Obsessed | kth ✓

- fifteen -

"i only call you when it's half past five...

the only time that I'll be by your side

i only love it when you touch me, not feel me

when I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah..."

The screen lit up with Taehyung's name on top and the phone started buzzing insistently in my hand.

I was so startled the first seconds that I couldn't even move. I stared at the phone. Then I touched the little green icon on the display, my fingers trembling.

"Hello?"

For some seconds all I could hear in my ears was my heartbeat. I didn't even breathe.

"Are you asleep?"

His husky voice pulled the strings of my heart painfully. My stomach turned upside down. He sounded distant but I could feel that he was nervous.

"No." I paused. "What is it?"

"I-" It sounded like he faltered. Wait a minute. Kim Taehyung was faltering? "It's nothing."

I waited for him to finish his sentence but all I could hear was silence.

"Taehyung, no one calls at 2 am for nothing."

"I just wanted to know how you were."

"Well, I've never been better, so thank you for your concern."

I didn't want to play the cold bitch card but I wanted to keep my pride. So did he, apparently, because it seemed easier to have a conversation with a wall than with Kim Taehyung.

I heard him take a deep breath in and I could imagine him wrinkle his forehead, attempting to pick his words carefully.

"There was this girl here." He started talking slowly and I felt as if I had lost the ground under my feet.

"A girl? I see." Was all I could say. It was like there was a lump in my throat preventing me from making a sound. I gulped loudly. "Did you call me to tell me this?"

"No. No, it's nothing like that. This girl, she... She looked just like you. She reminded me of you. I thought she resembled you a lot but then I realized that no one can be you. Because you're one of a kind."

Taehyung babbled these last words so quickly that I paused to wonder whether I've heard him correctly.

"Why are you telling me this? Is it because you're drunk?" I asked.

"Because I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. And I know you haven't stopped thinking about me." Taehyung sighed. "Y/N? Say something, please."

"Taehyung, you're confusing me."

"I want to see you now. Can I come over? I'm like five minutes away from your place." Taehyung cleared his throat and added in a more formal voice. "That is, if you'll have me."

I leaned back on the wall and sighed loudly.

"Fine."

***

I was still in my oversized black hoodie and black jeans that I had been wearing while out with Jimin. My conversation with him had left my feelings in a mess and had fucked with my head. On top of that I hadn't slept in probably 72 hours and all I had eaten all day was a slice of 2-day old pizza.

I changed in a comfortable black t-shirt and just then my doorbell rang. I opened the door. Taehyung had leaned on one shoulder on the door frame, hands in his pockets. He was formally dressed in a classical black coat over a black shirt and a pair of ripped jeans showing just a little bit of the skin on his knees.