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In White Houses

Ch.15

It's Taehyung. He was looking down at me, soaked as I was. "T-tae--," He bent down to pick me up, lifting me bridal style, he was passing through the crowd with no problem, thank god he's tall. He walked us over to an empty gazebo, sitting me down on the floor. "T-thank you, Taehyung," I mumbled drawing my knees up to under my chin trying to keep warm.

"Are you okay?" he bends down next to me, I looked down at my knees and saw two large reddish bruises. He was also eyeing them, he looks back up to me with a bit of worry in his eyes, "I'm fine don't worry," I tried to laugh, but he doesn't buy it, he sat down right next to me, really close and then what shocks me is when he put his arm around me pulling me closer to his body. "I'll get ice for it once the rain stops," he muttered his chin above my head.

I nodded trying to process what was going on, I wonder if he's feeling well. We were quiet watching the rain fall, by this time the festival was a ghost town, I was now wondering where the rest of the gang were and hoped they aren't worried. Ugh, I'm such a troublemaker! Maybe I should call them especially Jimin, I patted my pockets for my phone, oh fuck. My pockets are empty! I LOST MY PHONE!!?? "Shit I lost my phone! It must have fallen out of my pockets when I fell!" I groaned, hiding my face in my hands.

"It's okay, I'll let them know you're with me." Taehyung pulled out his phone touching it and putting it back in his pocket, "What?" I eyed him confused, "It's...dead." He looked at me and then busted out laughing. Laughing, the man was laughing! Taehyung is laughing! He really must be sick. "How is that funny?" I scrunched my brows, he shook his head smiling, "It's just that, it's like you're bad luck." He chuckled, "wow, I'm offended," I say crossing my arms, "I'm bad luck but you're always the one saving me from something, like, what are you even doing here, you didn't come with us."



He shrugged his shoulders looking at the rain, "Don't think I'm following you or something I just came here because I wanted to," "Oh yeah, you wanted to come to some festival all by yourself?" He didn't answer me, he just kept looking out, staring at the rain that was falling from the dark clouds. "My mom used to take me to this festival when I was a kid." I glanced over at him, his mother?

"She always took me here to play games, go on rides, and eat a lot of sweets, I haven't been here in many years, so for some reason, I decided to just check it out, maybe to reminisce or something." He sighed running his hand down his face. "Where is your mom, if I may ask?" he looked down at his boots,

"She's dead."




My heart sank, the familiar wave of sadness came to me, he too, lost a loved one. "She committed suicide two years ago and to this day I still don't know why." I felt a knot in my throat, "All the muddled thoughts led to anger, and that anger led into me doing stupid things that I am not proud of."

He looked over at me, I was trying to swallow my cries, all this time he was hurting too. This guy who had put up walls around him was opening up to me for some reason. He was hurting, he's...still hurting,

"I'm sorry" I whispered, "I had no idea, really,"
My body acted on its own as I pulled him into me, embracing his body, I took him by surprise as he slowly hugged me back, tight. His breathing was heavy, "yeah...I'm sorry too." He whispered back.

The rain was beginning to slow down, and I was wondering if his heart was welcoming me in.

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