Something In The Rain

Truth

Taehyung

Soni sits criss-cross in the middle of my bed, writing in her little notebook. While I'm leaning over my sketchbook at my desk, glancing over at her every couple of minutes or so, then sketching the details of her face on the page. I've come to love drawing her, it makes me appreciate her beauty more than ever. She's wearing one of my tee shirts, which looks like a dress on her, with all her hair tied up in a high ponytail—chewing her lip while scribbling into her notebook. She's been at my apartment for a week now, we went and grabbed some clothes from her apartment but she always seems to be wearing something of mine. I can tell that she's been avoiding her apartment, but I never asked why. I don't want to push her into anything, which is the same reason I hadn't asked about her now ex-fiance. 

When I brought him up the night of the club, she just said made it clear that she called off the engagement without any more of an explanation. I thought at the time it was better not to ask because it was apparent she didn't want to talk about it. But, since she's been with me all week and ignores her phone when it rings or chimes, or simply turns it off completely. Now I've become curious and don't know how to bring it up with her. "You okay?" Soni asked pushing me out of my thoughts. I turn in my chair to get a better look at her, she looks confused and her head is tilted to the side slightly, peering at me through her bangs. I place my pencil down and close my sketchbook, "Can I ask you something?". I watch her eyebrows pull together, she nods slowly, closing her notebook and placing it at her side. "Is there a reason why you don't want to be home?" She looks taken aback by the question. "Not that I don't like having you here", I quickly recover, "It just seems like you're avoiding something, your phone rings a couple of times a day and you either don't answer or turn your phone off." She looks away from me, I sit patiently for an answer. 

Soni

I knew he would catch on eventually, but I wasn't expecting it to be this soon. I thought I would have more time to recover from everything before I let Taehyung in. I turn back to him and his dark eyes are piercing right through me, swirling with confusion. I take a deep breath, preparing myself before I relived the betrayal. "That night at the club, I was there with my best friend." The words poured out of my mouth with a bite. I looked passed Taehyung while the memories slowly crept into my mind. "When we separated so I can go let her know I was leaving, I somehow ended up in the private rooms, hoping it was a bathroom. But, when I opened the door, I saw my fiance and my best friend in bed together." By this point, my voice was lower than a whisper. When I finally met Tae's gaze again, his eyes were darker than I had ever seen them, his jaw twitched slightly, and his hands balled into fists. My confession sits in the eerie silence of the room. I can hear Taehyung's husky breathing from across the room. "Did you only leave with me that night to get back at him?" My head snaps up from my hands, shaking it. "No, I left with you because I wanted to. I didn't know they were doing this. Ever since I called the engagement off, my mom has been calling nonstop, along with Hoseok and Ann. It was only a matter of time until my mom would show up at my doorstep with smoking coming out of her ears." I explain quickly, I don't want Tae to feel like he was a backup plan, or that I was using him. In the time we have spent together I have grown to care for him deeply. 

"Why'd you leave the morning after the club?" This question is harder than the last one. I huff out a breath, I can't read the expression on his face. His eyes have gone dark, he's ramrod straight and every fiber in my body is screaming to rub the tension out of his shoulders. "I convinced myself that I would be dragging you down. I don't want my parents to break the person that you are, you are free and able to do whatever it is you want. It's not a question that my parents wouldn't approve of you, and that would either go one of two ways. They would try to break you down and build you up into the person they want you to be for their benefit, or keep me away from you completely so you can't 'ruin' the perfect daughter they have created." My shoulders sag at the realization of this entire situation. I shouldn't be here. I just openly admitted that I would never be able to commit to Taehyung, our relationship would never be normal because no matter how much I avoid my mother, her iron grip on me has not wavered. All the freedom I've been experiencing up until this point, I still have felt nothing but guilt, my mother's voice still ringing in the back of my head in everything I've been doing since calling off the engagement with Hoseok. I meet Taehyung's dark sad eyes and my heart shatters. I've hurt him, regardless if my intentions were never to use him to feel that freedom, I have been, and at some point, I did plan on coming back to my reality. I just never thought I would be this soon. "I think...I think you should go." That is all he says before he stands from the desk chair and leaves the room without a glance back.