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Taehyung's POV
There were times in my life where I have questioned my actions. The times where I was unsure of the things I am doing. They weren't ample and that's why I had always overthinked them . Just as I was right now . With every punch thrown at the punching bag while the force ran up my hands just as equally as it was exerted on the hanging object , I felt the rush in me .
Felt my heart thudding with only one person in my mind . Y/n . I threw another punch as her face flashed right in front of my eyes . The punches only got rapid , faster , with my hands slowly going under the grasp of exhaustion . Yet my mind was still running across all the moments I had spent with her and each time it only brought me to one conclusion. I was always the one to close our distance.
Everytime I tried to hold it , it only brought us closer . And whenever I found myself approaching her it had a single reason. I gave the final blow to the punching bag , feeling the excruciating pain on my knuckles as I reached the conclusion. Each time , I craved for Y/n to understand my point. I found myself closer to her every time because my hunger to be understood only grew .
May it be the reason that I wanted to assure her that her scars weren't repulsive, or having her in my team . The reason why she was needed here or to boost her self confidence. I didn't know why every time I saw her in a vulnerable state , the beast inside me would whimper as well . Would push me to the edge and give up on all the guards I tried to pull up only for them to fall down.
" Oooo , which poor thing is going to recieve its death from your hand today ?" A voice interrupted my calloused thoughts , snapping me out of my state . I turned back to find Min-jun stepping in while eyeing the bag which had a puncture then. I think I went harder than usual. " Just practising . "
He nodded his head although I could clearly tell that he hadn't believed my words in any way. Min-jun always made it too easy to read through him . He was here to talk . That was written clearly on his face as he still stood there looking at my state , clearly out of energy, drenched in sweat and my knuckles might not have blood on them ? My very own on the contrary.
" Sure . The hands get murderous easily, don't they ?" He teased me .
" Just spill it . Why are you here? "
" Saw you peeking in Lee's room this morning."
I bit my lips on hearing him . Why did his eyes have to roam everywhere and pick on every little detail of livelihood? Just why ?
" Oh ! That was nothing." Min-jun wasn't an easy one to fall for that obvious, stupidious statement . He didn't.
" Really? As far as the walls told me , you might or might not have an agreement going on with her where she needs to wake you up every morning at an inhumane hour . But now the tables have turned or something ? " Sheesh! This one knew everything about my life . " It came out that way under the heat of the moment. Plus I was just checking this morning. I thought there was someone in the room because I heard noises . "
