Taehyung Pov

"What the fuck, Jeongguk!", Jaebum screamed angrily and quickly stood up from the floor, while he literally stabbed me with his dark eyes, "What the fuck are you interfering with, huh?! The bastard fucking disobeyed me, so I have to teach him a lesson! It's usually none of your damn business to beat someone hospital-ready!". Intimidated, because Jaebum had such a loud, aggressive voice, I hid my face at Jeongguk strong chest and felt much safer right now. For the first time, Jeongguk's dangerous presence was not uncomfortable for me. He forgave me...

"I really don't care if someone gets his face beaten bloody. But I won't tolerate that with Taehyung...", Jeongguk growled threateningly and then hissed, "Just fuck off, Jaebum, or you can watch the radishes from the bottom!".  Following his threat, Jaebum went somewhere else again, so I breathed relieved and sniffed softly. Tears were still running down my cheeks and dripped on Jeongguk's T-shirt. The pain in my stomach was unbearable.

But the fact that Jeongguk had protected me from Jaebum made me happy so I could forget the pain for only a short moment, enjoying his pleasant body heat. My hands went up over his trained back to his shoulders where they finally buried itself into his skin. My face was still hidden at his chest. I listened to his calm heartbeat. His warm breath brushed over my cheeks and it felt beautiful - as always.

"You will come with me to my place. You can't sit in class like that", he whispered deterministically and suddenly drove his hands over my thighs, so I stopped breathing before he lifted me up without any problems. Squeaking, I hastily put my arms around his neck and held on to him so I wouldn't fall down. I wanted to protest because all my documents and my backpack still were in the classroom, but I just let it happen. Without saying anything. I would never get up against Jeongguk anyway, I knew that in the meantime.

"M-My backpack...", I whispered quietly into his strong neck and let him carry me slowly to the exit of school. Jeon Jeongguk was right. The punches in my stomach that Jaebum had given me would most likely prevent me from concentrating. Honestly, I didn't want to pull up my T-shirt later. I didn't want to look at all the bruises, which would be even more worse than those on my wrists. Jeongguk said, "I'm forcing a moron from your class to bring you your backpack to my house."

I didn't say anything more. If Jeongguk had something in his head, he would get it. To resist him, would be absolutely pointless...

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Author's note: I was bored, so I updated again! ♥️🔥💞 Next chapter is going to be intense 🌚🔞
You want to have the next update today~? That could be a triple update 😂♥️

~ ggukstaee 🌺