Clandestine Vow //Taehyung X Reader | 18+

Chapter 12: Don't even think of reporting me-it won't be of any use.

Y/N's Pov:

The door slammed shut with a loud thud, the sound echoing in my ears. I stood frozen, my eyes glued to the bouquet of flowers resting on the counter. My hands trembled, and I felt the familiar weight of guilt tightening in my chest.

What have I done?

I could hear the whispers almost immediately.

"She didn't have to be so harsh with him," a customer murmured, her voice laced with disapproval.

"Aigoo, poor guy was just trying to help," another chimed in, shaking her head.

Then came the dagger—sharp and deliberate—from a woman standing nearby, loud enough to ensure I caught every word. "Honestly, she overreacted. I would've appreciated someone standing up for me like that."

Their words sting me, but it didn't stop there. My employees exchanged glances and whispered among themselves.

"I can't believe she talked to that guy like that," one of the employees taunted.

Another chimed in, "That handsome guy really put Mr. Min in his place. She shouldn't have lash out om him like that, especially not in front of everyone."

I tried to focus on the flowers in front of me, but their voices grown louder with each passing second.

"She's always been rude to everyone," a third employee said with frustration. "It's no wonder things were turned out like this. Poor guy was just trying to help, and she got angry at him like that?"

The customers seemed to agree with employees' and soon, the entire shop felt like it was turning against me.

I gripped the edge of the counter, trying to steady myself as the guilt and shame washed over me. The voices around me blended together and each word felt like a dagger in my heart.

Just then, someone cleared his throat, breaking through the rising murmur of voices. The room fell silent as all attention shifted to him. It was Taehyung.

He was calm, but there was something different about him. "Excuse me, everyone," he said firmly. "I think there's been a misunderstanding."

The customers and employees looked at him with curiosity. Taehyung continued, "Yes it's true, Jungkook was only trying to help, but I'm the one who planned this, and we didn't consider the consequences it might have for Y/N. If anyone's to blame, it's me."

He glanced around the room, making sure his words were clear to everyone. "For you it might not be problem. But as a part time worker I can understand her situation. So, if anyone has a problem with what happened, they should take it up with me not her."

The room was silent, the judgmental atmosphere starting to shift. Some of the customers exchanged uncertain glances, clearly rethinking their earlier criticisms. The employees who had been whispering fell quiet.

Even though Taehyung had taken the blame, I knew deep down that I had been too harsh with Jungkook. The regret was eating me, and I knew I couldn't just let things end like this. I had to make it right.

"Y/N, I'm sorry," Taehyung said, turning his gaze to me. I looked up to see him standing where Jungkook had just been. "It was my fault, not his. I shouldn't have planned this and pushed him to act."

I shook my head, trying to control my tears. "No, Tae, it wasn't your fault. I overreacted... I shouldn't have yelled at him like that. He was trying to help me." As I spoke, tears finally started escaping through my eyes, I looked down to hide my face in embarrassment and shame.

"You were just scared. But I'm sure he'll understand once he calms down." Taehyung said while holding the tip of my chin softly with his fingers and made me look at him, he gently wiped my tears with his thumb and tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.