Trapped | KTH

59| I Started Falling Long Before You Did

Nervousness gnawed at the pit of your stomach as Taehyung opened the door.

You found him to look exceptionally handsome today as he was wearing a black shirt that fit him perfectly over a pair of light grey joggers, his wavy black hair tumbling over his forehead perfectly. His expression was one of surprise as he eyed you up and down.

The both of you were wearing black.

Jesus, are we going to a funeral?

The death of my love for him perhaps?

Is this a bad sign? Am I not gonna succeed tonight?

Is he gonna kick me out-

Taehyung cleared his throat, impatient of waiting.

"Oh, erm... Hi." Stupid, Y/N!

"Hi." Taehyung raised an eyebrow, his arms crossing over his chest. He had his sleeves rolled up his forearms, exposing the intricate veins on his arms, distracting you for a moment.

"I-I... Uh... I was thinking... Um..." Why couldn't you say anything? Taehyung on the other hand, found it pretty amusing that you for once were nervous and stuttering. The cool mafia girl who beat everyone's ass from last month was gone, replaced by a bumbling babbling wreck.

"You were thinking?" Taehyung parroted.

"C-Could I come in?" You asked softly and the tone had definitely taken Taehyung by surprise. "I have a lot to talk about."

Please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't kick me out please don't ki-

Taehyung said nothing as he moved aside and let you in. A sigh of relief passed your lips as you walked into his familiar penthouse, which looked even prettier this time.

Step one: don't have him kick you out---success.

"Have a seat." He said as he pointed to his luxurious sofa. You nodded and thanked him as you got seated and he did so too, across from you. You sat there in silence, him regarding you with a blank gaze and you looking down at your hands.

"Are you sure you have something to say?" Taehyung asked after five minutes of eery silence.

"I..." You had a lot to say but, when you came here, you were sort of in a hurry that you didn't even go through what you wanted to tell him and how.

You looked everywhere except at him and that's when you finally noticed the strawberry shortcake's packaging in your hands.

"Here." You handed him the crème coloured package. "It's um... Strawberry shortcake. I thought you'd like it. You can eat it, if you want. Erm, could you please give me a few minutes? I came here unprepared."

Your heart was beating hard as he still kept looking at you with an empty stare, skeptically looking at the cake you were holding out to him.

After what seemed like ages, he subtly nodded and accepted the cake from you.

You kept thinking of ways to tell him everything and he kept munching on the small slice of cake. Him setting the ceramic plate on the coffee table made a clink noise, bringing you back to reality.

You looked up, about to say something but what you saw made all your words to get stuck in your throat. The corner of his lips had a tiny bit of cream over them and the temptation you were resisting was a tad bit too much for you to focus on apologising.