Under His Fur Coat - Kim Taehyung Special Short Series

Chapter 5

Under his fur coat 5

Y/n's pov

I rolled and shuffled with my eyes closed. My attempts to fall asleep completely failed. My mind wouldn't rest, heart wouldn't stop dwelling in all sorts of confused thoughts.
I remained motionless for a while under the duvet.
I couldn't take it anymore. I gave up on sleep and kicked the sheets away.

I sat up and looked at the clock. It was just after 2am. I could see him sat still on the sofa, resting his head. He hadn't moved an inch.
So what now?
He doesn't even want to sleep next to me?!
I stared at him bitterly.

After few minutes of glaring, I slowly got off and walked closer to him. If he asks I could just say I wanted the book. I leaned forward and noticed he was sound asleep. Breathing deeply, I watched him for a moment. I didn't want to wake him up, but he could get cold. I just couldn't ignore him. I walked past him to where I was sat earlier and took his fur coat in my hand.
Walking back, I placed it over him to make sure he was warm and adjusted it to cover his upper body.
But he took me by surprise and moved suddenly. He didn't just move, he moved as if he's about to thrash me to the ground. His one hand grasped my wrist and the other clutched my neck tightly as he flung himself on me.

"Argh!"
I screamed struggling to breath under his hold, while shoved into the corner of the sofa.
Tae: "Y/n!"
He exclaimed, immediately loosening his hands.
I coughed trying to catch my breath.
Tae: "Y/n ah... I'm... I'm sorry."
He said as he wrapped his arms around me and took me into his chest.
Tae: "Are you ok?"
He questioned as I stared at him, trying to steady my breath. My eyes watery due to the struggle. I really wanted to cry, but I would just look pathetic.
Y/n: "I was...just trying to..."
I blinked.
Tae: "I know. You don't have to explain."
He interrupted before I finished.
Tae: "I'm sorry. It's just me."
He said with a sigh and lifted me up in his arms, before walking towards the bed.
Tae: "Are you ok?"
He asked again worriedly after placing me on the bed.
Y/n: "I'm fine."
I lied, I wasn't really.
I looked at him, still in bewilderment.
My throat was still tight and achy. I'm sure it'll get better soon. But I didn't want him to kick himself over it.

I guess it was his mafia instincts. Maybe he thought someone was attacking him or it could just be a bad dream. I didn't really want to enquire since I didn't think he'd give me clear answer.

Tae: "Hm. Sleep."
He softly murmured and turned away.
I quickly grabbed his wrist.
Y/n: "Where are you going?"
It's middle of the night.
Tae: "I got some work."
He smiled unwinding my fingers around his wrist. Keeping the smile, he pulled the duvet over me.
Holding onto it, I watched him disappear through the door.
I closed my eyes even though I knew I would not be able to sleep.
Maybe I should just try.

Author's pov

She sat in front of her dinner. Eating very slowly, trying to stay awake for as long as possible. Taehyung hadn't returned. She wondered what would keep him so busy, although deep inside she knew it's probably his mental dilemmas about their relationship.

Mr Yip placed the carving knife on the silver tray and cleared his throat. Distracted from drowning in her own thoughts, she looked at him.
Mr Yip: "Erm... My lady, The young master phoned."
He said as she stared at him.
Mr Yip: "He said he wouldn't come home tonight. So he asked you not to wait."
After staring at him curiously she frowned.
Y/n: "It's MY choice whether I choose to wait for him or not. He doesn't have any rights to order me around."
She replied coldly and looked down at her dinner plate.
Mr Yip stood still, slightly surprised by the bold reply.
He bowed and turned towards the kitchen.
Y/n: "Mr Yip."
She called as he was about to enter the kitchen.
Y/n: "Where is he?"
She questioned looking at him while holding the fork close to her mouth, about to take a bite.
Mr Yip: "He's at one of his Villas."
Y/n: "I would like to see him."
She said as she took the bite from the fork.
Mr Yip: " I don't know if he will agree my..."
Y/n: "Tell him I'm leaving tomorrow morning. And I would like to see him before that. I'm sure He will agree."
She interrupted him with confidence and went back to her plate of food.