The Secret Admirer (A Kim Taehyung fanfic)

25. Realisation

After spending what felt like forever, hiding in the old, dark room. I finally left in search of Taehyung. I floated round the corridors, almost getting caught by Principal Lee and other staff, until I finally found the room where Taehyung was in. Sat on one of the chairs instead of scraping gum of it. I sighed. Typical of him. I quietly opened the door, hoping he wouldn't see me. Taehyung's gaze was fixed on his phone screen, his fingers tapping away at it.

"Had fun roaming round the school?" He said, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

"How'd you know I was here?" I said a little disappointed.

"Seeing a tiny person frantically running away through the corridors? I took a wild guess." He shot back in monotone.

"Aren't you supposed to be doing something?" I retorted, changing the topic immediately.

"Yes." He said, before continuing to play on his phone again.

I sat patiently wondering whether I should clear things up. The question eating away at my insides. I snapped out my thoughts, noticing Taehyung staring at me.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I chuckled.

Taehyung didn't say anything, he only gave a little sighed laugh. He got up, pulling my form with him.

"Wha-" I was cut off when, he hugged me, nuzzling his head into my neck. "What's this for?" My voice muffled, under his shirt.

"Just. I need it." He said.

I snug under his arms, but Jeong's words rung in my head. Curiosity washed over me, that one question thudding away inside my head. I released from the embrace, looking into his eyes.

"Taehyung?"

"Hmm." He hummed with his half smile.

"I love you." I said.

Taehyung smiled largely, "I love you too." He answered.

"No. Really," I added. "I love you." I repeated.

Taehyung looked at me overwhelmed. I slight glint rose in his eyes, but quickly dyed out as his shoulders dropped. He slowly let go of me, his eyes darting elsewhere.

"You don't." Taehyung said, sitting back down in his chair.

"I don't?" I asked, a little hurt and confused.

"You love Jeong. I know you Areum. You're hurt and you may be mad at him. But you don't love me. You love Jeong." He said.

I sunk down a little, but I don't know why. The thing is, I don't. I don't love Jeong. Not anymore. I looked back at Taehyung, he looked down to his feet, gently swaying. Even though his eyes were sad, they were beautiful. I don't know why, but I felt this weird, stirring feeling in my stomach. My heart felt light, when his arm lightly grazed past my shoulder. It all made sense.

I didn't know if Taehyung really did like me or not. But one things for sure... I do. I always have haven't I? I closed my eyes, how could I be so blind? It was him. It was him all this time. It was him who was my secret admirer. It was him who really was there for me all the time. It is him that I feel the most comfortable and free around. It's him who I loved all this time. But I was too scared. Too scared and too stupid to ever just believe in myself.

"I'm sorry." I sighed.

"It's ok, I knew-"

"No. I'm sorry that you think this." I added. "But I really do love you."

I got up to leave. It made sense he didn't believe me. I wouldn't believe me either.

"I'm still waiting for you outside, ok." I said.