switch // kth ✓

chapter sixteen

//(Y/N) in body of Taehyung//
It was dark and it would have been silent if it wasn't for the rain. The sound of the rain hitting the roof made things a little more bearable. I lay on Taehyung's bed again with my arms hugging my legs under the soft blanket. My arms around myself so tightly, becoming a ball.

I didn't want to cry because of what had happened back at Hana's house. I didn't know she held all that emotion inside of her. But I did cry because of the guilt. How come I never saw through Hana? Aren't I her best friend?

I was quiet now, tears dried. The door to the room creaked open, but I didn't notice someone came in until the bed dipped.

"How are you feeling?" Taehyung said after a moment of silence. I stayed facing away, my back to him.

"I'm not okay. I just feel guilty," My voice seemed fragile and delicate. I sighed, hugging my legs tighter if it was even possible. "A good friend would have noticed something was wrong."

I felt a hand on my waist. "(Y/N), don't beat yourself over it. I don't want to see you doing that to yourself," Taehyung pulled on my waist lightly. "Come on let me see you."

"I don't know, I just should have seen something wrong somehow," I turned to face Taehyung. His eyes were puffy and his cheeks were pink. I frowned at the thought of him crying. "Hana didn't seem like she was holding that much in. She's always so happy." 

"Yeah she seems happy but she's just like that, I guess. She holds in her emotions to not worry other people." Taehyung looked at the ceiling. He seemed to know things about Hana, things I didn't even know.

"How do you know that? I never knew." His face became sadder than it already looked. He frowned and his eyes lost the small sparkle they had.

"Second year of high school. When we hung out," he scratched the back of his neck. "She trusted me a lot. She told me that she was going through something but she wasn't specific. Hana told me about her problem with emotions and told me she just wanted to be completely happy."

I stared at Taehyung as he talked about Hana. It all seemed to click then. They were always close. Hana trusted him and then the trust was broken when he left us. One question was on my mind, why didn't she trust me?

Taehyung's hand shot up to his head. He moved like he was drunk even as he was sitting. "Taehyung, are you okay?" I reached out to him until the room began to spin. I closed my eyes to try to find some sort of stillness but it only made me even more dizzy.

It left as suddenly as it came. I opened my eyes once I didn't feel disoriented anymore. "Taehyung?" I called out.

"I'm on the bed now," he wrapped his hand around my wrist. "We switched again."

"Yeah, we did. Looks like we understood each other again." I put on a small smile. Taehyung copied me and pulled me down with him.

My heart beat so loudly that I could hear it in my ears. He wrapped an arm around my waist and he rested his head on his other hand. "You're an amazing friend, (N/N). It just wasn't easy to see this side of Hana, but-" he put a strand of hair behind my ear. "Now that you know something is wrong you can help her."

"You're right." I smiled wider this time. Taehyung seemed to light up at that. He perked up, looking to want to liven up the mood. It did work, at least a little bit. There was something soothing about him. His eyes? Aura? Maybe it was just the situation. All I knew is that I felt better.

His intense gaze stayed on me. It made me want to hide but it also made me want to stay here with him and look back as if it was some spell. "Did you know that your eyes never change even when we've switched?"