Adrenaline [ KTH ]

9

Taehyung looked at Dasom for a second and his eyes shifted to her bandaged hand.

" How is your hand? " he asked.

" Who was she? " Dasom didn't answer but questioned him instead. She saw how his eyes looked to the side, avoiding her intense gaze.

" She was my secretary a few years ago, but she betrayed me. " he managed to say casually even though Judy almost made Taehyung's company bankrupt.

Dasom looked at him for a moment and went back to the kitchen to finish making breakfast for her husband. Taehyung looked at her disappearing figure for a moment hoping that she would turn around and say something, but she didn't. Taehyung took his phone from his nightstand and dialed a number.

" Hello? " a voice was heard from the other line.

" I need your help. Let's meet up today, I'll text you the address. " Taehyung said grabbing his car keys from the same nightstand.

Dasom was eating her breakfast when she saw her husband going downstairs in a rush. She looked at his disappearing figure and just sighed seeing the food she prepared unfinished and even untouched. Today she had an appointment at the hospital to do some blood tests, but she had gotten a message saying that the appointment was canceled for some reason. Miyeon took a day off so Dasom was left home all alone. She had some thoughts in her mind so Dasom decided to go out for a walk. She texted Taehyung saying that she was going out and she would be home in an hour, but she didn't receive a reply.

Taehyung was impatiently sitting on a chair in a cozy coffee shop waiting for one particular person to join him. He was looking through the window when the person he was waiting for showed up. His irritated face was looking at him with a questioning gaze. Taehyung looked at him feeling guilty and stupid.

" Why did you want to see me? " the man asked.

" Look. I know that we're not on good terms right now, but I need your help. " Taehyung said.

" What kind of bullshit did you do now? " the man got comfortable in his chair as if waiting for an interesting story to hear.

" I fucked up, okay? " Taehyung started to get mad, but not at the guy, but at himself.

" I know. But I wonder how. " the man smiled mockingly.

" I forgot about Dasom's appointment yesterday and when she got home late I misunderstood her and told her shit I wasn't supposed to. " Taehyung hit his head on the table.

" You didn't invite me here to help you out did you? " the man laughed at Taehyung making him angry.

" Yes, yes I did. " Taehyung looked at him with burning eyes.

" I ain't gonna help, I am waiting for the moment she tells me that she wants a divorce from you. " the man laughed again.

" Listen, Jihoon. I know that you're her brother, but this is never going to happen. " Taehyung was getting even angrier.

" And why is that? Do you perhaps love my sister? " Taehyung looked at Dasom's brother for a moment.

" No. " Jihoon looked at Taehyung with anger.

" Then this conversation is over between us. " Jihoon stood up and left the coffee shop as well as leaving Taehyung sitting there all surprised.

Dasom was walking by the river. It was already evening. She left in the morning and hasn't returned home ever since. The view was gorgeous and it reminded her of her mother. They used to go out in the evenings like this and have small talks about a particular topic. Dasom was looking at the people around her smiling happily to their partners or enjoying their time alone when a red bike stopped right in front of her. She looked at the man who was wearing a matching helmet and looked away avoiding the chat.

" Do you need a ride home? " the biker asked.
" No, thank you. " she started walking, but the man got up from his bike and caught her arm.

" I think that you do," he said. Dasom looked at him and at his hand that was holding her wrist.

" Don't touch me, I am a married woman. I will break your hands if you touch me ever again. " she harshly took away her arm. The man chuckled and took off his helmet.

" Do you still want to walk home? " he asked.

" Do you want to die, Kim Taehyung? I will lock you outside the house. How did you find me? " she looked at him and then suspiciously eyed the bike.

" I simply looked at your location through my phone. " he showed his cellphone. Dasom just rolled her eyes.

" Now hop on. You don't want to fall sick, do you? " he gave her the helmet. She looked at him wide-eyed.

" I'm not getting on this thing. Don't you even think about it. I choose life, thanks. " Taehyung just smiled at her.

" I'll go slow. " he tried to assure her.

" If I die, I'll haunt you," she said putting her helmet on and Taehyung smirked in victory.

They sat on the bike and Taehyung drove off faster than Dasom thought he would. She snaked her arms around his torso hugging him tight. Dasom somehow fell in love with the ride. She finally felt the feeling speed gives. She put one hand in the air feeling the cold wind kissing her skin while the other was still tightly holding her husband. Dasom felt like a bird from a fairytale. She felt freedom and warmness. She felt complete.