In White Houses
Ch.10
Taehyung's POV
I decided to turn on the TV to watch my favorite drama that I missed the other day, I honestly don't care if she watches me watch some girlie show. I was trying my best to focus on what was going on but I couldn't my heart kept beating so hard that I could hear it from inside, just her presences, her aura, it makes me...weird.
The show finally ended I looked over at her and saw she fell asleep. Her head was against the armrest lying in a fetal position. I became flustered since she was still in her little dress...her lime green underwear was pretty much showing, "shit." I mumbled rubbing my forehead, I got up to cover her in a blanket, her sleeping face was...cute.
Her long lashes, her pouty lips, her skin...everything about her is perfect. I brushed her hair from her face getting a more of a good look...I shouldn't...but her lips are just...
I knelt down to her level, hearing her soft breathing, it wouldn't hurt to...kiss her...she doesn't have to know this time.
Ping.
The elevator opened and everyone came out of it laughing and being rowdy, I quickly stood up trying to leave her side quickly as much as possible but Jin and Jimin were already looking at me in the living room.
"Minjoo...where is she?" Jin asked confused and a bit worried, I tried to contain my posture, "sleep" I motioned my head towards the couch. Jin sighed, "Is she alright?" Jimin asked eyeing me. "Mmhmm, she was just...tired that's all." "Well okay I thought she had a fever or something, phew," Jin turned walking away.
Jimin was still looking at me, skeptical. I sighed, brushing past him, "Taehyung," what does he want? "What Jimin?" He was looking down at the floor running his hand through his hair, "I told you the other day." He muttered.
Aish, not this again, I shook my head pinching the skin between my brows, "Look hyung, nothing is going on between her and I okay? So you can stop being insecure about yourself."
I turned to walk back into the kitchen to go upstairs but I felt Jimin grab my shoulders to turn me around, "You know I like her and I'm not going to let someone like you get close to her and hurt her," he loudly whispered, man he's really starting to piss me off, I swat his arm off of me, "Someone like me? Would someone like me save her from getting raped at the party where you left her all alone, would someone like me see that she wasn't too comfortable being there?!" His eyes widen in shock, he didn't say anything else, "You do what you like, but from this night on, I won't hold myself back for your feelings anymore." I turned back headed up the stairs, leaving him behind in the kitchen.
I decided to turn on the TV to watch my favorite drama that I missed the other day, I honestly don't care if she watches me watch some girlie show. I was trying my best to focus on what was going on but I couldn't my heart kept beating so hard that I could hear it from inside, just her presences, her aura, it makes me...weird.
The show finally ended I looked over at her and saw she fell asleep. Her head was against the armrest lying in a fetal position. I became flustered since she was still in her little dress...her lime green underwear was pretty much showing, "shit." I mumbled rubbing my forehead, I got up to cover her in a blanket, her sleeping face was...cute.
Her long lashes, her pouty lips, her skin...everything about her is perfect. I brushed her hair from her face getting a more of a good look...I shouldn't...but her lips are just...
I knelt down to her level, hearing her soft breathing, it wouldn't hurt to...kiss her...she doesn't have to know this time.
Ping.
The elevator opened and everyone came out of it laughing and being rowdy, I quickly stood up trying to leave her side quickly as much as possible but Jin and Jimin were already looking at me in the living room.
"Minjoo...where is she?" Jin asked confused and a bit worried, I tried to contain my posture, "sleep" I motioned my head towards the couch. Jin sighed, "Is she alright?" Jimin asked eyeing me. "Mmhmm, she was just...tired that's all." "Well okay I thought she had a fever or something, phew," Jin turned walking away.
Jimin was still looking at me, skeptical. I sighed, brushing past him, "Taehyung," what does he want? "What Jimin?" He was looking down at the floor running his hand through his hair, "I told you the other day." He muttered.
Aish, not this again, I shook my head pinching the skin between my brows, "Look hyung, nothing is going on between her and I okay? So you can stop being insecure about yourself."
I turned to walk back into the kitchen to go upstairs but I felt Jimin grab my shoulders to turn me around, "You know I like her and I'm not going to let someone like you get close to her and hurt her," he loudly whispered, man he's really starting to piss me off, I swat his arm off of me, "Someone like me? Would someone like me save her from getting raped at the party where you left her all alone, would someone like me see that she wasn't too comfortable being there?!" His eyes widen in shock, he didn't say anything else, "You do what you like, but from this night on, I won't hold myself back for your feelings anymore." I turned back headed up the stairs, leaving him behind in the kitchen.
