Veiled In Ice, Heart So Fragile ♡

CHAPTER II ~ 💗UNRAVELLING RESISTANCE💗

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"She was never meant to matter, yet she had become the gravity that pulled him in, the storm that unsettled him, and the one thing he couldn't walk away from."

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CHAPTER - II ~ Unravelling Resistance

🎧: "Control" - Halsey

🌈AUTHOR's POV:

A week had passed since Y/N and Taehyung had begun sharing the same bench, settling into a quiet but unmistakable rhythm and something unspoken hung in the air between. Their interactions were minimal, but there was an undeniable shift-one that neither fully understood nor acknowledged. The tension between them, though subtle, was like gravity-silent, relentless.

One day, as Y/N was unloading her things from her locker, humming to herself as she rummaged for her books. Her shirt lifted slightly when she tried getting the books out, revealing a hint of her waist, but she was too absorbed to notice the group of guys nearby, their gazes lingering far too long.

Taehyung happened to pass by just then, his eyes naturally drawn to Y/N's serene face as she hummed softly. But his admiration quickly shifted to anger as he noticed the guys nearby, their smirks and shameless stares directed at her.

"Check her out," one muttered, nudging his friend. "Bet she'd look even better out of that outfit..."

The words ignited something in Taehyung, his fists clenching as his gaze darkened. Without thinking, he strode over, his calm demeanor replaced by a storm of fury.

The group looked up, momentarily caught off guard by Taehyung's intense glare. One of them attempted a weak laugh, shifting uncomfortably. "Chill, man. We were just-"

They were totally intimidated but didn't let it show. They knew for a fact that Taehyung didn't meddle with anyone's business but when he did, it meant you've messed up pretty bad. Taehyung never got involved in fights but when he did, he never lost.

Before the guys could comprehend how terribly screwed, they were, Taehyung grabbed their leader with the scruff of his shirt with his two minions trailing behind nervously, into an empty hallway. He didn't wait for another second and started beating them with no mercy whatsoever. His fists flying in controlled but relentless rage, each blow delivering the message he wanted to send, loud and clear.

"Don't you dare disrespect any girl again," he growled, his voice as cold as his gaze. "And stay away from Y/n." Each word was laced with venom, leaving the group shaken and bloodied as he released them with one final shove.

Breathing heavily, Taehyung straightened his jacket and turned back to find Y/N, who was still at her locker, blissfully unaware of what had just happened. He approached her, carefully draping his jacket over her shoulders. Taehyung approached her from behind, his presence so close she could feel the heat radiating off his body. Before she could react, his jacket was suddenly draped over her shoulders, the weight of it sending a flutter of nerves through her. Her heart raced, her stomach knotted with a mix of confusion and something else-something warm. His breath ghosted across the back of her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

Her heart raced at the sudden closeness; her stomach exploded in butterflies as his breath brushed her cheek. "Taehyung ---" she whispered, cheeks flushing from surprise and something deeper.

But as quickly as the moment had come, it turned. Taehyung's hands pressed against the locker on either side of her, effectively trapping her in place his face unreadable. Already fazed by all that was happening Y/n gathered up some courage and lifted her gaze through her thick and long eyelashes only to be met with Taehyung's fierce one. His eyes, usually so guarded, now burned with something raw-a mix of anger and something else she couldn't quite place.