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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I watched as he cradled her in his arms, holding her close while she swayed gently.
"I would never let her swing so low. I would have held you securely, Y/n,"
I whispered to myself. An unfamiliar warmth blossomed in my heart as I observed Lucas with her.
But my gaze lingered on her, and she averted her eyes from mine. Why was she avoiding me?
A sudden surge of electricity coursed through me.
"Why are you acting this way, Taehyung?"
I murmured to myself, my heart tangled in a web of unspoken emotions.
"Let's go, Tae," Jimin said, his hand gently touching my shoulder.
I nodded in response, and we all gathered around the dining table.
"Thank you all for being here tonight after so long. It warms my heart to see this house so lively," She spoke with a contented smile.
"I really like this place," Lucas chimed in.
"You're welcome to come here whenever you want," sister replied warmly.
"I consider you like a brother."
"Tae, you too. Why don't you visit more often? Jimin's always staying at your place," Jimin's sister said playfully.
"I'll come, I've just been busy," I assured her.
"Y/n, I'm so sorry for today. You had to go through all this trouble, and I feel terrible that I couldn't provide you with a better meal. I had no idea you guys were allergic to spice," she emphasized, her tone apologetic.
"It's okay," I reassured her, and
y/n chimed in, "Yes, it's completely fine."
"Let's dig into the food now, guys. I'm hungry," Jimin said, breaking the tension and starting to eat, the atmosphere filled with a sense of togetherness and understanding.
As I took a bite of the now non-spicy food, I couldn't help but notice the change. A smile crept across my face, and Jimin's sister returned it with a knowing look.
While savoring each bite, I caught Jimin placing a generous portion on Jennie's plate. Everyone's eyes darted to the exchange, and their smiles hinted at the budding connection between them.
My attention unintentionally shifted to Y/n. She struggled to cut her meat, glancing at Jennie, who effortlessly handled her meal.
Y/n attempted to mimic Jennie's actions but failed, finally eating the morsel with a hint of embarrassment.
