"You know very well what I can do."
He huskily whispered against your ear, tightening his grip on your waist making you hiss.
"You are misbehaving with me, Mr Kim."
You gritted your teeth when you found him opening the strap of your dress from your...
"SHE'S NOT ANSWERING BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO, AND YOU'RE COMING WITH ME, NOW, TO MY HOUSE, WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. THAT'S NOT A REQUEST BUT AN ORDER, MS LEE..."
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"No fucking soul will disturb her, not even I will cross that line. We will leave only when she chooses to open her eyes, not a moment before. Get that in your goddamn brain, Jungkook."
Jungkook swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. The look in Taehyung's eyes was not something anyone would dare challenge. Without a moment's hesitation, he bowed his head and spoke quietly, voice full of regret.
"I'm sorry, hyung. I shouldn"t have said that. I'll wait outside with the others until she wakes up."
Taehyung didn't respond. He simply turned away, his tall figure moving back toward the hut without another glance. Jungkook let out a small breath of relief and stepped back to join the men waiting outside.
Inside the hut, Taehyung approached the cot where you lay, your face peaceful in sleep. He moved with a kind of care that few had ever seen from him.
He placed the clean, dry clothes near your legs on the edge of the cot. His gaze lingered on you for a long moment, before he slowly pulled out his phone from his pocket.
A line of missed calls stared back at him. Jisoo, Mrs Lee, again and again. His jaw tightened. He didn't have the patience for this. Without a sound, he tapped on Mrs Lee's number first.
The call barely rang once before she picked up, voice rushed with worry.
"Mr Kim, where are you? How is Y/n? I've been trying to reach you--"
He cut her off, his voice cold. "Where are you right now?"
There was a pause on her end, then she answered softly, "I'm at home, in Seoul." Her voice cracking as she spoke again.
"Please, I.. I didn't mean to bother you. I was only worried. I just want to see her and you weren't answering so I–”
He exhaled slowly, voice turning sharper.
"Pack her things."
She was silent for a moment, confused. "What? Pack her things? Why?"
"You're in no place to question me." His tone left no room for argument.
"Do as I say."
And with that, he ended the call without waiting for her reply.
For a second, Taehyung stared at the black screen of his phone, his jaw tight. Then he tapped another contact, his sister.
