nope. Listen ladies, I honestly don't know why he did what he did. I assume it was a in-the-moment kind of thing, that kiss most likely didn't mean anything to him."

The girls hummed. I hated feeling surrounded like this. I felt like I was being interrogated in a crime room.

"What about you? Did the kiss mean anything to you?" The same girl asked me, her eyebrows raising up a little.

My face immediately flushed as I looked to Nayoung for help. She was too busy smirking at me. Damn her.

My mouth opened and closed, trying to find the right words to say.

If I said yes, which was the answer by the way, then they would most likely tell me to stay away from him. If I said no, then they would say that I have no taste in men and that that was a disgrace to Taehyung.

"Uh- um, I-"

I was thankfully caught off by the sound of the door opening. And in came both Taehyung and Jungkook.

The girls squealed and walked over to them, thankfully leaving me alone with Nayoung.

"You need to tell me everything right now." She ordered, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Okay well, Youngjae and I were hanging by the pool and talking and whatnot and some girl was shouting my name and I was like what and she was like Taehyung's looking for you and I was like oh damn and Youngjae was like let's go. So we went and Taehyung and Jungkook were there and it was awkward and then Taehyung asked if he could talk to me alone and Youngjae said sure and left me alone. By the way, that last part he was no help. Anyways we went outside and it was so awkward so I just asked him if he wanted to dance with me and he was like okay and we went back inside and danced and then he said I looked really good tonight and kissed me and I was frozen and I was like Miyoung just do it and I kissed him back but when we pulled away I saw Jungkook staring at us with this like weird aura surrounding him and it was so uncomfortable and I ran away." I huffed out quickly, breathing heavy.

Nayoung said nothing for a few moments. She turned to the two boys who were still talking to the girls. Well, it was more like the girls were talking to them and they were just kinda listening.

"WHAT THE HELL?" she suddenly screamed, sending me flying out of my chair and causing everyone to look at the two of us.

My face flushed red as I massaged my now sore butt. Did she have to scream like that?

Before I could get up on my own, Taehyung was suddenly above me, a small smile resting on his lips and a hand reached out just above my face.

"Here, let me help you." He said quietly.

I bit my lip and slowly took his hand. He pulled me up and smiled again.

"Thanks." I muttered, not daring to look at his eyes.

As I was heading back to my seat, I noticed that my hand was still in his. I tried to let go but he squeezed my hand harder, resulting in me looking up at him.

He had an unreadable expression on his face. "A-About Saturday. . ."

Alarms started ringing in my head. Oh dear.

I subtly took my hand out of his hand and waved my hands quickly. "N-No! I mean, th-there's nothing to worry about. I'm sure you didn't mean any harm by it, r-right? It was just in the moment?"

Taehyung was quiet for an uncomfortable brief second. I noticed that the class was intently watching us, waiting to see what his next move would be.

He flickered his eyes to the floor, his hands clasped together and he cleared his throat. "U-Uh yeah, in the moment." He lowly said, looking back up at me. "I hope that doesn't change anything between us though. I really like, uh being your friend."

I nodded my head vigorously. "Of course not! Friends sometimes kiss right?" I laughed awkwardly, my hand coming to scratch my arm.

My eyes glanced to Jungkook who had a dark look on his face. He noticed me looking and rolled his eyes, pushing past us and muttering, "Go act out your stupid kdrama somewhere else, no one here cares."

Jungkook purposely bumped my shoulder, sending me sitting back in my chair. I stood up abruptly, anger boiling inside me as my hands clenched beside me.

"This has nothing to do with you Jungkook, so how about you pull out that cactus that's shoved way up your ass." I growled at him, my fingernails digging into my skin.

He turned around, his eyes boring into mine with so much disgust it made me jolt back a little. I had never seen him so furious about something in my life.

"You're right it's not my business, but you're making it mine and everybody else's in here by standing in the middle of the room declaring your love for one another. It's sickening." He spits out, furrowing his eyebrows. "You two are making a big deal out of absolutely nothing. It's just a damn kiss, normal people do it all the time. So just shut up, the both of you, and move on with your lives."

I was taken aback. He knew nothing. He didn't know how I was feeling. He didn't know why I was being awkward with Taehyung. He doesn't know, and yet he thinks he does just because he gets first in everything.

I wanted to scream and throw a punch at that stupid face. I wanted to throw him out the window.

He doesn't know. He can't jump to conclusions like that.

"Listen," I started, startling myself at how dangerously low my voice had become, "You don't know shit, Jungkook. Not everyone is like you. We don't kiss around at anyone who throws themselves at us. There are some of us who think kissing is a form of expressing feelings. So sue me, Jeon Jungkook. Why are you so worked up about it anyways? After all, it was just a stupid kiss, wasn't it?"

I heard Nayoung chuckle from behind me. I was beyond furious, how dare say some heartless things like that? And especially to his best friend.

Taehyung finally spoke up after being shell-shocked in silence. "Yeah man, you've been pissed about it since Saturday. You just said people kiss all the time, why are you acting like this?"

Wait. He's been mad about it since Saturday?

I blinked over to Jungkook who had his jaw clenched. He was glaring over at Taehyung.

He looked over to me in a flash, startling me. His eyes flashed an unreadable emotion.

His mouth opened ever so slightly when we were interrupted by the teacher. "Okay everyone in their seats! Class has officially begun."

I sat down roughly in my seat, my face still flushing from anger. All previous emotions about Taehyung were vanished. The only thing chanted in my head was Jungkook's outburst.

Why was he so worked up over it?