✔Protect Me [Taennie Adaptation]

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Jennie's POV

I quickly walked into the school while trying to calm down my erratic beating heart. I could hear Taehyung's footsteps behind me but he did not try to catch up with me. I sneaked a glance behind and saw that Irene was calling after him and running towards him. "Jennie, he has a girlfriend and will never ever like you!" I scolded myself and with this sad thought, I bumped into somebody else. "Hey, what are you thinking?" a concerned voice broke my thoughts. Namjoon's hands were on my shoulders, trying to keep me from falling. "Oh, it is nothing." I smiled brightly at him. "Wait, what happened to your face?! Why is it worse than yesterday?!" Namjoon noticed my face and asked angrily. Just then, Taehyung walked past them and he glared at me. He also bumped his shoulders hard against Namjoon's , causing Namjoon to nearly fall. "What the hell is wrong with him?!"
Namjoon yelled loudly after Taehyung. "Just forget about it." I said softly while being confused myself as to why Taehyung was behaving like this. "Is he responsible for your face?!" and without waiting for my reply, he went up to Taehyung and punched him. A fight broke out and they were wrestling against each other. Many people gathered around them and cheered them on. A few people emerged from the crowd and pulled them apart. "Jungkook, let go of me! This shit is crazy and punched me!" Taehyung tried to pull away from Jungkook. "Did you do this to her face?!" Namjoon shouted at Taehyung while pointing at me. Taehyung looked over at me and he glared at Namjoon before answering "You freaking dumb shit! I will never lay my hands on a girl!" With that, he pulled himself away from Jungkook, picked up his bag and walked away. The crowd dispersed themselves yet they continued to whisper among themselves. Namjoon pulled himself away from the guy who was holding him back and ran back to me. His face was covered with bruises yet he managed to give me a smile. I touched his face lightly and he winced. I pulled my hand back but he grabbed it before asking softly ,"You have not told me who is responsible.for your face." I shook my head and just then the bell rang. He cursed under his breath and whined "Urgh, forget it. Lets get to class." I smiled softly to his whine and together, we walked to our classes.

Taehyung's POV

'Fuck, that asshole punched me too hard on my face and my face was swollen.' I mumbled to myself as I looked into the mirror and inspected the swollen part. My thoughts then drifted to what he has said and anger coursed through me again. 'How dare he accuses me of hurting Jennie!' I cursed and punched the wall. However, I began to wonder who has hurted Jennie and caused her face to be more worse. Damn the Irene, I would have managed to ask Jennie if not for Irene's interruptions in the morning. 'I will get it out of her later' I sweared to myself. Just then, the bell rang and I cursed once again before grabbing my bag from the floor and exited the toilet.

Lunchtime came and I did not see Jennie in the cafeteria. 'She must be at the field with that Namjoon boy.' With this thought, I ignored the calls of my friends from the table and stormed out into the field. I was right and they were chatting while eating their packed lunches. I took big strides towards them and squatted down before grabbing Jennie's elbow. She yelped softly before turning her head behind. When she saw me, she immediately lowered down her head. "Hey, hands off!" Namjoon yelled at me. "Fuck off, this is between us!" I warned and pulled Jennie up from her sitting position. She lost her balance and crashed into me. I held onto her waist and she held onto my shoulders so as to keep herself falling. She screamed softly and jumped back, away from me. My hands felt surprisingly empty without her but I ignored this weird feeling. "I need to talk to you." I grumbled before reaching for her hand roughly and pulled her to the carpark, where my car was. Namjoon shouted something from behind but I was too damned to care about him. Jennie shouted back something like not worrying about her and see him later. I clenched her hand tightly to mine and pulled her more roughly. She tried to tug her hand out from mine but I only let her hand go once we reached my car. "So what do you want to talk about?" She asked with her head lowered down. She was in between my car and I. I smirked and took predatory steps towards her. She saw my feet approaching her and she took steps backwards until her back hit my car. I moved closer and closer towards her, then tilted her head up. She gasped as our faces were inches apart. "Jennie," I traced her swollen face lightly, "who has made your face worse than before?" I questioned her. "No.....one..." She stammered and averted her eyes elsewhere but mine. "We are getting married and you are not being honest to me." I warned.She did not reply and instead, pushed me away lightly. "You should not care so much about me. Irene is your girlfriend, I am not. " There was so much hurt in her voice and with that, she ran back to the school building. I was dumbfounded but her words settled uncomfortably in me. I  wanted to chase after her but something held me back. 'She is right, I personally told her we are living separate lives even though we are getting married.' this voice in my head reminded me. I groaned in frustration and stood there alone as the bell rang to signal lunch is over.