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(Taehyung looking like a cutie last night 😽😽😽😽)
We both froze standing in place, looking at each other. Taehyung's eyes read that they were defeated, sad and irritable all at once. And I hated seeing his face so disappointed.
But am I really in the wrong for feeling how I am feeling? I am basically being attacked, his claims were out of this world. I didn't like the feeling I was feeling towards him. His behavior felt nasty and hurtful, and he was assuming all of these things that weren't true.
I felt myself fighting back tears, I didn't want him to see me crying just yet, it was too soon for that to happen. But I was feeling so frustrated at this point, I might just let them rain.
"Taehyung..." I began to speak, swallowing hard as I gained all the confidence I could to speak in my voice. "Jungkook and I are friends...I don't feel what I feel for you with him...it's impossible. I don't look at him like that at all."
"Am I supposed to believe that because you're telling me this when I know what my eyes saw? Rose, that hurt me." Taehyung spat, his eyebrows narrowed in frustration, still eager to argue with me.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, I really didn't. I wasn't aware that I was doing something so awful to you." I sarcastically passed, my eyes starting to feel heavy with tears. I'm feeling defeated at this point.
"I just don't trust him because you can't be friends with the opposite sex. It doesn't work like that. You wanna know why? Because someone always ends up with feelings, it happens time and time again." Taehyung said directly to me.
I nodded, soaking in all the information he was giving me. I felt like I couldn't defend myself, my words would just get me in deeper in trouble. It was easier to just give up, tell him he's right.
"I..." I started to choke up, looking down at the tiled floor as my eyes started to fill up with tears. I blinked rapidly, hoping they would just disappear but they started to fall. "Sorry."
Taehyung perked up, his mouth opening just a little out of curiosity at what was going on with me. "Are you crying?"
I shook my head. "No, no I'm not."
Taehyung started to walk over to me, his pace quickening and his hands immediately going for my waist, pulling me directly into his arms. "Stop, please don't cry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry, honest."
I fidgeted in his arms, moving my shoulders and arms to try and squeeze my way out of his grasp. "Let go of me, I don't want you touching me right now."
