36||Stigma
(I got tagged, again)"What did you fucking say?!" His voice echoed around the gloomy room as he yelled and grabbed my shoulders rather harshly, his bangs covering his eyes as he refrained himself from punching me. His knuckles were white as he restrained himself, and I was quite grateful that he did, for I knew it would have been the end of me if he didn't resisted to his emotions. "How dare you..." His deep voice sent me back to reality, a cold chill running down my spine, my voice not working as I tried to reason with him. "HOW DARE YOU SAY THOSE HORRIBLE THINGS ABOUT MY GRANDMA! HOW COULD YOU?! YOU'RE THE WORST. NO, YOU'RE DISGUSTING! YOU SHOULD GO TO HELL!" He yelled harshly as he raised his hands up to hit me again, but stopped as he regained back his senses. Lowering his hand, he looked at me with such so much hatred written on his face, something that I never knew he would have given me. Clenching his eyes tightly, he gritted his teeth, and inhaled sharply. His cloudy eyes looked straight mine, his facial expressions showing everything he that he felt. Finding courage to speak, I weakly staggered up, holding up my bruised face as I fought back the tears.
"T-tae. P-please. You have to believe m-me." I whispered as I coughed, air lacking in my lungs as I struggled to breathe through my nose and exhale through my mouth. However, I was more surprised when he fell to the floor with a thud, his hand supporting his head as he looked in pain. "T-tae-." I said as I stretched my arms, trying to help him, but he shook it off rather harshly, staggering back up as he shook his dizzy head. "H-how c-could y-you...I-I n-never knew...that y-you w-were a t-two f-faced person..." His broken voice slapped my face into shame, my heart getting squeezed each passing moment as I looked at his messy, broken figure. Looking so helpless and lost, he grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged it harshly, groaning at the emotional pain he was in.
"Taehyung." My voice called him before I could stop myself, my mind responsible for my unintentional actions. "Do you think I would have wanted to break it into you like this? I care for you, Tae! This will soon be reality, and I just wanted to help you. I wanted to let you spend the remaining time you have with your grandmother, since I knew you would cry to sleep, screaming her name. That's why-." "Why do you even care so much?!" He cut me off as he yelled his lungs out, his eyes blazing with both fire and ice, giving off a deadly vibe. "W-what-." "I asked you! Why do you keep invading my personal privacy?! My family matters?!" He narrowed his eyes at me as he held in his angry tears, my body going limp for a moment as I questioned myself. Why do I? Why do I care so much? I mindlessly zoned out, the unwanted, denying answer right at the back of my head. Because you love him, pabo. My conscience slapped reality into my bones as I just kneeled there, not knowing what to answer.
"I-I can't tell you..." I finally managed to mumble as I lowered my head, shame evident as I gazed at the cold floor, a tear escaping from its merciless cage. "Tell me. Now." He demanded as he shook my trembling figure, to which streams of tears were dripping down my cheeks like a faucet. I'm going to regret this... I groaned innerly as I gazed straight into his demanding eyes, quick flash of shock appearing on his face. "Because I love you, idiot! There, I said it! I'm inlove with you, you dense bastard! I'm fucking inlove with you..." I screamed out my raw emotions, tears blurring my vision as I quickly shaked myself away from his bittersweet touch, my mind intoxicated with his scent. Now what am I going to do? I don't think I could look at him straight in the eyes anymore. Stupid Yuki! What will become of you now?! My mind screamed at me, my heart hammering painfully against my fragile chest, regret instantly flooding in my brain.
However, what his next response caught me off guard. "And to think I liked you too from the very start..." My head snapped towards Taehyung, who was chuckling airly as he gazed at me with those emotionless eyes, scaring me a bit. H-he loves me? He loves me! That was all that echoed in my head as I sat there, frozen against the wall that was supporting me. I stared at him with hopeful eyes as I hastily leaned on the wall, slowly pushing myself up. "But you know what?" His voice shook me out from my trance as I looked at his cold figure nearing me by second, instantly holding my breath. A whiff of his scent made me almost go crazy, but I stopped myself in time, not wanting to look so childish. "I loved you. I don't love you anymore." Was what he whispered harshly against my ear as I stared at him with shock, my heart crashing and shattering into millions of tiny particles.
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