The Best Mistake

Chapter 31; Promise

I couldn't remember being this happy in a long time. Like for real, what had gotten into me? I was just heading back home with a teddy bear keychain I had bought on the way for Taehyung. Was I supposed to be so happy about it? Wow, I was even feeling heat reach up to my cheeks thinking about him. I was an absolute mess.

I managed to reach by 8 PM and stared at the giant door with excitement. I really wanted to see what he was doing right now without him knowing. Does it sound too creepy? Who cares anyway.

I sneakily walked in, trying my very best to not make any sound. I looked around to find the area empty. He could be in the kitchen maybe? I walked further and entered the kitchen to find a set of delicacies kept on the table. The savory aroma in there was impressive. He was not too bad after all.

Taehyung wasn't here either so I walked to the living room again from the opposite side, hoping to find him. And Bingo!

There he was, body curled up at the extreme end of the large couch, and head resting on the couch's arm. I subconsciously smiled to myself and walked closer to his sleeping figure.

Once I was there, I bent down on my knees and had a closer look at him. He was still wearing the grey and slightly oversized jumper from before. Hair tousled, lips parted, eyes closed, and hands lying on the couch. He looked so peaceful and so...perfect.

I observed his features over and over again. I couldn't get tired of it. Never.
That mole on the tip of his nose was probably my favourite part on his face. No, maybe his naturally pink lips. Or maybe his uneven eyelids. Fuck it, I love everything about his goddamn face.

I ran a hand through his fluffy hair, feeling them slightly tickle my skin. He leaned into the touch and shuffled slightly, snuggling into himself closer.

Soft and slow breaths were heard from the boy before me. I couldn't help but giggle at the way his lips formed a pout and eyes squinted every now and then.

"Taehyung." I whispered, while leaning closer. Somehow, the close proximity didn't bother me anymore. It felt so peaceful yet so thrilling.

He hummed but didn't bother opening his eyes.
"It's me." I whispered again. He stayed mum for a few seconds but his eyes fluttered open the moment he realized who it was.

He stared at me with widened eyes, without a blink, probably shocked by how close I was.

"You're back?" He shot up and sat on the couch, a little flustered. I smiled to myself before standing up from the ground and looking down at him.
"Yeah, just got back. Did I take too long?" I asked awkwardly, not knowing if I could even make up an excuse at the moment.

"Yeah, you did." He got up, rolling his eyes and walking back to the kitchen.

Ah fuck, I messed up real bad. What do I do now? Will he not talk to me anymore? No way. But he did all of that for me and I just walked out. Argh I hate myself.

"Hey Taehyung, wait up!" I chased after him. Yes. I had to do something.
"Come on, I'll help you." Before he could, I reached out for the plates and took them out to set them on the table. I sighed in relief once I was done. Gosh, this is hard. Is he even gonna talk to me?

Soon, the table was arranged. All sorts of dishes and their aroma made me realize I was basically starving. I wanted to eat all of that like a pig but a sad Taehyung sitting across from me wasn't helping.

"I'm sorry." I said, without giving it much thought. It wasn't that hard to apologize, especially when I was at fault. He looked up from his plate with a poker face.

"Why are you sorry?" He asked nonchalantly. And was this sentence supposed to hurt so much?

"Taehyung please. Just accept my sorry, I feel bad. Stop with that sad face." I couldn't tell him I was sorry cause I knew he took a day off for me but I was missing his smile so bad. What else was I supposed to do?