Under His Fur Coat - Kim Taehyung Special Short Series

Chapter 7

Y/n's PoV

I fidgeted with the end of my dress while sat on the sofa with my legs curled. I haven't really done anything useful other than dwell in his thoughts.
All I could think about was him and the way his hands wrapped around my neck. His soft kiss had left my heart crippled. Now I'm sat here longing to see his face and feel his touch.
The suffering seemed to have made me grow somber through the day.
It was almost midnight. Why does he always do this? A deep yearning sigh escaped my chest as I stood up to walk to the bed.
As I did, all the lights went off at once and I was stood in the room engulfed in darkness. I stood still for some reason.
Waiting. Is it him? A wishful thought.

"My lady..."
I heard the voice of a maid by the door.
I stared at her, hiding my disappointment. I really wanted it to be him like the other night. She bowed before walking towards me with a large candle jar in her hand. A single wick was burning brightly.
I watched her place it on the table and look at me.
"The emegency power is shut down for some reason. The guards are looking at the issue. Mr Yip said not to worry, we will have the lights back on soon."
She reassured.

Y/n: "It's fine. I don't mind it to be honest."
I said dropping my eyes to the burning candle.
She bowed and walked away shutting the door behind her. I sat back down watching it. Somehow the serenity held in the life of this little flame was quite indescribable. Just watching it seemed to soothe my heavy heart. I got distracted as a drop of tear rolled off my right cheek. I didn't even realize it forming in my eye. I took a deep breath and blew, putting it off completely in one go.
I wasn't going to let that small flame put off the fire burning in my heart.
I wanted to keep it burning. For him. So I could burn him for punishing me like this. For making me suffer with this pain of love and longing.
I curled back into the sofa again and closed my eyes.
That's when I heard the footsteps.
He's here. Right here.
My skin shivered. Heart paused before it began racing.

Following a metallic click, a flame appeared close to the candle.
The hand holding the lighter was so familiar to me. I moved my eyes up.

He's wearing his favorite fur coat, buttoned up. His neck and chest still visible and glowing in candle light. I could tell he's not wearing a shirt beneath it, again.
His Jaws clenched, eyes hidden under his curled black hair curtaining third of his face. It made him look mysteriously beautiful, and captivating. But, the self within me who's  deprived of his love was in no mood to admire it.

My gaze dropped back to his hands again. He lit the candle again with his lighter and tossed it onto the sofa behind him.
I didn't care anymore. Wasn't afraid nor hesitant. I just wanted to pour out everything and just be done with it. Without moving, I gave him a cold glance and reached my hand to drown that little dancing flame back into the molten wax.
He tightly clutched my wrist.
I tried to snatch it back pushing his hand away with my other hand. He's incredibly strong. I didn't stand a chance. But that didn't stop me from fighting.
I got agitated, my eyes began filling with tears. It's not because I didn't have the strength to fight him, it's all the feelings boiling inside so far. slowly reaching the top and beginning to pour out. I hate crying, always. But sometimes, I can't control it.

Y/n: "Don't touch me."
I quavered between my lips with muted sniffles.
But, I wanted him to, really badly.

He gripped both of my wrists pushing me back into the corner of the sofa. Within seconds I was caged under his slender majestic form. Incapable of escaping.
My breaths grew short and agitated as he brought his face closer to mine. What's surprising was that he was also in the same state. I could feel the frustration in his heated breaths brushing over my face.
Why? How dare you make this all look like my fault?

Tae: "Why did you do this if you had decided to stay?"
He whispered harshly while the tips our noses touched, his teeth grinding between his slightly parted lips.
Y/n: "Why did YOU do it then? This whole drama of marriage, if you were gonna let me go in the end?"
I struck back, again in my quavering voice grabbing the lapel of his fur coat angrily.