MY COLD BOSS 3

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Yn POV :

One by one everyone left, leaving me alone in the house. It was comfortable. I wanted to sleep but before anything I had to face him.

I sat on the couch nervously. I should just go and say sorry and hug him. It is easy. It is easy.

I groaned and leaned back on the couch. It is hard. I can't. God I never thought facing him would feel this hard.

No no. Let's not waste time. I stood up to go to him but again sat down.

I laid on the couch looking up. Should I give him time? But what if he is waiting for me? But what if he gets annoyed? What if he is upset? What if -

No no no. Stop. I stood up and took a breath. I gulped a glass of water. And walked straight upstairs.

As I stand out of the door. I tried to peck inside but couldn't. In the end I finally opened the door and walked inside. I felt so good. The room was as I left it.

I looked around. I frowned not seeing taehyung but then I heard the sound of a running sound. I sigh and did a little run to my makeup stuff. I quickly put on some lipstick. And concealer.

I look at myself in the mirror. I looked like I hadn't been sleeping and eating. God. I quickly took some more concealer to cover it.

I straighten my hair. As I heard the shower stopping. I quickly put everything aside. And sat on the bed not making any noise. I patted my feet on the ground anxiously. I know doing makeup should be the last thing on my list but he was showering so I had time.

And now what I was waiting for. I feel like jumping down the balcony. Be strong. He is your husband. You can do it.

As I turn towards him. My mind screamed I can't. He was naked. Almost. The towel wrapped on his hip. Water droplets stuck on his skin. His hair is damp. Lips moist. Biceps are obvious without trying. I gulp. And then my eyes met his and I realised how hungryly I was staring. I smiled nervously. He didn't move a muscle nor smiled.

My smile dropped and I diverted my gaze. He walked to the mirror and started to dry his hair. I sway my leg while trying not to stare.

After what felt like an eternity was actually some minutes. I cleared my throat.

Yn : ahem. So. Umm.

I scratched my hair a little.

Tae : what?

He asked in monotone, making me want to bury myself alive.

Yn : um yoongi oppa said that he is sorry for what he did.

Damnit I was supposed to say I was sorry why even bring oppa in this right nowI said whatever I found to make a conversation. He just nodded and continued his work. Like he isn't even interested. Now I am getting pissed.

Yn : and dad too.

I mumbled. He again nodded. I huff.

I closed my eyes telling myself It is my fault too. I turned to him.

Yn : and me too.

He stopped his action. He put the comb away and turned to me. I blink

My eyes soften but his didn't budge

Yn : I am sorry.

I said my hand clenching on my lap. He stepped toward me, making me look at him like a clueless puppy.

Soon he was close enough that he would lean. Our body will touch but my body was already on fire. I didn't know if I wanted to be alone or to be with him. I wanted to be with him but at the same time. It felt so heavy.