He Submits [BTS Fanfiction] √

XX

Chapter Twenty

Really. There was really a reason for everything.

Iba ang naging pakikitungo sa akin ni Jimin nitong mga nakaraang araw, kahit noong hindi pa nangyayari ang pag-amin sa akin ni Jungkook at pagkikita nina Daddy at Jimin ay may iba na talaga sa kaniya.

He had never forgotten to text me which suddenly happened those times. Every time he would have something to do, which would be just about our mission, he would always make sure to text me, to inform me so I wouldn't end up just guessing his whereabouts and escapades. We were just too caught up with each other that we always wanted to know each other's time to time activity. We were inseparable even when not in each other's side.

Pinalagpas ko iyong nangyari nitong nagdaang mga araw kasi may sarili rin akong issues na kinakaharap. My life was suddenly thrown into a very confusing and troublesome havoc that was too difficult and very strange for me to handle. So I let him slide, so I let him do everything he pleased just so he also gave me my space.

I both had given each other's space from each other.

"Natatakot ako sa mga iniisip mo."

Mula sa pagkakatulala dahil sa layo ng nilalakbay ng utak ko ay napatitig ako sa lalaking kaharap ko na prente lang na nakasandal sa upuan niya habang nasa bibig ang hawak niyang tinidor. His red full lips prettily and very softly had the lucky metal sandwiched in between, making other things envy it.

On our table were two servings of blueberry cheesecakes and each of our choices of drink, mine was a tall glass of avocado fruit juice while he had his espresso. Siya ang um-order ng lahat ng ito dahil masyado akong wala sa sarili ko kanina para pumili ng makakakain.

Who could eat peacefully in this kind of situation? Siya lang naman dahil wirdo siya.

He was even very excited for a guy who had something serious to talk about with while striding inside the cafe earlier, even skipping at his ground. Para siyang bata kanina na excited na excited nang kumain.

I almost felt like babysitting a kid.

Kung mayroon lang talaga siyang filter, like I could just filter him to a serious and normal guy so I wouldn't have to handle a weird guy in the middle of this messed up and confusing situation.

"Since when did you know about them, Taehyung?" mariin kong tanong dahil hindi nakakatulong ang presensiya niya ngayon at ang katotohanang may alam siya.

Bumuntong-hininga siya saka ibinaba ang tinidor sa tissue'ng nasa tabi ng platito niya saka umayos ng upo. He casually leaned on the table, his arms prompted against the flat surface and his hands held each other while staring intently at me with his deep hooded eyes and lips pressed in a thin line.

Gone was the child-like attitude he just had, should I be thankful or get scared?

He would always be so mysterious for me, not because I couldn't cope up with how the way his mind ran but because of all the things he knew to himself that could probably regard everyone's life. Including mine's and Jimin's… or even Jungkook's.

Seriously, ano ang mga nalalaman niya? The feeling of not knowing what he knew scared me.

"Ever since it started…" He swallowed first the obvious congestion in his throat before continuing. "I actually know a lot that it scares me, I'm afraid of the possible measures this will seriously take if this would continue, Hannan… so you should stop."

My eyes instantly landed on his fist when I saw his arms flex on top of the table. His fists to each other were tightly closed as if he was just restricting himself from doing something he would really regret after, muscles from his lightly tan arms showing vividly.