Therapist • KTH ✔

37. Drama

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You don't know a woman until you understand what she's not saying to you.
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Amy's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night (or was it early in the morning?) to use the bathroom. It was still dark outside, and I noticed that the lights in the living room and kitchen were all turned on since we forgot to turn them off. I was still naked, but Taehyung was sleeping, and no one else was around. Squinting at the bright lights, I went over and turned off the lights in the kitchen.

When I went to the living room, I noticed Taehyung's phone lying on the couch. It was ringing on vibration mode. No one could be calling him at this ungodly hour unless it was something excruciatingly urgent or someone was dying.

Walking over to the couch, I took his phone and looked at it. The call was from an unsaved number, and the phone stopped ringing in a few seconds. I checked the time on his phone; it was 3:30 am, and I also saw that there were six missed calls from the same number. Just then, a text message from the same number pinged in. I caught a glimpse of it in the preview.

Unknown:
Tae please pick my call... I miss you. I love y....

My eyes rounded, my hands went cold, and my heart almost stopped beating for a while. I wanted to read the full message. Powering up the phone's preview screen, my eyebrows furrowed when I saw that there were many more texts too from the same number as seen in the preview screen.

Who could it be? I know it would be creepy to check his phone and read the messages. I don't want to do it although I feel as if I should.

Putting his phone back on the couch, I turned off the lights in the living room and went back to bed.

I couldn't fall asleep. Someone texted Taehyung that they miss him and love him and something more too. And they kept calling too. I bit my lips nervously.

Could it be some obsessed fan? Taehyung would definitely tell me whatever or whoever it is.

I convinced myself and struggled for a long time to fall asleep again.

June 29, 2020

Waking up to my alarm blaring at 7 am as usual, I noticed that Taehyung was up and out of bed already. I didn't have any piece of clothing on me and felt it might be awkward to walk out like that. I promptly used the bathroom, washed up and wore my clothes from yesterday that were still hanging there.

Walking out of his bedroom, I saw Taehyung sitting on the couch in the living room, still in his boxers. He was scrolling through something on his phone, and when he saw me, he put it aside and walked over to me.

"Hey... you're dressed up already? What happened, baby?" He asked me as he smiled softly and tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Umm... I felt a bit cold. That's why," I smiled awkwardly.

"Are you not feeling well? Maybe you should rest more, baby," he was worried, feeling up my forehead with his palm.

"No, Taehyung. I'm fine... when did you wake up?"

"Some time back, baby," he smiled and pecked my lips.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Yeah... why wouldn't I when you're with me?" He replied, his tone dropping an octave lower, his arms wrapped around my waist, and we kissed softly.

"Taehyung, I have to go to work today," I mumbled against his soft lips, my hands gliding over his smooth chest.

He pulled away slowly and pecked my lips a few times.
"Okay, baby. I'll be ready in two minutes, and we can leave," with that he walked into his room to get dressed.