Farm Boy | k.taehyung [COMPLETED]

~Talk Japanese To Me~

My lids felt heavy as I tried to open them. Straight away, I was greeted by the blinding morning light which penetrated through the window. I rubbed my tired eyes with my knuckles, my muscles were weak just like my energy.

I probably stayed there for a minute or two, simply blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling. Something wasn't right. I felt as if something was unusual. However my low energy caused me not to think any harder especially since my brain was hammering against my skull.

I felt the soft sheets that I laid on. The surface I was lying on felt different. It felt nothing like my makeshift bed in my room floor. Not only was that unusual but the location of the window was in a different place. Had I decided to shift my bed somewhere else? I couldn't remember doing so. In fact I couldn't remember anything from last night.

My eyes tightly shut as I felt a yawn coming. When it finally came, I simultaneously extended my arms over my head as I shifted to the side. My left fist met someone's jaw, causing me to instantly retract my hand back to my chest.

The person groaned with discomfort. I looked up to see Taehyung frowning with his eyes closed. He lazily massaged his jaw before twisting his body to face the other way.

"What the hell, Taehyung!"

I extended my arms forward, whilst pushing myself back. I bumped my head against the wall with a thud. At the same time, Taehyung's body rolled off the bed and he disappeared from my eyesight.

"What is going on?" he groaned.

I frantically blinked at him when his head popped up. He slowly opened his eyes and frowned at me.

"Why are you in my-"

"This is my room."

My eyes darted around the surrounding. My jaws slightly dropped as my lips created an O shape. I came to the conclusion that he was right. But how had I ended up here?

Taehyung sat up on the floor, massaging his shoulder that he had probably hurt because of me. I raked a hand through my hair only for it to get stuck midway due to the endless amount of knots.

The door creaked open and Taeyeon poked her head inside. She looked at her brother on the floor and then at me on his bed. She narrowed her eyes, trying to comprehend what she was seeing, just like me. The corners of her lips tugged up into a mischevious smile.

"It isn't what it looks like," I blurted out, as if that was going to stop her from thinking whatever I thought she was thinking.

"Mhhm, totally," she tried to bite back her smile but failed when a giggle escaped her lips.

I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes as I threw the blanket over my body. I slowly stood up and went to grab my coat from the chair.

"Why don't you stay to have breakfast?" she asked.

I shook my head, " I'm going back home to have a shower."

I let out another yawn before making my leave.

"About that..."

"About what?" I turned around, giving him a curious look.

He chewed his bottom lip and looked at the window, where you could see my house from. I walked back to the bed and went against the window, pushing away the white blinds.

My house was still there. It hadn't dissapared. Except now half of the ceiling had collapsed in and the door was no longer attached to the house. It was in ruins.

"Damnit," I let out a frustrated groan, "What the hell am I supposed to do now?"

I had prayed the weak house would allow me to live in it until I had to go back to the city. Now what was I supposed to do?

"We will figure this out," he tried to assure me.

And so we did just that. Well, at least his mother had figured it out and basically forced the plan upon us.

"You can't stay in my room because of limited space. Taeyeon and Taejun are already sharing. So you might as well stay with Taehyung, plus he has the biggest room," she shrugged her shoulders, whilst peeling the sweetcorn and putting it in Taejun's mouth.

"But mum-"

"But what? I don't know where you see the fault in my plan," she quickly snapped back.

He leaned back on the sofa and gave me an apologetic look. Meanwhile, Taeyeon took whatever opportunity she could get to wiggle her brows at us. We all could see how wrong the plan was besides Nayeon, however no one was brave enough to challenge her.

After eating breakfast at his house, I went back to my own. I packed only one suitcase with some of my belongings and I was proud of the fact that I had managed to do so. If someone had told me a month ago to pack my necessities in only one luggage, that would have literally been impossible.

I then shifted the rest of my belongings which I wasn't going to take in one corner, where there was still a roof overhead. My eyes scanned the mess which I had tried to minimise one last time before leaving.

When I entered Taehyung's room, he was at his desk. His head was bent low as he scribbled across a page. At the sound of my approach, he closed his book and turned around.

"I never knew you wore glasses."

He slid his glasses up his nose and chuckled as he shifted his legs away from the desk.

"Yeah, only for reading though."

"I've never actually seen you study before."

"Well it isn't like we are always together, twenty-four hours of the day."

I slowly nodded, " That is true. So what are you studying?"

He flipped his book to the front and I tilted my head to read the title.

"Japanese? You are learning Japanese?"

"Sou desu," he bowed his head causing me to chuckle.

My eyes wandered to the thin ceiling-to-floor bookcase that was beside his desk. I traced my hand over the spines of the books, my skin grazed over the roughness showing how much he had used them.

"Last night. You told me that something was troubling you-"

I clicked my fingers, interrupting him.

"I wanted to talk to you about that too."

For the first time, I actually managed to recollect my memories from our walk home. I had thought long and hard whilst packing my belongings. Of course my initial reaction to me remembering was stomping around and slapping myself for a good minute.

Why did I have to open my mouth and say those things? I wasn't even planning to ever tell him anything. But now it was too late. I had to face the truth and not run away like I desperately wanted to. I couldn't keep a secret to save my ass and I had always been an honest person. Unfortunately that got me into many sticky situations like the one I was in right now.

Anyways, I had wanted to get my emotions out of my chest one way or the other. And now that I was given the opportunity, why not take it?

"You remember?"

"Basically about that-"

As if something invisible was choking me, I gulped on my words. I opened my mouth to try again but when nothing came out, I clammed it shut. What was wrong with me?

I had my speech all planned out in my head. I knew exactly what to say. But why was it that now when I was given the stage to deliver my lines, I couldn't utter a word? This wasn't going to plan.

He expectantly looked at me, waiting for me to continue. But I couldn't.

Oh, what the heck. I have nothing to lose. I am the one and only, Choi Ara. You can do this!

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in before blurting out...

"I really did mean everything I said."

A/N Summer holiday has finally started for me. YASSSSS! I am not ready to be on my last year of school because that only means stress. I would like to update more frequently but I don't know how that plan is going to go down. All I know is that I am going to be reading a lot, my 'to-read' list on Goodreads is beginning to pile up.