From Here to eternity

CH NO. 9

POV Taehyung

I came to the room and locked the door. The first thought that came to my mind was that since he told Jin Hyung to stop me, that's why Jin Hyung told me to stop changing his bandage. While me being a fool keep going to him even when he doesn't deserve it.

I just want -I just wanted him UGH!!!!!!!! I don't know why I keep going to him perhaps I think I know because I hoped that he would talk to me or maybe he would quarrel with me but all was fruitless. He never chats about anything. I always listened to him while talking to someone else from his room on call. That someone special is always that Jiminie.

I hadn't met him till now but the way he calls him I hate that, he must be someone with ugly face feathers, broken teeth, pilock, and milksop. That makes me feel much better.

And all of sudden I remembered the way his sweating shirt attached to his body and the way I could see all NO NO NO NO Taehyung snap out of it. He is very hand- no no no no he is not handsome. I need to distract myself from his thoughts.

I went straight to bed and closed my eyes. And I didn't remember when I went to sleep.

NEXT MORNING

I had an important meeting in the morning but I have to go to his graduation as per Mom, Dad, and Jin Hyung's order, so it will help me to never accept that I am going because I want to.

I came to the hall where this graduation ceremony was going to take place. the chairs are set and the hall is decorated with flowers and balloons. In the front there is a beautifully decorated stage, where a person is standing in a gown, must be a teacher, and addressing everyone to sit on their seats.

I am Taehyung so the seat is already reserved for me in the front row. I sat on the chair and greeted the people around me. The person on the stage greeted me and asked with an expression if I wanted to come and say some words but I mounted NO.

He said it was the time for the performance which we all waited for. I am not in the mood to watch any dance performance. So I took out my phone and started sorting some files.

" My name is Jungkook", I look up from my phone and there he is on the stage giving the mic to his friend. So, he was practicing for this last night. He is now telling everyone their position, his face has serious expression and I hate to admit he looks hot.

Then, he came to the center and took his position. His one hand is- Oh My God he is wearing a harness. The way the harness hangs on his body like it was meant for him to wear. Music starts to play, and people start to clap and cheer them up but I cannot hear anything, the only thing I can see is Jungkook.

The applause of the audience died down when he turned elegantly, his body in tune with the music. Yet, there was a sort of harshness to him, like he was someone who shouldn't be underestimated. His expression was according to lines of the songs which I didn't hear because the person in front of me made me feel something I never thought I would feel but I didnt quite care at the moment. Was it because I was falling in love with a boy I hardly knew? The warmth on my cheeks grew more powerful by the second. My heartbeat was growing steadily along with his moves. His dance was perfect; everything from his breathing to how his feet moved stayed in sync with every beat. If, by the end of this dance my breath is taken away, I would know the exact reason why.

My trance broke when his eyes got locked with mine and then the same thought kicked in that his eyes are the most beautiful thing that can exist in the world, which can make me rethink the decision of seeing hatred in them and I hate to admit that he has a milky way in it and his eyes- he looked away as usual.

The performance was finished and he looked at the front and the curtains were going to fall. He again looked at me and our eyes remained locked with each other and I was trying to read them and look beyond them to find something, something which can ease his pain.