The Secret Admirer (A Kim Taehyung fanfic)

10. Chocolate box

We reached my gate and I tiptoed to the doorbell, my feet slightly bouncing, I couldn't wait to see my mother. She finally came to the gate and opened it, I pounced onto, her wrapping myself around her. She hugged me back as I snugged my head next to hers.

"Someone has missed me a lot, haven't they?" She chuckled, I didn't say anything back, still smiling to myself.

"Of course." I said, finally releasing her from my embrace.

Her eyes set to my bandaged hand. "What happened here?" She asked, gently taking my hand to examine it.

My eyes shot up to Taehyung, his face was blank.

"Nothing, it just hurt so I wrapped it up." I said, taking my hand back.

"I'll be going now."  Taehyung said and began to leave.

I turned around to thank him and wave him goodbye but my smile dropped and I became worried, he looked hurt. His eyes looked dull and almost teary.

"Stay awhile Taehyung." My mother requested but he politely refused.

"Thank you Mrs. Park, but I must go home now."

And with that he left, a small, faint smile on his face. He hid his pain well, but he couldn't fool me. "I'll see you tomorrow." He glanced at my bandaged hand and quickly turned back, making his way down the street. What was wrong with him? He was ok when we were on our way here.

"Areum, someone left this in the post for you." My mother handed me a small box and made her way back inside the house, leaving me to wonder about all the unusual things happening in my life.

I glanced back at the box in my hand. A small note tucked underneath the thin ribbon, I pulled it out, and read the message:

To Park Areum,
Gorgeous, more than the sunshine from the skies,
Your dimples, your smile and your big, brown eyes.
The word 'beautiful' isn't enough to explain,
I' try to think of the right words,
But no words in my brain.

From your secret admirer.

Oh no, completely forgot about my admirer. The secrecy of his identity made me mad. I wanted to know who it was, so I could tell them that I'm not interested. It sounds harsh but I want to be straight forward. This person shouldn't be wasting their time, and all this suspense is killing me. I'm not the type of girl they think I am. I don't helplessly fall for people, I don't chase guys for their love, and they need to accept this, the sooner the better.

I folded the note and tucked it into my phone next to the first note. I stared at the box and glanced back at the back of my phone. The box was decently small, it was wrapped in pink paper with white polka dots with silver ribbon around the sides, tied perfectly with a neat bow on top. I tugged at the end of the silky ribbon and watched the cute, little bow slowly unravel. I opened up the box and saw heart-shaped chocolate siting in their spaces. Some had white chocolate drizzled on the top, some had oozing caramel centres, they came in many types and each one was delicious.

I closed the box and carried it back into the house. I placed my phone and the chocolates on to the table and flopped on to the couch.

My mother entered the living room, "What was in the box then?"

My head witted round, to see my mother settle down next to me, setting a tray on the table.

"I haven't opened it yet." I lied, praying in my head that she would change the topic.

"Oh, I see." She smiled at me. I glanced at her and she nodded to one of the coffee mugs that sat on the tray.

I shook my head, "I'm not hungry Eomma." I fluffed the pillow and made myself comfortable.

"Let's talk Areum, we haven't had a proper conversation for such a long time." My mother seemed more perky than usual, I was either in a parallel universe or I was in deep trouble.

"O..ok" I bit my lip, I was done for, I can say goodbye to the next week of my life.

"Great, we'll talk about our day yesterday, I'll start." Her wide smile became a stern look.

She cleared her throat, ready to yell at me.

"Where were you the past night, I was worried sick. I called so many times, why didn't you answer? You're lucky Taehyung bought you home, I was so close to filing a missing person report." She said, clearly angry.

My eyes widened, Taehyung told me that he already had told my mother. Just wait till we got to school tomorrow, I'm going to kill him.

"I was at a friends house, my phone died Eomma, I'm sorry." I said in shame, my head hung low.

She hugged me, "It's ok, I'm guessing that's where you got your clothes from, but don't ever do that ever again." She said.

"I won't, I promise." I said, hoping I wouldn't be grounded.

"Oh and by the way, you're grounded for two weeks." I sighed, two weeks, that's double of what I expected but I couldn't argue.

I was wrong to not call her when I was at Taehyung's. She let me go and returned to the kitchen with the tray.

I dragged myself to my room, threw my stuff onto my dressing table and collapsed on to my bed, let the two, very long weeks begin. I stared at the ceiling and thought about what I could do in these two weeks of prison. I closed my eyes and saw it again. Those blue eyes. Why? Why did I keep seeing them? Why was that the only thing I thought about? Only this time it wasn't just Jeong's eyes.

The moment our lips brushed against each other replayed in my head. My eyes flashed open. What was I thinking? The pink gift box caught the corner of my eye and I stared at it. I didn't like any of this. The notes, the gifts and on top of that, the fact that I was in fact falling for Jeong. I frowned. What has become of me? I've changed a lot, I stared back up. The bare ceiling became blurry as I slowly shut my eyes, and fell into a doze.

The rest of the day passed after what felt like eternity. Great, only another thirteen days to go. At least I had school tomorrow, I wouldn't be completely bored. I walked back to my room from dinner and dived onto my bed, staring at the ceiling once again. Who could've thought that a plain, white ceiling could be so interesting sometimes? My eyes began to droop from boredom, but I knew what would happen if I did. His blue eyes. I fought my slumber but my sleep won the battle and I was soon knocked out.

Sorry for this chapter, I feel as if not much happened. I haven't had much time to write because of exams and I needed to finish this chapter, so I could get to the good bits in the next chapter. My chapters do get better. Thanks for reading this far and thanks for reading this terrible chapter, I promise it gets better.

~BTSRapmonsterisbae