A Tweak In Time (KTH) •Ongoing•

▶ Chapter IV

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"I lost all of my chances to have you,

but you have your unused chances left."

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Taehyung never in his life had thought that he would be sitting in an interrogative room and that too having her blood related sole enemy as his interrogator. But the difference being that his enemy wasn't an officer nor did he commit any crime.

The unidentified woman ushered Taehyung to sit on the couch while she brewed some chamomile tea to calm her nerves. The weird girl was made comfortable in the dining table while she had Taehyung all to herself.

"Tell me, how were the pancakes?" She asked calmly whilst sipping her tea. Her eyes scrutinized his moves as her eyes were hooked on his expressions like a hawk.

"They were...good." Taehyung chose this adjective because he didn't wanted to boost his sister's already high ego. The said woman smacked her crimson lips in distaste as she carefully place her China cup back on the wooden table.

"I expect even a better response, Tae. You know I don't like half-hearted answers. Unleash your true emotions, I won't bite." She winked at the end to which Taehyung's nostrils flared as he struggled to keep his calm.

Don't snap, don't snap, don't snap. Just don't.

"Who was I kidding?" He smiled through his gritted his teeth, "They were exceptionally scrumptious. You're a real MasterChef at making pancakes, Younha." Taehyung said and to exaggerate his words, he rubbed his hands over his tummy as his eyelids rolled back in contentment.

His sister hummed in satisfaction as she diligently took another sip of her chamomile tea. Her gaze then wandered off to the dining kitchen on where the lady was sitting up straight as her eyes wandered around her surroundings in sheer boredom. A playful smile escaped on her lips as an idea swirled inside her head and to say, Taehyung absolutely detested that look on her.

"You know that her and I had a talk last night when you assigned me to change her drenched her clothes?" She initiated the talk which got his attention when she mentioned 'her', "She's a very queer personality that I'd like to explore, if that is, you don't mind." She grinned.

"Don't tell me this is another one of your 'analysing humans' project, and if that's it then take her I don't care. She's not my property nor I'm her father." Taehyung rolled his eyes as he leaned back on the couch after sensing that the topic of conversation wasn't about him.

"Who said I'm going to analyse her, I'm just simply wish to know about her more. She seems...interesting." She said to him as her eyes diverted towards the figure in the dining room once again. The lady was now making herself occupied by examining the neatly organised cutlery on the island kitchen. Her eyes seemed to sparkle at every little thing before it disappeared amongst the same cold storm in her eyes and Younha wasn't the one to fail in noticing that.

"Then she's all yours, ask her name for me please because I can't bother. I'm going to work now so do whatever the heck you want with her while I'm gone but remember that you told me that you were straight on your birthday last year." Taehyung got up from his seat and advanced towards his room before his sister could throw anymore slippers at him.