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They kissed for a few minutes, and Y/N could feel herself getting lost in the moment. Taehyung’s lips were soft yet demanding, and the intensity of the kiss left her breathless. But as the euphoria began to fade, reality struck her hard. She gasped and harshly tapped Taehyung’s shoulder, breaking the kiss as she pulled away, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.Her mind was racing. Why did I let that happen?
Taehyung's eyes were still locked on her lips, his thumb brushing against them as if savoring the memory. Before leaving her lips in his mind, he muttered to himself, almost confused, "I don’t kiss girls... so why the hell did I do that?"
Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest. Panic surged as she pushed Taehyung away from her, her hand covering her trembling lips. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them back, trying to regain control.
Taehyung grabbed her left hand, not ready to let her go just yet, but she reacted without hesitation. With her emotions spiraling, she raised her hand and slapped him hard across his right cheek, the sound echoing in the room.
"Don’t touch me!" she yelled, her voice shaking. "Why did you kiss me? What the hell were you thinking?!"
Taehyung’s expression shifted, his jaw clenched as his hand went to his stinging cheek. His fists tightened at his sides, and without warning, he grabbed her shoulders and pinned her against the wall, leaning in close, his voice low and filled with frustration.
"Oh, don’t act like you didn’t kiss me back," he hissed, his breath warm against her ear. "It’s not my fault if you enjoyed it too. Don’t pretend you’re innocent here. If you didn’t want it, you should’ve pushed me away from the start. But no, you kissed me back and then slapped me like it’s all on me!"
He chuckled bitterly, shaking his head, the anger in his eyes not fully masking the hurt. "After everything, you’re just going to play the victim? You enjoyed it, didn’t you? And now you’re just pissed because reality came crashing down. Is that it? I won't tell your boyfriend. Felix! "
Y/N’s eyes filled with fresh tears, her voice cracking as she yelled back, "You don’t get to talk about my feelings! You have no idea what’s going on inside me! And don’t you dare bring up my friendship with him. Who gave you the right to comment on that?"
Taehyung's bitter laughter echoed in the room again. "Your friendship, huh? Oh, you mean your best friend? Yeah, right. Tell me, if he’s just your friend, why do you always run to him? Why does he always keep you close? What’s the real story between the two of you, huh? What aren’t you telling me?"
Y/N’s frustration boiled over as she jerked her hand out of his grip with all the strength she could muster. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice shaky but fierce.
Taehyung narrowed his eyes at her, clearly not understanding her question. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Why are you acting like this? You said you hated me, so why the hell do you care about what happens between me and my best friend? Why are you angry at me? What do you want from me?" she demanded, her voice rising with every word as the tears she fought to hold back finally spilled over. "Tell me, Kim Taehyung! Why?"
For the first time, Taehyung fell silent. Her words hit him harder than he’d expected, leaving him speechless. He stood there, frozen, his grip on her loosening as he processed everything she’d said.
He didn’t know why he was so angry. He didn’t know why he had kissed her in the first place, or why the thought of her being with someone else made his blood boil. All he knew was that he couldn’t let her go.
Taehyung’s voice was barely a whisper as he asked himself the same question she had. "Why... am I doing this?"
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