A Love so far (Taehyung ff)

46) Calling her

As the evening sun cast a warm orange glow over the city, Taehyung's mind was consumed by worry for Yn. James' words echoed in his mind like a haunting melody, "She's not eating, she's pale, she's not well." The thought of Yn suffering, of her health declining, was unbearable.
Taehyung's instincts screamed at him to act, to do something, anything, to ease her pain. He yearned to talk to her, to hold her close, to envelop her in his embrace. He wanted to feed her, to nourish her, to restore her strength. The desire to care for her, to protect her, was overwhelming.
With a sense of urgency, Taehyung decided to call Yn's father. He needed to know more, to understand what was happening. He asked about his well-being and her mother's, but Yn's father sensed a hint of desperation in his voice.
"Taehyung, what's wrong? Did something happen? Did Yn make a mistake? Please, forgive her," Yn's father asked, his voice laced with concern.
Taehyung's eyes welled up with tears as he listened to Yn's father's words. He felt a pang of guilt and regret for not being there for Yn, for not being able to protect her from the pain.
"Dad, I...I just want to talk to her. I want to know what's going on," Taehyung stammered, his voice cracking with emotion.
Yn's father's voice was firm but gentle. "My daughter is a pure soul, Taehyung. I don't know what she's going through, but you're her husband. You should ask her what's wrong. Take care of her, please."
The line went dead, and Taehyung felt a single tear roll down his cheek. He felt helpless, unable to do anything but worry about Yn. He realized that he had been so caught up in his own doubts and fears that he had neglected Yn's needs.
As he sat there, surrounded by the silence of his empty room, Taehyung felt the weight of his mistakes bearing down on him. He had let his own insecurities cloud his judgment, and now Yn was suffering.
With a newfound sense of determination, Taehyung made a vow to himself to make things right with Yn. He would talk to her, listen to her, and take care of her. He would be the husband she deserved.
The tears flowed freely now, as Taehyung mourned the loss of the time he had wasted, the moments he had let slip away. He wept for the pain he had caused Yn, for the hurt he had inflicted on her.
But amidst the sorrow, a glimmer of hope emerged. Taehyung knew that he could make amends, that he could regain Yn's trust. He would do whatever it took to heal her wounds, to restore her health, and to rekindle their love.
As the evening wore on, Taehyung's resolve strengthened. He would not rest until Yn was whole again, until she was happy, and until their love was rekindled. The journey ahead would be long and arduous, but Taehyung was ready. He would fight for Yn, for their love, and for their future.

Taehyung's fingers trembled as he dialed Yn's number, his heart racing with anticipation. The phone rang multiple times, and he wondered if she would even answer. But then, a soft whisper came through the line, "Hello."
Taehyung's heart stopped beating. He hadn't heard her voice in months, and it was like a punch to the gut. He had asked James about her well-being and whereabouts, but he had never mustered the courage to call her himself.
He took a deep breath and called out the nickname he used to whisper in her ear when they were dating, "Doll."
The line was silent, and Taehyung knew she was hesitant to talk to him. He asked again, "How are you, Yn?"
But she remained silent, and Taehyung knew he had to try a different approach. "Why aren't you eating, Yn? James told me you're not taking care of yourself."
Yn's voice came through, laced with venom, "You shouldn't ask about the contract woman's well-being and all. This doesn't suit you."
Taehyung winced at her words, knowing he deserved that. He had treated her like a contract, a business arrangement, rather than a wife, a partner.
"I want to talk to you, Yn," Taehyung said, his voice filled with emotion. "Let's clear everything between us."
But Yn's response was cold, detached, "You got time after 11 months of marriage."
Taehyung felt a pang of despair, knowing he had hurt her deeply. He had waited too long to reach out, and now she was pushing him away.
"Yn, please," Taehyung begged. "I know I was wrong. I was blind, stupid. But I see now. I see that I hurt you, and I'm sorry."
The line was silent again, and Taehyung wondered if Yn had hung up on him. But then, her voice came through, barely audible, "You should have thought of that before. Now, it's too late."
Taehyung felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He knew he had to try harder, to convince Yn that he was genuinely sorry, that he wanted to make things right.