Jisoo is done with dating. She used to be the romantic type, but she could never find a guy who would treat her right. Her trust was broken. Now she's given up her searching to focus on her career as an idol. However, her career has brought her clos...
The last time I saw Kim Taehyung was when he left that night, battered and bruised. I wish I could have gone to the hospital with him, but my presence only would have caused more problems. So, I was forced to wait for the news of his recovery. Alone. Nobody else but BTS knew about it. Not even Blackpink.
I went on with my daily life. My members couldn't understand the ups and downs to my emotions since I met Taehyung. After they realized they couldn't help me, they left me alone. Fans started speculating on my sudden seriousness during events, but none of their conclusions came anywhere close to the real reason.
I missed Taehyung. His gigantic smile, his deep laugh, his childish mannerisms. I missed every part of him. It hurt even more to not know if he was doing alright. I guess this is what they mean when they say distance makes the heart fonder.
It was a sunny afternoon. Our promotional period for "As If It's Your Last" had passed, so Blackpink's work schedule had calmed down quite a bit. I was given a chance to nap for the first time in months. I wasn't too good at naps though, so I just laid in bed and played on my phone.
As I was scrolling through the comments on Blackpinks V-live, a sudden notification popped up. I got a message. Clicking on the text, Taehyung's name appeared. Under it he said,
"Jissooooah"
I instantly sat upward and flung my blanket off in the process. My heart started having palpitations at seeing his name show up on my screen. I had completely forgotten we exchanged numbers last time we hung out. It must have been before the night had gone downhill and he was beaten up.
Okay Jisoo, don't freak out. Just reply normally. Act like you haven't been thinking about him. Or the kiss.
"Taehyung?"
When he didn't respond immediately I added onto my message.
"Are you okay?"
My eyes stayed trained on the screen, waiting desperately for his reply.
"I jus got out if the hospitl. I hrt. Wipll u cme comfrt me?"
After I deciphered his message, I realized what he was asking. He wanted me to come over to his dorm.
"Can't your members help you?"
"Theyr not here."
I bit my lip in thought. That means I would be with Taehyung all alone at his dorm. It was a tantalizing, dangerous request. But, if he was injured, it's not like he could try anything.
Several minutes passed before I pressed the send button.
"Ok."
"Youl com over?" He responded.
"Yeah."
He texted me the address, along with several excited cartoon puppy emojis. I smiled faintly at that, before setting down my phone and jumping out of bed.
I deliberated over what to wear. It's not like I could walk over in my pajamas. I doubt Taehyung would mind, but the public would criticize me
Eventually I settled on this.
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