|| ENGRAVED RINGS || Kim Taehyung

Chapter 13 - That

Your eyes squinted to read his lips.

Ge...mi...ouch?...

"What does that mean?" you uttered.

"Miss I need to verify your identity before proceeding." The doctor said refrained while rubbing his forehead. Actually he was drowning in frustration to notice the looks you exchanged with Taehyung. He only heard 'you know me right' being replied with 'what does that mean'.

"I'm...His wife." You said barely audible.

You felt his grip loosening around your wrist as the words slipped. Taehyung squinted his eyes brief, but fastly regained the pokerface.

"Seori?" Taehyung called.

"You remem- know her??" The doctor unsuccessfully tried to cover his choice of words.

Matching the puzzles you concluded that Taehyung doesn't remember something... but how much he does is the real question. The doctor looked at you with skeptical eyes as you pondered.

"I need to be straightforward Seori-ssi, you're not the first girl to claim that." The doctor said.

"But the first girl, who's name I remember" Taehyung added quick. Taken aback by the informal speech he used surprised you to the point that you forgot the doctor's remark. The man in white coat heaved a breath, as he played with the words Taehyung threw.

"I'll give you two some time." The doctor eventually gave in at last. "Seori-ssi. Please visit my office before you leave."

"Finally" Taehyung groaned loud for the doctor to hear while throwing himself back at the bed. The doctor exited without further reaction.

"Taehyung...what-" You turned back, expecting to see him lay in bed, not with his face right up at yours and finger pressing your lips.

"Let's get some air." He said.

Startled, you could only nod.

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You followed Taehyung's lead to the little park behind the hospital, he seemed familiar with the place. The weather was only cloudy, yet you couldn't help but tense up a little.

"Relax," Taehyung wrapped your fist with his hand. He naturally laced his fingers with yours while walking, triggering the three deep lines on your forehead. You weren't close to the point of holding hands, but for now you didn't really intend to let go either.

"So you're my wife?" He broke the silence.

"You didn't remember me???" You turned at him.

"You're supposed to be the happy wife who found her husband alive. Not the idiot announcing my condition to the world."

Idiot? Did he just call me that?!

He tightened the hand that held yours, snapping you from your thoughts.

"One, I don't remember and two-" A warm smile flashed across his face, though his tone indicated anything but coldness.

"You better get me out of here." His deep tone sent shivers down your spine.

"What do you mean?" You frowned and stopped walking, but he pulled you along, to continue the two-men-show dedicated to the one man on the rooftop. You didn't noticed that you were eyed, but Taehyung was quick.

"The mad doctor won't let me discharge unless he meets my family."

"How do you know I'm your real wife?" you furrowed your brows.

He held your intertwined hands up to show the two rings encircling both of your fingers. Your eyes grew big, surprised that he noticed yours and that he was still wearing his.

"At least you made yourself useful by wearing these, otherwise I'll had to go through other methods."

Other methods? You kept the thought to yourself.

"I'm sure there's a reason for keeping you here to discuss your health condition with your family."

"Yes cause overdosing is slightly severe than a flue." The sarcasm noticeable in his tone. "Just get me out of here."

"But-"

"Drop the act!" He let go of your hand. Near yanked it away.

"Were you concerned I wouldn't have to rot behind these four walls for weeks!" Taehyung yelled. He was aggravated. Mad. Nostrils flared as he heavily breathed. You've never seen him like this.

"Okay..I'll....talk to the doctor." You gave in due to guilt.

Suddenly some girl from behind walked between the two of you,  pushing you and Taehyung to each side. She raised her hand high and slapped you across the face.

"What are you doing!?!?" Taehyung yelled at the girl, grabbing her arm before she could give you another high five.

You looked at Taehyung with a hurt expression. Your hand touched the burning cheeks that was still stinging.

"Another of your girlfriends?" You mentally laughed at how casually the words came out. He didn't get to answer before the girl barked back.

"I'm his girlfriend!! So what?!? Have a problem?!!" She was about to grab your hair but Taehyung pulled her back. Your soul briefly got the out of body experience.

"OPpA!!!" she screamed as he didn't let her go.

"Hyun Jiyeon!" Her face froze for some seconds as he said her name. Her arms then abruptly wrapped around his waist, her face rubbing against his chest, wetting the gown with her trailing tears and makeup.

"I heard you're having a memory-loss, but you still remember me." She sobbed. You were already making your exit, but as you passed the two lovebirds he grabbed your hand.

In less than seconds he broke free from her locks of arms and pushed Jihyun a few steps back while pulling you behind him. You tried to yank away his hand as the way he let go of yours, but it didn't work likewise.

"Ya!" Taehyung hissed, glaring down at the hand that is still trying to break free from his grip.

"You think running away solves all your problems??" Even his gaze was mocking you.

"That's easy for you to say! You're not the one she want to rip the head off!!"

"Why are you holding her back, she obviously doesn't want to stay!!?" Jihyun angrily stomped her feet on the ground, while shooting you dead glares.

"Taehyung let go..." you begged sincerely. Amidst the second Taehyung looked at you over his shoulder, Jihyun marched in your direction while extending her arm in the progress.

Her arm stretched across his shoulder and your field of vision was soon occupied by the long nails closing its distance to your face. The only signal your brain managed to send was close the eye curtains and prepare for the pain that soon would follow.

But nothing....Nothing was felt beside the loud drumming of your heartbeat. Then you heard Jihyun's little groan. You slowly straightened the wrinkling eyelids to opening eyes witnessing Jihyun being forcefully held back, by one who wasn't Taehyung.