Third Person POV

Wyd?

Taehyung sighed as he reread the text message he sent to Jungkook over an hour ago. It was still on delivered and showed no sign of being read at any minute.

Why's he taking so long? Taehyung shivered as he thought of all the horrible things that could be happening to Jungkook while he was just laying there. Did Jimin do something? Did they get into an accident? Did he faint, or worse...

Taehyung sat up quickly and dialed Jungkook's number as fast as he could.

"Come on come on come on,"

"Hello?" He heard. He was about to ask Jungkook why he hadn't answered his messages when he realized the person on the line wasn't Jungkook.

"Where's Jungkook?" Taehyung calmly asked. "Jimin?"

"Oh...yeah he went to go buy some stuff at the convenience store." Jimin answered.

"Send me the address."

Jungkook POV

I hummed a song to myself while I walked around the small store in search of my favorite snack. I looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was already 10 o clock. Wow, today wasn't productive at all. But its okay since we didn't have homework.

Tomorrow was the last day before I would start attending the same school as Jimin. I was kind of excited, to have more than one close friend at school. Hopefully we would all be in the same class. Me, Taehyung and Jimin. Its pretty likely since this girl from our class got expelled for blackmailing Taehyung. But that's not important. I wonder if he's gotten over that? It was kind of my fault to begin with, but he never once called me out for it. That's why I like that Taehyung is my friend.

I got the snacks, paid then walked through the automatic doors and started to go home. I suddenly felt a cold hand and a smell of beer and booze infiltrated my senses. I turned around and saw some middle-aged man staring at me with lust in his eyes.

Crap.

"Hey, little boy...*hic* would you like to have a good time?" He leaned in closer to my face and I pulled back. I wasn't going to let past memories stop me from standing up for myself.

"No thank you. I'm in a hurry so I have to decline." He grabbed my arm as I started to walk away.

I'm in so much trouble...

"C'mon, don't be like that..." The smell of alcohol stung my nostrils and I tried to pull back harder and harder but I couldn't.

"No..I'm fine, now if you excuse me, I. Have. To. Go."

"You have a little fight in you," He came closer to my face and sniffed my neck in the most disgusting way, " I like that."

Oh god. Why can't all the thirsty guys just leave me alone?!

"Yah!"

I turned my head quickly and saw a figure running toward the two of us. The man clicked his tongue and let me go.

"What do you think you're doing?!" The figure shoved the man roughly. When he stood under the streetlight I realized it wasn't just any person. But Taehyung.

Kim fucking Taehyung.

The man fell and hit his head against a brick wall. Taehyung walked over to me as the man stood up slowly.

"Ha..." He laughed, "who are you, exactly?"

Taehyung, who now stood next to me held my hand protectively and with his free hand pulled my chin.

Before I knew what he was planning I felt a pair of soft, moist lips touch my own. My eyes widened my face felt hot. I didn't pull away, and with every second more my heart started beating 25 times more per minute.

Taehyung was the first to pull away as I stood there, staring at him, my mouth hanging slightly open like a fool.

"You get it now?" Taehyung asked the man, who I had forgotten about since I was caught up in the moment.

He clicked his tongue once more and walked away. Once he was gone Taehyung turned to me, "Are you all right?!"

I closed my mouth and just nodded. "He didn't touch you anywhere did he?! I swear to god if he did..." He trailed off.

My eyes wandered down to our still intertwined hands and he let go. "Just...just so you know, I-I only did that because he wouldn't go away otherwise."

I kept staring at the floor, "L-let's go."

We walked in silence. The silence that I should be used to, but this silence was different. It wasn't comfortable silence like it usually was, it was awkward silence.

As we walked to his house side by side, I couldn't help think about how much I wanted him to hold my hand again, for him to unexpectedly kiss me like before. I wanted it so badly. Yet I couldn't understand why myself.

I hoped something would happen, anything please. But no. Nothing. We walked. That's it. We didn't talk, we didn't even look at each other.

Well, what did I expect?

He said he only did it to protect you. If it wasn't for his quick thinking you would still be with that stinky old man.

Yeah, be grateful he was there when he was, or who knows what might've happened...

Don't read too much into one small peck, don't be too full of yourself. Taehyung wouldn't like that.

Ah! Why is this so awkward? If it didn't mean anything why are you treating it like it is?

No. The voices in my head were wrong. It did mean something. At least to me it did. Nobody had ever done something like this for me. Sure, it wasn't the first time I've been targeted by someone. Man or woman, young or old, it didn't matter. I never understood why they went after me. I'm not that good looking. It must be because I look weak and easy. Yeah. I must be easy to others.

But when I was usually attacked, there would always be some convenient pedestrian or worker standing by. I always got away. Mostly. I always stood by and waited to be rescued. I never did anything. I never did anything because I know there will be someone to rescue me again.

What if Taehyung wasn't there then? There would be no one else to protect you. You would've been a goner.

Right. They're right. I'm weak. Weak and easy. I'm just easy. I make everyone feel superior, that's why they come after me. There's nothing else to it. That must be why Taehyung likes me too. I make him feel better about himself. If that wasn't the case, he wouldn't be here. Not now, not ever.

Before I realized it, I started tearing up. Warm tears traveled across my red face.

Oh god.

I'm not falling for Kim Taehyung am I?