"Mr. Jeon , as much as I remember , you were supposed to not step out of the house , except for work . What was this then ?" , he asked while raising his brows .
"Ah , don't worry mister . I didn't disobey the rules as such . I was in a rush , so I completely forgot about informing it to you . I had some emergency so , I'm really sorry ." , I said while trying to escape .
"Wait Mr. Jeon . What was this important that you are working so much but still not getting your salary ?" He asked the wrong question. I turned around to face him and then see him having a smirk plastered on his face . Anger rushed through my nerves . I wasn't good at bearing taunts .
I stormed to him to grab his collars , and scream the head off . Taunting someone like me was the worst mistake he ever commited . "What do you mean ?! You say that you respect my mum , but have you learnt respecting the hardworkers ? Don't just put up an act of your death here , I would not take a second to turn you into minced meat .", I spat on his face as his fury was clearly seen over his face .
"If you're that happy in violence , why live here ? I'll forget about Mrs. Jeon and all my respect for her and kick you two out of this residency ." , he threatened as he bought my hands down .
"If you have the strength of taunting me , you can definitely throw me out . But remember , the rent would still be incomplete ." , I made him remember what his loss could be if I were out . I head silently to the elevator , trying not to form an argument.
YOUR P.O.V
The hardest fact to digest . The two biggest facts I cannot believe are that Yoongi stays awake at night for preparing raps for his music class , and Mr. Jeon loved me . I wasn't ready to believe this .
I had kissed Mr. Jeon . He was going to teach me about everything in love . I knew that what love was , but what was wrong in taking advantage of getting learnt by him ?
I had started calling him Jungkook , but I felt weird whenever I would call him that . I was just used to the formal addressing , that it was hard to adapt with calling him Jungkook .
I had reached home , and locked the door as Yoongi had gone for his basketball coachings . His important match was coming up in under one week , and he was totally stressed out about it .
I had changed into my comfortable attire when the phone rang . I was kind of late to pick it up and start off a conversation , but when I did , I heard Taehyung's voice .
"Y/N , it's you , right ?" , Taehyung asked . It felt good after hearing his voice after a long time .
"Yeah , it's me . What's up with you , Taehyung , you didn't come to school for the past few days ." He fell silent for some seconds , but then spoke up . "My grandmother passed away , so we went to Daegu to do her last rites and all of that ."
"Oh , I'm sorry about that . I hope you are okay ." I regretted asking him such a sensitive question .
"I'm fine , but that just means I'm a liar ." , Taehyung sighed as he spoke . I knew he was hiding his feelings .
"Taehyung , you can tell it out to me ." , I tried to console him , as I could feel him breaking down .
"Can we meet ?" , he asked , sounding a bit gloomy . I was ready to do anything which could lighten up his mood .
"Sure , where shall we meet ?" , I asked him . He sounded a bit eager to meet me for some reason .
"At your house . I'm just coming ." , and with that , he hung up . I was confused . Why was he so eager to meet me ? I bet he was in some problem . And I was going to try my best to solve his problem .