HIS WEAKNESS ( STRENGTH)(taehyung FF)

chapter -1

Yn carefully walked on the crisp road while carrying her heavy bags in her hands.

Her lengthy wavy hair was slipping as she didn't have enough strength to tolerate the long waves. She wheezed and blew the air as the bags weren't helping her.

"Why are you so heavy? Huh, please lose some weight."

She frowned, looking at the heavy bags she was holding up. The bag handle made a red mark on her soft palms.

She saw a bench and sat there, rubbing her palms jointly to generate some warmth as the winter season breezes made her hands freeze.

She didn't know that eyes always admired her, loved her, looking at her in the new Rolls-Royce Spectre.

His eyes filled with tears, he touched the glass which was making a barrier between them.

He turned and clenched as he controlled himself not to freak her out on the road. He turned to the driver and Max who was sitting beside him, watching YN.

"Did you find her address?" he inquired in his popular hoarse voice as the water in his eyes sank into his deep green eyes.

Max nodded, knowing where to go now.

He got to a small broken house which was not even fully built, but Yn's work made a lovely garden in front.

He knew how neat and perfect she was for a man who took care of her like a queen.

He huffed the cold air, making a fog come out from his hot breath through the wind.

Tae POV

Here am I, looking at the broken and taunted house in front of me with a beautiful garden.

I guess Yn put in so much struggle to make it.

I wish I had made a move before we fell apart.

A part of me wants to kill the people who caused our separation, but I am the one who contributed to it. If I had realized it sooner, the story of our love would have been different.

How much stupid am I?

Standing in front of her house without me, she has a place called her own, but without her, I'm just a name. I never realized the love I feel for her; that's the biggest mistake of my life.

I saw the driver come running, opening the door, and bowing.

I love how people fear, but not for her, her fear of me turns my world into a place that makes me tear up.

I walked into the house, and it was locked.

God, how can my sweetheart survive here?

Argh! It wasn't even closed.

I turned to Max, my bodyguard.

"Lock the door from the outside, tell me when she reaches."

"Yes, boss," he replied.

I unlocked it and went inside. It was so small, but she made everything so cozy and tidy. To do all this, she must have worked really hard.

I switched off the lamps; it only had one floor. I strolled over to a door-like thing and opened a small bed with a cute stuffed toy.

Wait, I saw it somewhere!!!

---------------Flashback ----------------

As I was talking on my phone, I almost slipped on a stuffed toy, my unluck or my fate.

I stepped on it and crushed it under my feet, making my shoe dirty. The yellow toy...

"Who put this in the way?"