Love Me

7;

Taehyung didn't look good today. He was limping, and sometimes he would clench his stomach secretly. But I can clearly see it.

"Hey Tae, let me talk to you for a minute", I said to him.

"W-Why?", he said.

His voice sounded a bit rusty. I sighed and grabbed his wrist. He winced and pulled his wrist back.

"Taehyung...", I said

Don't tell me he...did it.

"Just let me please talk to you", I begged.

He sighed and dragged me to the restroom.

"What is it?", he asked.

"What's wrong?", I said.

"What do you mean?",

I sighed and pulled his sleeve up. He gasped and tried to pull back, but I held his wrist tighter. He winced, I loosened my grip.

"Tae...",

"Let go of me please", he begged.

"Tae-", he cut me off.

"Why are you so curious?! Huh?! All of a sudden you want to talk to me and ask me all of these questions! Why do you want to talk to me now!!? Why couldn't it be back then when I tried talking to you!! Why?! Your making this so hard for me!!", tears started coming down his cheeks.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know he was..this hurt.

"Heh, you want to know what happened? Well my beloved father beat me up, happy that you know now?", he said while laughing.

"My parents never loved me from the start..", more tears started coming down his cheeks.

"Hobi is the only one who cares about me", he smiled and looked at the leather bracelet.

I hugged him tightly. I felt tears come down my cheeks. But I didn't care.

"I'm so sorry Tae", I said.

I felt him clench my shirt.

"I-I didn't know", I whispered.

I felt him crying.

"I'm sorry that I hurt you so much back then", I said.

"Jungk-", I cut him off

"Call me Kookie",

"What, why?", he asked.

"Because I miss you calling me that so much", I can tell he was smiling.

"Okay",

Soon, the bell rang. I didn't want to let go of the hug, I wanted to stay like this forever.

"K-Kookie, we have to go", he said

I smiled at the nickname.

"Let's stay like this for a bit", I said.

"But Hobi might be looking for me",

I frowned at the name.

I let go of the hug and stared at his beautiful face.

"Do you like Hoseok?", I asked.

"No, he's just my close friend", he said.

I sighed of relief.

"Good"