~ y/n story with a little taekook ~
Start: March 6, 2022
Updates: Every 1st and 3rd Monday of the month
Yoona:
Do you remember that girl who sits in the back corner in class? That girl who no one wants to talk to cause she's weirdly quiet and alwa...
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•• Yoona I didn't hear anything else after that. All I know was I couldn't stop my tears from falling, no matter how hard I tried. I dug my head under JK's arm, in the expectation that it will keep me safe from the ladies who have attacked me earlier. Still unsure who they were, and if they have somehow mistaken me for somebody else, I tilted my head to see his facial expression. The only expression on his face at the moment though, was fury. His brows were furrowed, it looked like it hurt.
We walked back to the building, my sobs were calmer than they were when we were outside, but still sobbing, nonetheless. He stated to rub my arm, trying to calm me down. I assume that me not responding to any of his questions made him realize that I'm in no talking mood.
However, he kept apologizing, and I can't figure out why. None of this was his fault. If anything, he's the one who has helped me, and he didn't even have to.
•• JK Can I really protect her from this cruel world I have chosen to live in? She's already going through her own struggles, so who do I think I am to add on to that? What has she ever done to deserve all this? "I'm so sorry Yoona.." was all I can say while I was rubbing her arm.
I have seen the many faces of Yoona, her being shy, her being flirty, her being jolly and her being very sweet. This, however, was not one I have seen; though I know I'd see it one day. Considering the very sad note that I have seen, I didn't expect to hate seeing her like this. She's so vulnerable, like a kid. I've felt very protective of her from day one, but what I didn't put into consideration was that I'm the one who's causing this chaos.
Yoona: Please stop apologizing. None of this is your fault.
JK: But it is.. it's entirely my fault.
Yoona: How is that even possible?
JK: I'll tell you everything upstairs.
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•• Yoona The elevator ride was very quiet, almost eerie. Both of us not knowing what to say, but none of us want to let go. It felt like we were both conflicted.
When we reached our floor, Yoongi was in the hallway, as if he knew what to expect. What he heck is going on that I feel like I'm the only clueless person here? JK's phone started to ring, and when he answered I can hear how agitated he was. They both ushered me inside their apartment, telling me that they need to talk to me about what happened and that I'll understand once they explain.
JK took me to his bathroom, handed me a towel and one of his shirts. He swiftly removed his too, showing his majestic abs (Yoona, this isn't the time to get distracted) and put on a fresh one.
He apologized once more and left me there so I can wash my sticky hair and face, and asked me to join them in the living room when I'm done.
