Fear | K.th [Editing]

A Crack in the Glass [49°]

I keep my eyes trained on Korain as he walks around the bedding, gathering the rope, grabbing tissues to clean himself off, and offering to use some to help clean me up. I stay quiet, softly rubbing around my wrist where the ropes were burning into the skin, a slight ache and red marks surrounding them. I tense when he steps toward me, this time offering underwear, a pair of loose shorts, and a hoodie that looked a bit oversized--his hoodie; remembering one night I saw him adorned in the light brown material.

I take it from him and he turns back around to fondle with something else, cleaning around the area. I soon realized what he was doing; making it seem like what had just happened between me and him never occurred. He knows I'm not going to tell Taehyung, there was nothing to tell him. Sure, his brother had sex with me, but, our relationship together isn't established, so it shouldn't matter.

"I sense 'em comin' up the stairs," Korains giddy voice breaks me out of my thoughts, my head turning toward him. "Issa twin thin'." He concedes, thinking I was actually listening to what he had said.

I blink away and toward the door when I hear footsteps. Korain tosses something on the ground and kicks it underneath the bed before the door opens. My head turns, peering up at Taehyung as he steps inside and closes the door slowly.

He was inspecting the room once he stepped in. His gaze lands on me first before Korain. His brother holds up his arms, grinning as he greets Taehyung with opened arms. Taehyung places a bag down onto the table and pushes Korain away, sitting down in front of me. His eye lands on the brown hoodie, gaze flickering up to Korain who was still standing; scratching the back of his arm as he turns around.

"Did you do something to her?" Korain whips his head back around, his eyebrows raising at Taehyung's accusation.

Then his brows furrow, pretending to not understand what Taehyung had said. He shakes his head in denial, his eyes glancing my way shortly. I purse my lips, feeling the sudden tension in the room.

"Why is your shirt off?" Our eyes land on Korains shirtless torso, his gaze also cascading to his bare stomach save for the tattoos.

He makes up an excuse, "I was just 'bout ta take a shower 'til I sensed ya were comin', sweetheart." He ends his sentence with a curt smile.

I can tell Taehyung knows something isn't being exposed to him, his eye looking around the room for anything out of the ordinary. "It smells weird in here." He mentions, Korain turning around as he huffs, dismissing his brothers comment as him being delusional. I knew what he was smelling. The room stunk of sex, pretty prominent too. I remain quiet, crossing my arms over my chest as I wait for him to figure out the puzzle pieces on his own.

"Korain, I need to talk to y/n. Privately." I notice the scratching of his knee when he speaks, the flicker against his worn nails; he wants to discuss what had happened last night--mention the elephant that was in the room as soon as he walked in.

Korain furrows his brows in question, finding a shirt that was thrown on the ground and pulling it over his tatted chest. I try not to stare, focusing my gaze somewhere else. "Uh, so what? Ya want me ta go outside?" Taehyung nods, "Oh, lemme just...grab my cigs." We quietly wait for Korain to do just that, sniffling and shuffling over to the room's front door.

Taehyung glances over his shoulder once he hears the door close shut, becoming silent soon after.

He takes a deep breath, thrumming his fingers against his thighs as he turns back around. He pulls at one of his ears, keeping his gaze lowered. "I left at around dawn this morning after our 'talk,'" I nod along, he clears his throat. "I took a walk in a nearby park and began to think very...very hard and very very long about your, your words and about everything that has happened...that we've been through and I just needed to make sure I was sure about myself." Another inhale.