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85~ Not mine but her

Irene's Pov

I was checking the wristwatch again and again to see the time. I don't know why Taehyung called me and told me to meet him here, I must say I was quite surprised to hear his voice which was so soft. I am nervously tapping my feet as it's giving me much anxiety to bear the fact that Taehyung is coming to meet me. What could be the reason behind this?

I have been waiting here for ten minutes and I am already feeling so impatient. I see Taehyung climbing off from his bike and placing the helmet on the seat, he begins to walk and my breath almost hitches in my throat. He is simply wearing a white t-shirt with denim, his hair is messy and fluffy, dancing with the air, and his forehead is almost covered with his fluffy hair. 

He is breathtakingly handsome without any effort. He pushes the glass door and steps inside the café. I gulp. I see him searching for me and I lift my hand to wave at him smilingly. His eyes meet mine and I gasp loudly to see his beautiful hazel eyes. My heart is beating like crazy and it hasn't any intention to become normal.

He doesn't smile, nor does he wave back. He simply walks near the table I am sitting at and stretches the chair a bit, he takes a seat there. I see his moves, he lifts his hands and rests them above the table, interlocking his fingers together, he stares at them  but does not looking at me. I can say he is upset over something. 

It's his habit he doesn't look at any woman in front of him except Amelia which I found extremely good behavior. He never looks at any girl in a dirty way which is pretty rare in boys. He has that most precious habit, staring at his girl but not at anyone. I wish every guy would be like Taehyung who knows how to respect women.

"Tell me what is bothering you, Taehyung-" I ask and motion the waiter to come near the table. I didn't even ask how he is as I already know he is not good. Something is bothering him and Kim Hyun Woon's case is one of them. I see him inhaling and exhaling deeply. 

"Noona-" he finally looks at me and my heart skips a beat. I quickly look away as it's pretty hard to look at him this way when he is not mine. He is someone else's and I don't have any right upon him. I look at the latter after a couple of moments to check if he is looking at me or not. I see him looking down at his hands, he is shaking his thumbs.

"I don't know how to say-" he sighs deeply and I extend my hand near him, I was hesitant a bit to clutch his hand to comfort him but what if he finds it disturbing? Still, I decided to clutch his hand and squeeze it gently. "You can talk to me whatever you want. Feel free to share anything-" I smile but he doesn't even raise his gaze on me. He decided to speak almost five minutes later after the waiter placed the order on the table. I stretch my arm near him to place the cup of Americano in front of him. He takes a deep breath.