Bittersweet

15: Jack in the Box

"Hi Jisoo-ssi."
Taehyung gave his co-worker his delightful boxy smile. But it just flustered the smaller figure. She dropped her bubble tea and her cheeks flushed,
"O-o-um-I-yeah-I-didn't-see-you..."
Jisoo awkwardly laughed. This was highly unlikely of her. Taehyung was concerned about her. Jisoo was smart, witty and least likely to act nervous. He took a step towards her,
"You okay Jisoo-ssi?"
Jisoo backed down, still visibly awkward,
"Yeah... I'm totally fine... You know?"
"You don't seem like your usual self."
"Maybe the hot weather."
She awkwardly giggled again. A fake one to be precise. Taehyung poked his cheek with his tongue. The weatger wasn't too hot. It was actually rather cool. She was hiding something. Taehyung shrugged,
"Anyways I was heading towards the hospital wing. Would you like to accompany..."
"YES!"
Jisoo cut him off, unlikely of her. Taehyung just shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing.
They walked down the corridors. Jisoo was acting kinda weird. She was visibly nervous and was stealing glances at Taehyung. But Taehyung was way too oblivious to join the simple pieces. And in his eyes Jisoo was a friend. A very good friend.
But Jisoo was feeling something elsr. Taehyung had never looked more handsome. He was really good looking. His features were captivating. His handsome face was making Jisoo feel weak in her knees. His sharp features were enough to make her feel something inside her heart.
"Jisoo-ssi?"
Taehyung cleared his throat. Jisoo was mesmerised in him. Jisoo got startled,
"Yes Taehyung-ssi?"
"We are here and I'm going to visit Kiera..."
"That criminal?"
"Maybe she's more than just a criminal, Jisoo-ssi."
Taehyung slightly smiled. This was very unlikely of Jisoo. Jisoo was usually considerate and the one who would least likely judge someone. He just shrugged the obvious thoughts and turned the door knob.
Kiera was there. She greeted him with a mysterious smile. Her dimples were to die for, but her smile was even more precious. He hugged her and lifted her up. She smirked and wrapped her legs around his waist. She looked him eye in eye. His eyes were beautiful. He had Sanpaku eyes as well. She just stared in those deep eyes. Jungkook had doe eyes which gave her peace, but his Sanpaku eyes gave her comfort.
Taehyung on the other hand was drowning in her fierce, heterochromic cat eyes. Those eyes had a chaotic aura. That aura made him feel like breaking rules. Honestly, he faced a thrill even thinking about felony now. He was slowly morphing into Kiera's type. Maybe this was actually more than an obsession.

"Heard you were great with telling stories Doll?"
Taehyung untucked her hair from behind her ear. She was in his lap. Comfortable. She giggled,
"Yeah. Which one do you want to hear? About a poor son of a peasant or an orphan who ran away? Note that I'm giving you a choice. Why you ask? Cause you gave me one always. You saw me something other than a monster."
Taehyung felt proud of himself. His voice was soft and he nuzzled his face in the crook of Kiera's neck,
"I think I might know the peasant's story. Tell me about the orphan."
Kiera breathed in before starting,
"Once upon a time, there was a boy. His smile as bright as sun, his lips shaped just like a heart. His body scrawny. But his parents were no one. They died when he was 5. Their death was very unpleasant indeed, but the most tragic thing in his life was the orphanage. The man who owned that orphanage was strict and didn't feed the children well. He used a cane on them whenever they could. Then one day he decided to run away. Run far far far away. He ran and ran and ran. Till his feet wore off. Then one night, the enchantress found him. Cold and hungry. Shivering and weary. She took him in and gave him good. He saw people like him. He saw 11 kids. He saw princes and princesses. He saw peasants. He saw people of his own kind. For the first time in forever life wasn't about two servings of porridge anymore. Instead it was more about two smiles from the heart. He found his passion, he found love. But one day the enchantress took it all away. She picked out 6 kids away and gave them a future. He was thrown back to somewhat of a same hell again. But this time he wasn't the only one. He had a family. He had friends. He had love. One night, one of his closest of friends, Diamond couldn't take it any longer. Diamond picked up a dagger and plunged it through the enchantress' heart. He just watched. With a smile of course. This was freedom. Enchantress may have given him better food but she was cruel. That day he stepped out with his family to achieve his freedom."
Kiera was shaking. Her body was feeling numb. Taehyung was the only source of warmth to her cold body now. Taehyung held her tight,
"Shh... Calm down Doll. I'm here for you. Okay? And if you don't feel like narrating these stories, you don't have to Kiera. Rethinking what your dearest peers have gone through is going to be tiring. Beside you aren't eating anything. I know you are strong, your Royal Highness. But you need to eat to meet your Unnies and Oppas."
Kiera chuckled. He cared for him. Namjoon didn't care if she was trembling or her breathing was fast or not. Neither did Jin care. They just wanted to know the story. With sarcasm in her voice, she said,
"Oh, you're so clever Hot Stuff!"
She playfully smacked Taehyung's biceps before burrowing her face on his chest. She kept her head still and listened to his heartbeat.
"Was it about Jack of Clubs?"
Kiera stayed unbothered by his deep voice. His heartbeats were deeper,
"Yeah..."
She purred, her face still burrowed in his chest. Taehyung kept her like that. He felt calmer. He felt less tensed.
"You know Hot Stuff. At first you were just lust to me. But now you are an obsession. The way you make me feel is illegal sir."
Kiera looked him in eye. The tension between them was enough to cut a stone into two. Kiera, without any hesitation, joined her lips with his. It felt like pure chaotic heaven.