MADHOUSE || PJM

#48

taehyung's pov

i shouldn't have let her go like this. my sudden kiss left her perturbed, i know it and i still let her run away from me like this.

i need to clear things up, make her understand that we have history, long before jimin and yoongi got involved.

i walk from one side to the other, should i go to her? ugh.. i shouldn't have lost control and kissed her like that.

yea, i definitely need to clear things up.

determined, i get out my room and walk towards hers. i stop in front of her door, feeling a bit insecure.

i raise my hand to knock but i remember how she entered my room without doing it so with courage, i open the door.

i look around but she's not inside. where did she go? but then i hear it.

weird sounds and noises coming from the closet at the other side of the room. but my stomach twists when i recognize what kind of sounds they are.

what? no.. no no. this can't be true.
y/n.. my y/n.

i clench my fists, my whole body tensing. i remember her words.. tormenting me, punishing me.

"could you deal with it?"

i then head her calling out his name between gasps.

jimin..

i clench my jaw, my knuckles white of the pressure. feeling betrayal, jealousy and pain taking over me, a strong fury building up inside me.

"what are you doing here?"

i turn my head to find yoongi walking towards me with his eyebrows joined, questioning why i'm standing there unstable.

i can't say a word, my breathing so agitated.
yoongi walks up to me, letting out a long sigh.
"i asked what are you do-"
he stops when he hears, realizing what's going in immediately and a small smirk lifts his lips.

"i'm going to kill him."
i turn around and walk to jimin's room with fast steps, taking his gun.

yoongi follows me, barely stopping me as u leave his room with the gun in my hand.
"taehyung, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"move away, yoongi."
my voice sounds the coldest i've ever heard it, my teeth clenched and my blood boiling.

he doesn't move, so i push him away, walking with determination to her room when yoongi speaks.
"are you really going to do this to y/n?"

i stop, my hands tightening around the gun.

"you'll traumatize her if you kill him in front of her, and she'll blame herself for that. we did all this so that she wouldn't have to blame herself for the killing of her parents. who many times do i have to tell you, dumbass?!"
yoongi gives me a disgusted look.
"are you going to destroy really everything now just because she's in love with him? you're being so selfish."

those words burn my chest, my hands starting to shake slightly.
"that's not true, she doesn't love him.. she's never.."

"fall for him?"
he cuts me off.
"how stupidly blind are you, taehyung? or is it that you didn't want to notice?"

"what are you talking about? they weren't even talking."

"who said words a needed to express feelings? haven't you noticed how they look at each other? or the small smiles they share ever time they meet?"

his words remind me of the brief encounters i have seen between jimin and her, how she ignored him in the hallway but glanced at him through the corner of her eyes, how he smiled when he noticed her looking his way.

the way she blushed and looked away very time she saw jimin getting out of the bathroom with his towel, how she avoided his at all costs, becoming nervous and clumsy around him.

"she.."
i fall to my knees, dropping the gun to the floor.

yoongi lets out a sigh.
"she loves him, taehyung."