Innocence

9] Love?

Taehyung's pov:

" I want all his grades via email, now. His class progress report, attendance, grades and personality remark. I want everything related to his studies. I repeat, every. single. thing. related. to. Jungkook. Do it fast." I said before ending the call and then plopped myself on the couch of our room , planting my eyes at the boy sitting on the bed in the very corner with his knees fold upwards and arms wrapped around them while looking at me silently.

His face had that apologetic look with crimson red surfacing every passing minute.

I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe my own ears.

Forty-three marks out of hundred.

I used to snap at my teachers when they tried to cut even a single mark from my answer sheets especially when they knew that I couldn't make mistakes!

Taehyung didn't make mistakes and hated failure for he wasn't like others who gave up easily thinking that it didn't belong to them.

I earned it anyhow. But Jungkook........

Forty-three?

I couldn't help but frown at him in pure disappointment. " Jungkook, do you know that you have just passed your exam? And these marks are nothing near fine that you spoke earlier about. " My frown depend when his eyes looked away from me and he cornered himself further in the bed , looking so small yet at this time I couldn't think of anything else but his progress in his college.

Notification popped on my phone and I opened it reading everything briefly.

Class report, attendance and personality remark we good.

A+++ in all but then....why were his grades this low?

A soft sniffle rang in my ears perking them and I looked up straight only to see Jungkook in tears , crying silently.

Fuck you, Kim Taehyung!

My heart squeezed hard and guilt clawed my insides as I walked towards him and sat close to him , and as I was about to speak , he spoke in his cracked and hoarse voice. " I-I am sorry. I didn't mean to trouble you in a-anyway. B-But...i-it~~ I p-promise , I will try my b-best. I....did study. B-But it h-happened. I a-am so s-s-sorry. I-I....I....didn't wa---"

" Shh...." I hugged him patting his back but he pushed me away , lightly , and which his wobbly lips he spoke , " You can d-do whatever y-you want. Punish me , t-throw me away o-or do w-whatever you want . I j-just want to s-say that I am sorry. I -.....I know that I will be ruining your r-reputation with such l-low marks b-but it w-was in the past. I couldn't study d-due to some reason. But fr-from now on I will s-----"

" shhh.....Jungkook, I am sorry. So sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." I apologized, " I am sorry. ......I shouldn't have overreacted. Its wasn't needed. I am sorry. Its just that...I got shocked hearing that, Jungkook. Shh....calm down. Its fine. Its alright and I am sorry. I shouldn't judge you by grades. " I apologized, adding, " I am sorry. I don't know what happened to me. I...It was really awful of me." I rubbed his fluffy hair and wiped those precious tears with the pad of my thumb.

" I am sorry, Jungkook--"

" N-No. Its fine. " He cut in between before getting away from my hold , standing up from the bed.

" Hey. Jungkook, I was stupid to talk like that. I am sorry. I...I--" he simply smiled at me before shaking his head.

" No. Don't apologize. Its me who should *sniffs* apologize. Your reaction was acceptable because a person like you who has been perfect can never imagine someone getting grades like me. It's understandable. S-so don't apologize. I am sorry. For I am not good in studies. " His words were full of hurt and embarrassment and suddenly his aura had turned into something really dry.

His voice sounded careless and tired.

He sounded as if he had given up!

And this all was because of me!

What the fuck was getting wrong with me?

How could I act so repulsively?

He was already going through a hard time and then his exams were at the moment when I had brought up that condition of marriage. I couldn't even imagine how depressed he might have been because of me and then how could I be shocked?

Who was I to act like that when I was the one because of whom he had suffered and was suffering.

Who was I to act all dramatic for his grades?

And how illiterate behavior of mine it was to judge him so quickly when all I explain to me and everyone is that I love him.

How can I say that I love him when I made him cry?

Someone who loves will do anything to make their loved ones happy, but what did I do?

Jungkook left his house, his life and and don't know what dreams he had then how could I snap like that when I was the one who had disrupted his life!

How could I blame him or be surprised by those marks when I had force fully married him?

I.....I-

" I am going to t-take a shower. " He said walking away with a pale and emotionless face.

I had hurt him.

I had hurt Jungkook.

How could I do that when I loved him?

Love?

I was making fun of this precious word and its meaning by hurting him.

How could I hurt him when he was the one who deserved happiness that I had snatched away from him?

I.....I had to do something.

To make him happy.

To make him feel that I won't do this again.

To make myself worth his life and love.