My love

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•*•Y/n Pov•*•

I am glad my fever has subsided and I can speak now. I was reflecting on what happened today.

I thought about Taehyung all the time. That I like him is not possible. No, how am I supposed to like him? He is not a nice guy, but come to think of it, he is never done me any harm, and even when he yells, I hear sorrow instead of rage.

Yet is there another explanation for his murderous actions? My phone rang; it must have been Taehyung. However, why am I still waiting for his call? It was Jong Suk...Am I disappointed that it is not him?

|On call |

Y/n: Hello, Jongsuk~

Jongsuk: Hello Y/n, Do you feel better now?

Y/n: I am almost done with my fever.

Jongsuk: Thank god. What are you doing?

Y/n: Nothing special, just trying to sleep.

Jongsuk: Oh, I see. I feel the same way.

Y/n: What happens?

Jongsuk: Nothing; I did not feel like sleeping. So..

Y/N: So you want me to entertain you?

Jongsuk: Can you?

Y/n: Yahhhh.

Jongsuk: Y/n~

Y/n: Yea?

Jongsuk: I am sorry; I forget about you when my old friend comes around.

Y/n: Jongsuk, Nothing is wrong, and you do not need to apologize.

Jongsuk: I feel like I left you and then you went off, which is why I feel that way.

|A knock on his door was heard|

Jongsuk: Alright, I will talk to you later.

Y/n: Well, good night and bye.

Jongsuk: Good night, Panda.

Y/n: You! Idiot.

|Call End |

I said that and hung up the phone in frustration. My phone rang one more time. Ahh, when he cannot sleep, this boy will not let me sleep either, but this time there was no phone number. I do not answer unknown calls, even though I have received multiple calls from this number. I was nervous, so I told myself, "It is fine; pick up the phone."

|On Call|

Y/N: Hello, who is this?

Taehyung: Your lover.

Y/n: Who are you? Could you tell me what you want? Whoever you are, please do not call me again; I do not like to talk to strangers.