LOVE VS OBSESSION?
"You said you loved me, but I only ever felt caged."
Y/N never wanted to fall for someone like him-mysterious, broken, dangerous. But Kim Taehyung wasn't just a boy with demons. He was a storm she couldn't resist... until his love...
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Y/n Pov
I come back to my senses as he ogled me in pure trauma maybe a bit uncomfortable with my action..
" I'm -im Sorr-y, I me-an I, I shoul-ld go''
I sprinted out of that place grabbing the bag pack!??
Tae come back to my senses as he looked in pure shock and a bit uncomfortable with my action..
Taehyung's POV
I demanded her to take a seat Subsequently she stood there for a long duration, Observing the plants, flowers, tress and the fishes.
There was an unending silence in that place Only sounds I could hear was of the fishes bubbling under the crystal clear water.
I adore this place too much Me and jimin used to chatt sitting here in the summers Even so this garden turns more pretty in spring
I feel an intense stare , when I see her seated beside me
She's for sure staring at me I can feel it I can feel her gaze without even looking I feel somewhat awkward..
What's her deal now
" This place is heavenly" she exclaimed with her pupils contracting by the bright sunlight
I nod my head in a response while gulping the milk in some sort of tension in the air Which leads me spilling it in my tshirt
" Are you okay" she enquired
No I'm not okay , why are you staring at me in such a way my insides are swirling and I cannot even turn to look at ur face I'm scared
I wish I could say this but instead I argue
" Ask yourself if you're okay, look at ur face''?
I glance at her now " What about my face "? She replied
She touches her cheeks Immediately upon I try to get a complete view of her face .
Her face was turning pink matching her gradient lips, She has pink cheeks, no makeup, and no lines, either, I felt to squeeze her cheeks. She bit her lower lip. I notice her eyelashes, long and thick. I take time to observe at her features when I speak
" Nothing it's just pink " I answer
I drink the glass of milk to avoid her I keep drinking until the glass is empty. I look at the tress, the leaves and the flowers falling from the tress directly to the ground.
