He Was My Student [[KTH]] ✔️

TWENTY-NINE

I had fallen asleep on the sofa, holding Yeontan close to me and he was snoring quietly. I could hear quiet tapping on something plastic and I opened an eye to see Jungkook and Taehyung sitting on the floor playing a game on the PlayStation. The volume was turned down and as they were speaking to each other, it was barely above a whisper. I couldn't help but smile at how thoughtful they were and Yeontan huffed when I moved slightly. But he didn't budge.

"Top left," I said making them both jump.

"Hana," Taehyung said coming over to me "Are you ok? Jungkook told me that Jin showed up at the door and I think you should call Yoongi,"

I sat up and Yeontan huffed once again and jumped onto the floor, walking away from me. He walked over to his bed and got comfy before staring at me with his big eyes.

"I don't want to call Yoongi," I said, "Yoongi can't do anything,"

"But he is a cop, which means he can help you,"

"Yoongi isn't on the case because we are friends," I shrugged, "How was work?"

Taehyung sighed "It was hard. Jin came to see me and it took a lot for me not to beat the shit out of him in front of the students. A little heads up, Jisung's science class guessed that Jin beat you up, but I managed to convince them it wasn't him,"

"You didn't convince them at all," I said, "They are smart and if you were angry with Jin, then they will be angry with Jin,"

"I guess,"

"I should be off now," Jungkook said, "I have some shit to do at home,"

"Thanks for keeping me company," I said, smiling at him "It was fun,"

"Any time," He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck, "Miss, I just need to say something. In school, I'm sorry for being a dick towards you. I didn't realise that you were trying your best for us and I treated you like a bitch,"

"You were going through shit yourself and I don't hate you for being a dick," I said, "Most students are dicks, so you're alright,"

Jungkook nodded "Thanks, anyway. I'll see you later, Tae,"

Taehyung walked his friend to the door and came back shortly with his bag. He sat next to me and rummaged through the bag and pulled something out. He handed it to me and I frowned.

"I had no say in this whatsoever," He said, "And I don't know what has been written in it because no one let me see"

I opened the card and my eyes stung with tears. I smiled and read through the little notes my students had given me. Taehyung put his arm around me as I covered my face with the card as I cried. Who knew that those little shits could be so nice?

"Are you ok?" Taehyung asked.

"I don't know!" I cried "Everything fucking sucks! I might not be living with Jin at the moment, but I'm still scared that something bad will happen. I'm worried that if I leave this place alone, then he will find me and do worse than just beat me up,"

"I won't let that happen,"

"How can you be so confident?" I asked, almost snapping at him, "You can't keep watch of me all the time. I'm a grown woman and I need my independence but just the thought of leaving the house makes me want to be sick,"

"Hana, you're right," He said, "I can only do so much but I am confident that I won't let anything bad happen to you again. It was bad enough the first time I saw finger marks on your skin but the bruises over your face and body make me feel sick," He got to his feet and started to pace back and forth "I feel that it's my fault that this happened,"

"What do you mean?"

"If only I had kept my mouth shut at the work drinks, then none of this would be happening. You wouldn't be covered in bruises and you'd be living happily with him,"

"This isn't your fault,"

"No? Then if I hadn't have said anything, would you be covered in bruises?"

I sighed "Probably,"

"Don't be stupid, Hana,"

"I'm not being stupid!" I snapped and got to my feet and walked over to him "Something else could have happened for him to snap. Someone might have hugged me and Jin could have snapped. I could go out for dinner with my sister and not invite him, and he might snap. Just because you mentioned that you kissed me when you were 18 years old doesn't mean that any of this is your fault,"

"Do you-"

"This is my fault. No one else's. Mine," I said, glaring at him "I let him punch and kick me, I let him treat me like a piece of shit. I'm the one you should blame for what I look like and for what is going on,"

Taehyung ran his hands through his hair "It hurts so much to see you like this. How can I not blame myself? If I had just kept-"

"Enough of talking out of your ass," I said, "Jungkook made me realise that no one is to blame. It isn't your fault and it isn't my fault. It's Jin's. Jin is the one that is fucked up in the head and he is to blame for snapping and raising his fists to me,"

"I just love you so much, that I don't want to see you hurt anymore," He said quietly, "I want to help you get stronger,"

I stepped into his embrace and closed my eyes "You are helping me feel strong and even though Jin still scares me, there isn't anything I can do about it. I just need you to keep me above the water," I felt myself start to cry "I don't want to drown in fear, Taehyung,"

"I won't let you," He said holding me tighter "I won't let anything happen to you. I promise,"

I nodded and let out a sigh. I felt my heart speed up as I started to think about how much Taehyung had done for me and I looked up at him. He smiled gently at me and rested his chin on the top of my head. 

"I love you, Hana," He said quietly, "Even if you don't love me back, I won't ever stop loving you,"

I swallowed the lump in my throat and my heart began to race at his words. How could something like that make me feel like a teenage girl? I had to tell him. He probably thought that I was leading him on but there was no chance in hell that I was.

"Taehyung," I whispered.

"Hmm?" 

"I..." I paused and took a deep breath "I...I do love you back. I didn't think that I did, but...I do. I love you,"