I was half asleep, when I felt someone nudge me with their hands.
I moved around a little bit, and when I slowly opened my eyes, I almost crapped in my pants. It was Taehyung again.
"Follow me." He whispers.
He then started walking out the room and glanced behind to make sure I was actually going to follow him.
I let out a groan because I could be sleeping an extra hour and 5 minutes right now. What does he want at this hour? He is one weird soul, but it's okay because so am I.
I walked with him towards his room, and that was when he closed the door shut behind him. I'm not going to lie, he does very unexpected things, so as of right now, I am not having the best feeling about this.
His room was pitched black and the only small amount light I can see, is from his window on the right.
I got a little uncomfortable because he was slowly scanning my body, all the way from my feet to my face. With the very minimal amount of light in the room,I could still see that his eyes were getting very dark.
He then suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him, I then let out a small gasp.
I was about to respond and ask him what the hell was he thinking. but then he urgently whispered to me,"We have to get out of here." My body was still inches away from him. He has to be kidding me right? My husband works for North Korean government, and anywhere I go, I could just never escape him.
"Lets go, I've been planning this a couple of days ago, theres a cab waiting for us outside right now."
He then proceeded to pull my wrist in the direction of the window to our right.
I tried to pull my hand out from underneath his grip, but it was just so tight. I finally then pulled my arm back as hardest as I can, that was when taehyung looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.
"No. I'm sorry but I can't." I then proceeded to look towards the floor. I am ashamed of yourself right now because I know he is just trying to save me from my horrendous fiance. But what he doesn't know is that he would be dead as well if my finace found out I ran away with him.
I know Taehyung is someone who does not get angry often but in this moment, I could tell he was fuming. Probably thinking I was the dumbest bitch on earth for not wanting to leave.
He didn't say anything for the past couple of minutes, which was, I'm not going to lie, a little intimidating.
He then let out a huge sigh and walked past me to sit on the corner of his bed. I could hear that he was scuffling his hair with his hands.
I then turned around and I saw that he was cupping his face with his hands. He always just looks so sad, and I wish I could help him but I know I can't if I'm like this.
In that moment while I was looking at him, I wondered what it would've been like if we were born in anywhere else but North Korea. We both would've been much happier. We both wouldn't have felt like a burden by just simply living. We both would've laughed every single day over a korean variety show. And maybe, we both would've been together.
But just not in this life.
I looked at him one last time before promising myself I will never have feelings for him again. Feelings as in, caring about if he's okay or not.
I then walked towards the direction of his door and whispered to him, "I'm sorry." I then finally close the door behind me.
