The Secret Admirer (A Kim Taehyung fanfic)

26. I love you

It's been a long time hasn't it, (*nervous laugh*) where were we?

He's only here for a while. Just until he finds somewhere else to stay. And the he'll go. He'll be gone...

Right... Here we go then (no pun intended)

My eyes fluttered open, rubbing my eyes to get used to my surroundings. I sleepily groaned as I sat up from the couch, wrapped in Taehyung's arms as he lightly snored. I glanced at my mother, dozing off on my father's shoulder. I snapped my head round to Taehyung, flicking his forehead. He groaned, pulling a tired face. He hauled himself up and collapsed again, squishing me underneath him.

"Get off me." I mumbled beneath him.

"Why'd do you wake me up for?" He whined.

His weight grew on me but I managed to push him off me. I dragged myself of the couch, picking up all the empty plates and cups and made my way to the kitchen. My flimsy arms let the dishes clatter into the sink and then I stared at it. I stared at it for quite some time. Frowning at the fact that sooner or later my mother would make me wash these up. But I choose later. The doorbell rang. It seemed louder than usual which just peed me off more.

"Who is it?" My raspy voice tried yelling.

I lazily clicked the door open, revealing a woman smiling brightly at me. Aish, isn't it too early to be this happy? She had pale skin, and her eyes were so dark they almost looked black. Her fringe almost covered her eyes and her long locks grazed her bare arms.

"Who are you?" I muttered, trying to be as polite as my half asleep self could be.

"I am Park Bo Mi." She grinned.

"Uh.. One second..." I mumbled, fumbling backwards back into the living room.

I flopped onto the ground beside my mother, weakly shaking her. My father twitched a little, his eyes slowly opening. He looked around and smiled when he saw me.

"Good mor-"

"There's someone at the door." I said.

He looked confused, bobbing his head towards the door to see the woman. He picked my mother up and set her onto the couch. Taehyung heard the rustling, he opened one eye and scrambled over to the side of the couch, placing my mother's hand over his head. Naturally, she petted him like she used to when we were five and he'd come stay over for a few days, and he fell asleep again.

Ye Jun's point of view:

"There's someone at the door." Areum sighed.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Someone at the door? What's that got to do with me? I stretched forward looking for this so called visitor. It was her. The beating in my heart stopped, praying that Areum was not aware of who she was to me. I glanced over at Haneul, her innocent form kinda drooling on my shoulder. Gently placing her on the couch, I made my way towards Bo Mi.

"What do you want?" I growled, my voice still low as I yawned.

"I want you back." Bo Mi said.

"I don't."

"But I love you." She whined, balling her hands into fists.