Chapter 20

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Taehyung's POV

Never before had I been able to give in so readily to my feelings...

Jimin had it right when he said that expectations are the cause of misery.

I couldn't understand, couldn't make sense of what was wrong despite thinking about each minute with her thoroughly. Is there anything I could have done wrong to cause her to cut me out of her life as she did? At least as long as I am present in the hotel, her room door is always shut. So did the door to her heart.

There is no point in trying again tonight, but what can I do? Our last night in Paris...if I don't see her tonight, I don't know if I will ever see her again. After our tour is over, should we fail to speak again, what we have would become a memory.

It shouldn't just be a memory.

The thought alone of us becoming strangers after all that we shared sends a shiver down my spine. I want to scream and shout at her for hurting me this way. However, at the same time, I want to hug her and hold her hands and ask her if she is doing okay.

I make my way towards her room corridor and just as I turn around the corner, I am met with the most pleasant surprise.

Y/n.

For a second my mind grew blank and I almost stumbled back with the impact of her frame as she crashed into me without looking.

"HEY!" I call out of excitement in an awkwardly high pitch but I can't help it, it's been days since I caught even a glimpse of her, even a look on her face and...

Now that I look at her face, her expression is not one of being pleased

"Glad that I found you here because I was just coming to see you!"

"you're such a jerk, Kim Taehyung" she scoffed, her gaze sharpening into my soul. I could see the hate in the way she said those venomous words...I didn't know what was going on...

"Y/N I-"

I tried to reason but she cut me short as she stepped forward towards me and I realized I was cornered, despite being taller than her. She no longer seemed smaller though, fury was all I could feel, but what for I had no idea.

"You seriously think you can get away with those disgusting tactics of yours, huh!?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about! wait a sec, just-"

Suddenly she shoved a couple of papers like postcards in my hands and I watched as she took a few steps away from me, giving me space or to give herself space...almost as if it hurt her to stay close to me, she was tearing up.

I got a chance to scan her to see how she was, taking in her presence, and I could see that she was miserable. So so miserable as if she hadn't slept in days...her face sulking and her body so fragile.

I remembered the thing she had handed me as I turned my eyes away from her to see.

They were weird notes or postcards like papers, with red painted greetings of all sorts

"what are these?" I asked in a low whisper so as not to trigger her again. The look she gave me at my words was so spiteful, that it made me want to hide. Why were the eyes that once looked at me with such affection now looking at me in disgust?

"Stop playing around, Taehyung, I'm warning you to stop playing around with me!"

I felt delusional, standing in the hallway, unable to move or think clearly. It hurt when she looked at me with such intense hatred in her eyes as if suddenly all the moments they had shared before of love and passion just didn't matter anymore.

I didn't know why I was being blamed for something I never did. What was the deal about the stupid notes? Why did she hate me so freaking much that she couldn't even bear to look me in the eye?

It hurt me more than I could ever admit

"Look, I seriously can't understand you right now, Y/N, if me sitting in front of your room bothered you so much I'm sorry I won't do it again but what are these?"

"Don't you act innocent, I know you slipped them in!" she said. Argued again, irrationally, again and again insisting I send her those hideous notes when I didn't.

I was at a loss for words, I didn't know what to say.

Besides, how bothered could a person be by genuine greeting cards? It could be some admirer, anyone. A friend. It was harmless, so I couldn't understand why she was triggered by them. I didn't know why she was acting this way. Once she turned around and walked back to her room, I had no reason to stop her. Because I didn't know her at all.

Strangely, I hadn't known Y/N at all.

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I'M SO SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE SOONER, AND SO SO SORRY FOR THIS UPDATE BEING SO SHITTY HONESTLY. I bet the reader will be very unhappy with the way this chapter turned out to be, I'll try to make up for it, due to my inability to come to update on Wattpad, I now have a very haphazard draft , I'm sorry. 

At this point in the story, I can see I'm not doing well as a writer. I'll continue to experiment and practice for better results, Wattpad is a very good platform for that. I hope you guys forgive me once. 

Also, there is going to be a time jump in the story. Hope you guys like that?

Lots of love, and seeking your forgiveness <3

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