She Ruined Me || Taehyung FF (On Hold)

22 ||

“Isn't it amazing?

When someone becomes the only one.”

❣

“Are you sure? You will be fine alone" Ara asks for the hundredth time.

Lily rolls her eyes, "Yeah. Just go, the poor guy is waiting in the cold."

"I think Jimin will ask me out today," Ara nervously nibbles her lower lip. Lily chuckles beholding her friend all timid and ruddy. She isn't used to this type of Ara.

"That's good. You are dying to go out with him anyway."

"Hey! I am not! But Lily is y-

"No, I am not sure. Just stay with me, tell him to go away," Lily sternly says, and Ara's face falls.

"Okay, I wi-

"God, Ara get out before I kick you straight in his arms."

"Call me if you need anything. Love you," Ara jumps in excitement and takes a thermos of warm tea, which she made for the lover boy with utter care.

Lily eyes her merrily bouncing out of the cabins. She walks into the room to pass her time. The cabin comprised three rooms and all were spacious. Lily dealt the room with Ara, of course.

Laying on the mattress which her mother specifically loaded for her, Lily commences reading the book. Strangely she was feeling weak and dizzy, but the eagerness and curiosity kept her up.

She was in the eighteenth chapter when a knock on th door interrupts her. Groaning in annoyance, Lily swings the door open but her grimace instantly takes off.

She open-mouthed stares at th man in front of her.

"I am hurt," he simply states. Deep and smooth voice, like a soft murmur of the tranquil ocean just like his eyes.
The familiar tingling feeling crammed her heart as Lily keeps the book aside and gestures him to walk in further.

Taehyung steps into the room and settles on the mattress. Lily rummages through her bag for the first aid box.

She hunches beside him and stares into his eyes, silently asking him where he was injured.  Taehyung caressed his nose with his knuckles and unexpectedly lays down, placing his head on her lap.

A gasp eludes from her sheer lips when she catches a glimpse of his bleeding arm. His face was facing her stomach and he slowly wraps his arms around her, giving her better access to treat his wound. Lily hisses on behalf of him while cleaning up.

"I am still pissed," he mumbles in her stomach. She could feel his steady warm breath and his cozy hold, radiating the scent of a serene ocean in the winter.

Striving not to let her breath get heavy, Lily rolls her eyes.

"Sure," she whispers. Taehyung heaves his head looking up in her eyes.

"I hated his hands on you," he admits, clenching his jaw, hands balling in fists, the same stormy hazes fogs his eyes.

Lily allows her fingers to explore his silk truffles, slowly massaging his temples to ease him down. And it worked. She saw the ocean stirring with emotions at her touch and truce washing through him. 

The waves of the ocean can be controlled by none, but one look of her galaxy eyes, and his waves are tamed. Kim Taehyung was never a man of romance, in twenty-nine years of his life, he just experienced puppy love (when he was ten). As he bridged the bar of twenty-five, he speculated he might never fall for someone, he was sure that he won't find a girl who would risk exploring his ocean.