Changes In Everything |{ BTS~ Kim Taehyung~ FANFIC }|

~||CHAPTER FIVE: "TEARS"||~

~~~KIM TAEHYUNG POV.~~~

"Hey,where are you—"

"I'll be back, I'm just going to the toilet." I said as I closed the door.

I walked to the toilet, and locked the door. I looked at myself in the mirror, and then let out a deep sigh. 

"It's been thirteen years since I've fallen in love with you. I just wish you knew that ... Hae-Won"

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, as I felt my throbbing heart, hammering its way out of my chest.

Ever since I left, just to go to Korea, my heart was always finding a brutal way to kill me. I thought that, I would never be able to see them again...I thought that I would never be able to see ... Her ... my one and only. I left America when I was only eight years-old, and I stayed in Korea for a long time. And what hurt me the most, is that I was never able to see Hae-Won or even her brother Jungkook. Back then, I only considered her as a crush or merely the little sister I've never had before, but as years past I noticed how much I missed her. Sure, maybe that time I was young. But even then, I could not help myself but think of her. She already stole my heart. And till now my heart has only been beating for her. I Love Her. And she will always be my One and Only.

All the thoughts came flowing into my mind, Each and every single one. I've been treasuring her in my heart for so long, but I still don't know, why I choose 'not' tell her how much... I Love Her.

I still remember the time I came back to America, because my family decided to move to America for good. I was about 14 years-old turning 15. I will never forget the feeling I had, when I first saw her after years. It seemed like a big coincidence to see her in the same school, but I couldn't help but fall in love with her, all over again. With the various amounts and attempts I've had, just to talk to her, I never did. I was too shy. But then her brother was there. He knew very well, he knew all the feelings I had. He knew everything. And now I was forced to come here because of him.

Oh for heaven's sake, even his mom knows that I like Hae-won! 

Damn!

As I looked at my reflection, all I could do was laugh at myself. I quickly splashed some cold water on my face to snap myself out of my thoughts and then, I walked out. I didn't really spend much time in there , just about three minutes staring at myself, and thinking about Hae-won.

 I slowly walked through the hall way, when I suddenly saw Hae-won's bedroom door slightly open. I walked over, and attempted to close it, but then I heard a tiny sniffle.

"Hae-won?" I slightly whispered, as I entered her room. And there she was, lying on her bed, with light red coloured throw pillows beside her, and her blanket was only pulled up until her knees. I walked next to her and sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her. How can she look so beautiful without even trying?

 I went closer to her and stroked her hair and stared at her.

 Her pale face, and her smooth, strait hair. A few seconds later, I slowly brought my right hand to gently cup her face and I felt her soft skin.

*CREEEAAAKK*

I heard a sound from outside and stood up, and walked over to the door. When suddenly, I heard a sob.

"Daddy..please. Please don't leave me." She muttered, as a frown suddenly started formed on her face. I walked to her, and sat on her bed once again.

"Daddy...please." She repeated, as I saw a tear run down her face. I frowned and started stroking her hair again.

"Please don't cry, okay?" I slowly whispered in her ear. Suddenly even more tears started streaming down her face, as I gently wiped them with my thumb.

"Don't go..." I heard her whisper, as I continued wiping her tears. a few seconds later I went close to her face, and gently kissed her on both the cheeks. Which made her tears stop falling from her eyes. I felt my heart beat faster and faster as I saw how beautiful she looked, how can she look so beautiful, even when she cries?

"Hae-Won," I whispered.

"I Love you" I said, in the most lowest voice I could possibly hit, so that she would not be able to hear me.

I leaned even closer to her face, and gently kissed her forehead. I stroked her head, and after memorizing her facial details, I stood up. Her t-shirt was really big, so it kind of revealed her left shoulder since it was sliding off. I slid her t-shirt sleeve back onto her shoulder and after that, I covered her with her blanket, and closed her lamp. I opened the door and looked back. Slowly taking a few minutes to process what just happened, and to remember her details from what I previously saw, her beautiful face, her tears that I wiped. Moments later walked out and closed the door, making sure the sound would not wake her up.

I let out a deep sigh, and walked up to Jungkook's room. I opened the door and saw him lying on his bed.

 It looked like he was waiting for me?...

"Umm... hyung. I need to tell you something." Jungkook said, in a nervous and serious voice.

"Mm? Yeah, sure what is it?" I asked.

"I-its about my f-father..." He stuttered.

"What about him?" I asked, in a fairly concerned voice.

"If I tell you, don't tell anyone. Especially my sister and mom." He said, very seriously.

"I wont."

"Well then , I hope you listen well." He muttered, loud enough for me to hear.