I WAS MADE FOR YOU

CHAPTER - 9

"Gyu." A soft voice called in my ears and if I had not waken up, I would think that I was in heaven already.

"Have you eaten?" The same sweet voice asked while rubbing the most delicate circles on my left cheek.

"No." I whispered while opening my eyes and my eyelids fluttered at the sight of Taehyun.

"Let's eat together." His melodious voice whined, the tone and the emotions submerging me into a safe place.
My hands reached across to be in contact with the skin of his arms, my head nuzzled in the strength and simultaneous comfort it brought together.

Taehyun was sitting in the empty space on my bed and now no seat was unoccupied, no space left for anyone else as I hugged his waist and my head lay on the strong thighs that made me feel so secure and very vulnerable.

"I missed you." I muttered lowly in my breath to which he echoed back

"I missed you." while running his long fingers through my silky hair. They were obedient to his touch, swaying according to the movement of his hands. He could play with the strands and they would play along. Just like my heart. They gave into the touch.

I hugged him tighter, holding back the tears that wanted to escape since yesterday.

"Let's go down and eat. I just arrived and haven't eaten anything."

Remembering what dish was there downstairs made me want to purge.

"There's only beef." I gritted out.

Silence fell before he bowed down just very near to my ears.
"Name anything and I'll cook it for both of us."

To which I finally looked up to and they were already staring deeply at me.

"Anything." I said, my gaze softening and lost their paths staring at the depth of his orbs "I just want to eat with you."

"Alright." His nose neared and gave me a slow yet deep eskimo kiss. They rubbed longingly, yearningly.

Taehyun, I'm afraid what I feel is just out of desperation to be loved and not because I love you.

Taehyun, I'm afraid, so so afraid.

My tears trickled down while our noses rubbed with deep affection. His hands were quick to dry the rims of my eyes.

"Are you this hungry?" He let out a weak giggle that died out quickly.

"I'm starving." I breathed out, feeling the stuffing building in my nose.

Rounding the living room, we headed to the same kitchen that made me want to starve myself until the smell of beef no longer lingered in the air.

"I'm thinking of a sandwich, is that alright?" Taehyun asked, waiting for my answer.

After I nodded, he slipped a smile out before facing the gas stove and placing a frying pan on top of it. Starting the fire, he poured little bit of oil before cracking the eggs. The sizzling sound and the savoury smell finally killed the remaining smell of the beef broth that wanted to drown me dead in their atmosphere.

I inhaled. The sniff of oil hitting my nosetrils was much more aromatic than any rose I could inhale for the moment.

"You know that you can cook for yourself when they make beef again while I'm away, right?" Taehyun said, not knowing how much those sentences left a pang on my heart, but in a much warmer way.

"But, I only know how to chop certain vegetables." I gulped with an effort, hoping that the saliva travelling down my throat would take my tears with them.

"I can always teach you Gyu." Said Taehyun with his back facing me, his hands busy flipping the eggs in the pan.

My feet were fast as they ran to wrap my arms around his torso, my face buried deep in his blue shirt, my petulent tears ran out no matter how much I wanted to send them away.

"Teach me, please." My voice shuddered while my tears ran down.

"Alright."

And there we were, happily chopping vegetables that I had never chopped, or me frying onions and Taehyun suggesting me different ways to do it without hurting myself. The kitchen now reeked of hot oil and fried onions. And there was laughter filling the kitchen, the demons would have been so envious of the sight.

My eyes glistened, adoring the sight of my first cooked meal with the help of Taehyun. Tears left my eyes drop by drop because he taught me not only how to cook a meal but he taught me how to survive alone without him.

Although I hate the idea of deleting his presence, I know too that some days, I'm going to have to breathe alone in that old dark room; some days, I'm going to have to eat beef with my stepmother and my stepfather; some days, I'm going to have to survive their hoots. Alone. I'm going to have to do all these alone.
"Thank you." I whispered as my glossy eyes stared at Taehyun.

With a nod, he embraced my mere body with all the delicacy and comfort exuding from his bones.

Author's P.O.V:

"What's going on?" Eileen nudged her husband in the arm, perplexed by the sight she was seeing from behind the curtain of the living room.

He who is all red from the sight fumed through his nostrils seeing Taehyun hugging who he hate the most in this world.

If this goes on, he will lose everything. He will lose Taehyun. He will lose all fortunes in this world. And he can't bear that incoming.

I heard that the waves come and go.
I saw it with my own eyes.
But when I see you go, with the knowledge that you'll return soon too.
I wanted to run after you.
But you told me to stay.

Stay because you will return
And then you will teach me afresh how to live.

-Leonsa.

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