《PRIVATE TEACHER |+18 KTH FF| ✓》Misery
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"We're leaving!" Jungkook shouts from the living room as I run through the kitchen with Areum's snacks and water bottle. "Wait... Kook, don't take your eyes off her and you are not going to spoil her by buying everything she asks. Make sure you guys have your food and drinks at proper hours, don't forget to call me every single day" I remind yet again to Jungkook since he's taking Areum to Busan for a week. I couldn't join them due to my classes and as Jungkook was still on his leave he had decided on taking Areum out.
"Omg, that's literally the third time you're telling me the same thing from the past hour" Areum giggles at his words but that doesn't stop me from worrying about her. I bend down to her level and kiss her on the forehead, "Please listen to Kookie and don't get yourself hurt. You know I can't stand you being hurt and sad right?" I push the lose strands of hair behind her ear as she nods with a sad smile, "Can't you join us, please Buba..." I give her a smile and shake my head as a no.
"I need to take care of May and Bong. They are more naughty than you are" I tickle her to which she giggles and trust me I could hear her giggle all day and still will never get bored of it. I hug her tight, trying not to show the horrible mess that I have been from the past week.
"Take care and call me if something goes wrong" Jungkook hugs me and kisses the crown of my head. Even though it felt a little awkward, I hug him back since he was the only person that had been pouring me with affection all this time. The tears that I had been controlling from a long time threatened to fall over but I had to blink them away in order to let them enjoy their week.
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I walk inside the empty studio, one of the weekends being completely miserable. After I light up the whole place and open up all the windows, Jaebum oppa comes in at the exact time.
"All set?" he asks and I nod. "So this is going to be your first ever contemporary choreography and do you mind if I asked you why you chose on doing a form that you left half way through?"
I smile at him before answering, "I've had this one song in my mind for a while and the only dance form that would fit in well was contemporary, so I chose on doing that." I shrug and get ready with the song.
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"That was really good little bear and you do realize that your precious little abs that you've been hiding almost every time, were quiet on show today" I nod and gulp on some water. "I don't care anymore. It's not like other girls don't have them and moreover the tattoo of his name is almost gone"
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After Jungkook had left us, years back, I had gotten a treatment to get the tattoo off my skin and now it had completely vanished.
JB nods, "I gotta go love, I'll meet you up some other time" he gives me tight hug before leaving.
And since I had no real work, I take out my laptop and start editing the video. As I do that, I don't even realize the tears that run down my cheeks as all the things from the past week start eating me up like the most horrible nightmare ever.
"What kind of fuckery are you guys doing out here" the one voice that I've come to love so much resonates through me ear and my first reaction to it is to let go of Jinyoung and face the man I've come to like more than I thought I would ever be able to. "I should have known you were only playing with me, I should have known that you never liked me. I fucking trusted you over that asshole Jimin and this is what I get? Your confession to this man?" a single tear roll down from his eye before he quickly wipes it off.
"No, no, no Taehyun-" I try to get closer to him but he lifts his hand to stop me. "Don't. Just don't." I don't listen and try to hold his hands but he slaps my hands away. The salty drops of water fall down without my consent but the man in front of doesn't see them as he starts to search for something in his back pocket.
"I should have believed Jimin. But still, I didn't, because I really thought you meant it when you said that you liked me. And how stupid of me, I came to this place thinking I would buy some stuff for you since you were on the time of the month but looks like god had other plans for us." He pulls out a bunch of money from his wallet before shoving them inside the back pocket of my denim shorts, "I really liked you Jia and in fact it was more than that" a drop of his tear falls down on my shirt while he whispers those words into my ear.
Without any other word the man leaves and my mind seemed to have stopped functioning. The tears filling my eyes blur out the vision of the man that starts the engine of his car and drives past without giving me a single look. Jinyoung had left too while I broke down into a whole mess on the evening pavement.
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Jinyoung called me and explained the things that happened there. I know and I heard her clearly saying 'best friends' but my jealous ass couldn't really process that at that moment and the kind of past I had with women didn't help the situation either.
I haven't gone to the studio for a week but Jia has been coming to my apartment every single day, knocks on my door and asks if I'm doing well and apologizes but I keep ignoring her. I don't want to be like this towards her, I want to open the door and hold her close to me and tell her that I'm sorry and tell her I was just insecure but Jimin's words keep playing in my mind and that is keeping me distant from her.
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Those were his exact words which made their place glued in my brain.
A notification goes off on my phone,
I click on it and as the choreography starts, I can't seem to hold back my tears. The emotion that travels along her body and the song she had chosen, it's every word felt like a thousand needles pricking my heart at once. I know my actions were hurting both of us... and her dance was the proof that I had hurt her more than I thought it would...
I break into a whole mess and the very next moment I decide on getting out of my place. I grab my keys and drive my way to a nearby club. The drive isn't too far as I reach my destination in a matter of 20 minutes.
I enter the place filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat where the seemingly low music sounds loud enough to blast my aching head. Ignoring the disgusting pain in my head, I decide on drowning myself in alcohol to subdue the aching pain in my heart.
Thirty minutes through and I feel drunk as fuck that I don't even mind the women that's sobbing a few seats away from me.
Ignoring her sniffles that reach my ear after surpassing the loud music I continue on chugging the strong alcohol into my empty stomach. It gets to the point where I don't even realize the man sitting next to me trying to grope my ass.
I side eye the pink haired man and slap his hand away before taking another shot.
"Heartbreak?" he asks in his smooth yet a little deep voice. Even though I don't answer his question, the images of the woman I love so dearly comes into my mind. I shake my head and gulp another shot and turn around to look at the group of people that have indulged themselves into rubbing and grinding themselves on mere strangers.
The man beside me does not seem to understand that I don't have any intentions on getting laid tonight or any interest towards men as he cups my crotch. My drunken ass brain takes a longer while to process the situation as I imagine myself getting touched by her.
The further events happen at a very fast pace; the woman, probably the one that sat sobbing lands her palm flat on the man whose hand had cupped my poor lonely boy, with a hard smack.
"Heartbreak?" the smooth voice of my once a dear friend hits my ear ignoring the loud music. I wipe my tears off and look up and my eyes are greeted with the man that is the reason for my presence in this cheap club.
Wrath fills my eyes laced with concern; Wrath towards the man who is trying to touch my man and concern for the man I love who is letting himself drown in alcohol. The hot magma of my wrath explodes when Jimin places his hand over Taehyung's crotch.
I stomp my way towards them and place and tight slap on his face, Jimin turns at me with anger filled in his eyes but that vanishes the moment he realizes the owner of the palm that smacked his puffed cheeks.
Seeing Taehyung drunk till the point he wasn't able to process the things happening around him, I slam a bunch of money towards the bartender and pull Taehyung outside the club.
I shove him inside my car and buckle his seatbelt and speed my way towards my apartment. Tears blur my vision as I see Taehyung's flushed face stained with tears, the occasional sniffle he takes when his snot runs down from his runny nose, repeating the same words over and over and "I'm already seeing some person. Don't touch me"
I stop my car by the side when his hiccups don't seem to stop and pull out the water bottle from my bag. I turn his face towards me but he slaps my hand away saying he's already seeing somebody but that doesn't stop me from forcing him to pour some liquid into his gut filled with alcohol.
Bringing him into the inside of my apartment was another huge task which had my back twisting in pain. I lay him on my couch and prepare some instant ramen to fill his stomach with a little food so it could absorb some alcohol.
Feeding him was more difficult than feeding Areum with her bowl of veggies. When I say I need my apartment clean and tidy, I mean it and the mess Taehyung made on my favorite carpet and my cheap couch gave me a huge headache.
"I loved her. I loved her so much... but I'm not...*hiccup* perfect for her. My little *hiccup* tummy won't turn her on. *hiccup* She won't like me like I do." A rush of tears flows down and all I can do is hug him close to my chest though he doesn't hug me back. "I love her so much" he sniffles and the kind of pain that reached every nerve fiber of my body has me crushing me down to the ground.
"You smell so much like her. *hiccup* I love the way she smells." I bring his face close to mine and embrace his lips with the warmth of mine.
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