Hyejin's POV
I closed the door behind me, my eyes staring blankly at the floor, while approaching the bed.
I layed comfortably on it, looking up to the ceiling, that was covered with a blanket.
The ceiling above my head is a glass window and it was creeping me out because I kept on imagining a head falling onto it.
So I ended up covering the window with a blanket.
I just layed there in silence, as Taehyung's confession repeatedly lingered in my mind.
Did he really mean it?
When he confessed earlier, I was rather shocked and confused, and instead of answering him, I just told him that I'm going to my room and bluntly left.
I shifted my body position into facing my right side, facing the door, hugging the cute cat plushie that Tae got for me against my chest.
I can't stop thinking about Taehyung's words, and now I am having trouble sleeping since all I could think of is his confession. But one question,
Do I like him?
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I woke up to the sound of my ringtone blasting off, as I groaned at the noise, before grabbing my phone from the left side of the bed.
"What?", I mumbled with my hoarse sleepy voice.
"You're not awake yet?", Taehyung chuckled at the other line.
"Yeah, not yet.", I yawned, facing my left side.
"My father's secretary will come over to get some documents. I don't want you to get shocked. That's all," he said.
"Where are you?", I spoke, my eyes still closed.
"I left to buy us breakfast. Is Yoongi hyung still at home?", he asked.
"I don't know, I just woke up.", I said to him.
"Okay, I'll just see you later. Get up and wash up or anything!", he nagged.
"Ugh, fine. See you later," I groaned and sat up straightly, ending the call.
I got up, and took a shower, before putting on an oversized baby pink t-shirt with the word 'cute' written on it in bold black, pairing it with a black legging.
I just walked out of my room, and that is when someone rang the doorbell, as I walked up to the door.
I opened the door, and my eyes widened to see the man's face, as I quickly slammed the door shut, but he managed to step his foot inside, and he has forced himself into the apartment.
"I guess it's my fate to spend some time with you in bed," the guy that my father tried to pimp me to smirked, taking a few steps forward.
"D-don't get near me,"
I keep backing off, my breath getting uneven, my heart beating faster than ever, as he caught me in his arms.
"Are you excited, babygirl?", he whispered into my ear, as I leaned away from him.
"Ahjussi, please I'm begging you. Please don't do this to me," I pleaded, earning a laugh from the man.
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• Passenger •
Fanfiction"Who are you??" In which he found out there's a secret, hidden passenger in the back seat of his car.
