Forgive me God but I don't like my classmates.
I just can't.
I was so upset about everything going on around me. There was a rumour going on among them that my father was some wealthy businessman and against his wishes, I was dating a delivery boy.
Few girls who had attended middle school with me had the impression that I was secretly married to a rich old dude but at the same time secretly going out with a delivery boy.
The girl who was supposed to bring a bag more expensive than mine tried but turned out the bag Sunhee made me wear the next day was even more expensive.
Kang picked and dropped me everyday in the black car from the first day and my classmates hated that too.
They hated everything about me because everything about me was overpriced. I hated that more.
The week had gone by like that and I couldn't deal with it anymore. I went to the exit and saw the black car waiting for me.
So when Kang picked me up, telling me I was going to see Taehyung, I just hoped in the car before he could even complete the sentence.
He took me to Taehyung's place but instead of dropping me off at the entrance, he came inside with me and took the elevator to the roof. I came out to find Taehyung waiting for me, dressed in his black custom suit and sunglasses.
It was simple, really, but he looked so so good a part of me couldn't help but wonder if I actually deserved him.
If he was actually real... standing there looking at his watch and then perking up as he saw me... or was this just a dream??
He outstretched a hand and I walked towards him . He pulled me into himself, kissing my forehead gently.
"How have you been?" He asked over the noise of the chopper right in front of us.
"I missed you" I just smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Are you up for a little travel?" He asked as he held my hand and walked me towards our not so gentle looking transport. I gulped as I looked at it but didn't say much.
Since childhood I had been afraid of helicopters, I just always imagined they would chop off my head with their blades if I got near.
Taehyung probably noticed my fear and so he put his hand around me, so my face was buried in his chest until we reached the inside. He fastened my seatbelt.
"So you don't run off," he said in a husky seductive voice and smiled again.
"I w-won't"
"Are you comfortable here?" He asked.
I nodded.
"We'll be flying to Daegu" he ruffled my hair and then took out his laptop, already getting back to work.
I looked outside the window, down at everything I was leaving behind. It looked so small it probably didn't even matter but... it was there and I knew that at some point I had to go back down there.
I felt sick, maybe it was the ride. Or anxiety. Or just everything combined, I don't know. So I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
"Are you Okay?" He asked with a concerned voice.
"Mhmm, just my first time being airborne"
"Oh. Well," he shut down his Mac and put a hand around me, gently rubbing my arm "It's Okay, I got you"
Something about his warmth and deep voice calmed me down as he whispered reassuring things to me. I snuggled in closer to him and he held me there, just like that. Patting my head, kissing the top of my head, rubbing my arm.
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Hurt Me Not | Reply Me Not S2
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