He hides his emotions so well, always putting on a tough facade.
It's just bruising...why is he crying?
Taehyung pulls the notebook onto his lap, shakily writing something down before showing it to me. His eyes show an apologetic look.
'I'm sorry, Makayla. I'm so sorry he did that to you. I don't know what all he did, but that doesn't really matter right now. All that matters is that you were hurt and it was my fault. If I would've been there none of that would've happened. I'm so, so sorry.'
I feel my own eyes water after I read what Taehyung wrote.
Sitting back down beside him, I grab the notebook and write down my own message for him.
'Taehyung...please don't blame yourself or apologize. None of this is your fault, it's Calvin's fault for being so mean... Yes, there were times when all I wished was for you to be there, but that doesn't mean it's your fault, because it's not. It breaks my heart to see you blame yourself, so please don't. I'm not mad at you. If anyone, I'm mad at Calvin.'
After a few moments, Taehyung nods his head to me while looking into my eyes, telling me he understands. I smile and wipe his tears away before pulling him into my embrace, gently hugging him. He wraps his arms around me and we both enjoy the sweet and intimate moment.
•••
Taehyung has the coolest house I have ever seen.
It even has a giant pool room!
I wish I could live in a house like this...
Taehyung continues to show me around his house, my eyes constantly wandering around the spacious rooms filled with beautiful furniture and artifacts.
We end back in the living room we were previously sat in. Taehyung scribbles on the notebook before taking my right hand in his left while smiling. I furiously blush at his touch.
