WHEN SHE BECOMES MINE | KTH ✔

27.LOVE YOU

"When you touch her, don't touch her with hesitation. Just touch her like you own her! Trust me, she knows the difference."

Ha Sun's POV

Where are you, Taehyung?

I checked the bed sheet was covering well; I can't find his clothes anywhere; even the extra backpack was gone. I started overthinking about this. How if he runs away from me? Was he really taking my word seriously?
I hurried to run outside the room, looking for him in every place I could find him. I saw a familiar figure when I walked in the long hall, looking at the paper while walking opposite me.

"Hey Taehyung!." I snapped right on his face, startling him.

"What the... Ah I think someone. Why you here? You can wai,-"

Wait, someone? Are you serious, Taehyung?

"Someone? Who is the person? Or I called a girl?." My blood boiled in anger. How could he just meet another woman beside our problem and show up?

"Yeah, it's a woman, a beautiful woman exactly." He admitted, turning behind his back then to his first position.

"Woah, you are really unbelieveable. How could you make a fuss right on my face?." I brushed my hair back, staring him disappointed.

"What fuss? She is helping me a lot with administration. Am I wrong?." He frowned, showing an innocent face, making me fall for him.

Not today, boy

"Nice act, Taehyung. You take revenge on me. You make fun of me while I confuse to forgive you or not, but you just take a short cut, literally. I'm so done with you."
I crossed my hand; he was pissing me off.

He grinned at me for what I yelled to him. Damn it, Taehyung. You just a boy and being bastard like others. He pulled my wrist, dragging me somewhere.
I wriggled my best to realize his grip, but my strength was not enough to beat him. I believed he brought me to the front desk of information. He sat me down near the desk, looking around like looking for someone.

"Taehyung, why you bring me,-..."

"Sun ah, how did you didn't pick up my call?." A voice yelled at me, like a familiar voice I heard every day in my house.

Wait, my house?!?

I turned to the sound source, looking at a woman walking with black heels, simple formal clothes, and short hair. The rash sound of the heals made me sure who she was.

"What are you doing here, Mom?." I stood in surprise, hanging my chin down lightly.

"I'm the one who asks the question. Why don't you call me once? Even when your future husband is in the hospital, you should call me, Sun Ah. Do you know how worried I am?." She shook my body many times, showing a worried face and intensely staring at my eyes.