Stalker [Park Jimin & Kim Taehyung FF]

03

I changed the channel and landed on an anime show. Naruto.

"Ooh! I love Naruto!" Taehyung yelped happily as a child.

He sat back down as he neatly organized the chips and soda on the coffee table in front of us. I watched him as he carefully lined up the chip bowls with the soda surrounding it. He gracefully poured soda into both of our cups and smiled at me before so.

"OCD." He said while he was pouring the soda. He shrugged and started to eat some chips.

I nodded. "Ahh, now it makes sense." He chuckled at my statement.

We sat there silently, eating our chips, drinking our soda, watching anime. It kind of felt like a date without the cuddling and on the sideline, we were scared as hell, not knowing what Jimin will do.

As it was a commercial, I turned towards Taehyung.

"Got anyone special?" I asked.

"Not particularly."

"Hm?"

"Got my eye on someone but it doesn't seem so safe to go after her." He said before getting up to get more soda.

Doesn't seem safe? What's that supposed to mean? Is he talking about-? No. He wouldn't.

"More soda?" He asked as he came back.

"Sure." He poured some more into my cup and his. "Um, about the girl."

"Mhm?"

"Who are you talking about?"

He cleared his throat. "You don't know? Didn't you get my hint? I wasn't being subtle."

"Me?"

"You got it." He said before taking a sip of his drink.

"How? When? Why?!" I exclaimed. "You know Jimin will go crazy!"

He put his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey Nayeon," I got quiet. "Calm down. There's a reason why I never said anything to you and you know the reason why already. Who knows what Jimin will do to me."

I sat there, dumbfounded.

"Let me tell you a story that was around, 8th grade and freshman year."

I turned off the tv and scooted closer to him. I listened to him intently.

"You have no idea when I started to like you Nayeon, huh?" I shook my head.

"It was when we were all still in middle school. I've started to grow a crush on you when you entered 7th grade. I thought you were really cute and I wanted you to become my girlfriend." He giggled shyly which made me blush. "But I never really had the courage to come up to you. As it was time for me to go to high school, I was so sad about it. I didn't know if you were going to come to the same school as me next year. So I told Jimin about it. Not the crush part but the high school part. Something happened that made me really mad."

It was quiet for a moment.

"He told me that he had a crush on you for awhile too. Now that I reminded him about you, he started to like you again but even more. Once freshman year was over and I saw that you came to the same high school as I us, I was so happy, Nayeon. You don't even know. But I wasn't the only one happy. Jimin was too. He was-"

"That's when the notes started." I cut him off.

"Yes, exactly. I never knew about those notes until junior year. He told that he would always leave you notes during your sophomore year, making me think that it was already over. But you know what else he told me that made me back off of you?"

"What? What did he tell you?"

"He told me that you were his girlfriend."

My eyes widen.

"He did what?! I'm going to kill him, I swear to god."

"Ever since today, I realized that there's still a chance for me but I have a feeling that, that chance won't last long."

I shook my head.

"Why is he like this?"

Taehyung shrugged. "I don't know. "

"I should talk to his parents." I said as I got up.

"You can't."

I turned around. "What?! Why not?"

"He doesn't live with his parents."

"Who does he live with then?"

"He lives with his aunt and uncle. His parents don't live with him because they're always away on business trips around the country. And it'll be a drag to bring him everywhere they go, switching schools. They thought it'd be best for him to stay with them instead."

"Then I'll talk to them."

"You can't."

"Why can't I talk to them?"

"Jimin told me that he's very isolated with them. They barely speak. They only speak when Jimin goes out or when they're eating dinner or something but I'm pretty sure Jimin eats alone. So I doubt they'll know anything."

I combed my hair back and groaned in frustration. I stood by the window and looked outside.

"Jimin, why are you doing this to me? I need answers."