Ashen || k.th.

9

"Do you live here alone?" Taehyung asks as he fiddles with my fingers. Ever since he held them, he never let them go. He insists that he likes the warmth and true to it, he seems too fascinated with it. The telly was on but no one pays attention to it. I mean, how could you when there's someone distracting you?

"Yeah. Just me and Yeontan."

"Why? Where are your parents?" I turned to look at him with a sad expression. "What's wrong, kitten?"

"They've kicked me out 2 years ago." He paused his hand's movements and looked at me.

"What? Why would they do that? You're just 18 at that time!" He exclaimed making me laugh a bit, trying to show that this is not a big deal to me anymore.

"I have dreams for myself. But unfortunately, they also have for me. They want me to be an engineer, architect, or a doctor." I paused and closed my eyes. I feel like this talking is just so exhausting. I felt his hands tighten around mines as his eyes bore through me. "But I don't. I chose to take art. When they found out that I shifted courses, they got so mad and kicked me out of our home. So I ended up staying with a good friend until I land here."

"I'm so sorry to hear that." He muttered, looking sad all of a sudden.

"It's okay, Tae. I'm used to it."

"Then what do you do for a living?" He asked in a childish tone. His curiosity making me grin. I know that he is trying to lighten up the mood and I can't help but appreciate it.

"I paint and sell them at exhibits. I also babysit every weekends, works as a student assistant at school, and I tutor during the end of semester. I don't have tuition to pay because I have a scholarship so I just think of my rent and my food everyday." I stated and he looked at me with a proud grin.

"Oh wow. You're like superwoman." He stated making me laugh. "So you painted all of these?" He asks as he eyes the paintings that hang on the wall. I nodded and he stood up to inspect each one of it, tagging me along as he never lets go of my hand.

"They are so beautiful." He looks so fascinated by my works which makes me happy. It's good to see your work appreciated by others especially when you worked hard for it.

"Thank you, Taehyung." He looked back at me and winked making me roll my eyes. "Alright, how about a tour around my flat now?" I suggested to which he nodded.

"This is my kitchen. My favorite place in the entire house, second to my bedroom, of course. The fridge is just right there so if--" I paused and realized something. "Do you eat, Taehyung?"

"I don't know. But I don't get hungry. Not even thirsty." He replied with an innocent shrug of his shoulders.

"Do you want to try?"

"Yeah sure. But can we do it some other time? I'm not pretty sure if I'm in a mood for a food."

"Of course. We're taking it real slow." I closed the fridge. "Come on, I'll show you my bedroom."

"God, Y/N, at least take me to dinner first." He joked. I turned my head towards him with disbelief at his cocky response.

"What the hell, Kim Taehyung?" He laughed at my reaction. And boy, does he laugh. He looked so boyish, happy, and carefree.

"Oh come on. I know you find me hot." He winked at me again making me bury my face in my hand.

"Oh my god." I said while blushing. "I can't believe you, Tae." I laughed along with him as he draped his arm across my shoulders.

"I'm just kidding, Y/N." He said as he pulls me close to him. "But seriously, you think I'm hot, don't you?"

"Cocky bastard." I mumbled under my breath to which he laughed. Trying to hide the fact that I am being exposed.

"If I were alive, I bet you would be drooling all over my sexy body." He raised his eyebrows up and down, still maintaining that proud look on his face.

"Stop it, Taehyung!" I warned him but he just laughed harder. He began winking consecutively at me as I began to fake a cringe. He clutched his stomach and swiped a few tears that came out from his eyes from laughing at my disgusted face.

"Oh god, I love messing with you."

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"Are you sure you're okay with sleeping there?" I asked as he took a seat at my couch. He tilted his head and scanned the couch.

"For the millionth time, Y/N, yes. I'm okay sleeping here. There's nothing suspicious or creepy on your couch, anyways." He said with a laugh. "I've slept on the floor for three years, remember? And take note, it's in a cemetery."

"You know you could always sleep in the bed with me, right? If ever you become uncomfortable, just tell me." I assured him.

"Yes, ma'am. Now go to sleep. You told me you have classes tomorrow."

"Alright." I nodded. He stood up to give me a hug which made my heart thump inside my chest. I know it's just a friendly gesture but I just can't help it.

"Goodnight, Y/N." He whispers in my ear before he breaks off.

"Goodnight, Taehyung." I dismissed with a small smile but none of us moved. No one dared to go to their sleeping places. Instead, we stood there just staring at each other. I bit my lip due to the tension until he let out a sigh.

"Damn it. One more." He said as he tugs at my hand and enclosed me in his arms again. I let out a giggle and hugged him back. We stood there for a couple of seconds or maybe minutes, just enjoying being close to each other.

"I'm starting to have an obssession with hugging you, Y/N. I like your warmth." He confessed making me blush.

"Alright, that's it. I need to sleep." He broke off after giving me another gentle squeeze.

"Sleep well, kitten." He beamed at me and began waving goodbye.

"You too, Tae."

A/N: A little background about Y/N in this chapter. Sorry if this isn't much.. I'm really trying my best for you guys. Anyways, thank you so much for 300 reads and almost  200 votes! I can't thank you guys enough for letting me share this with you. Please vote and comment if you enjoyed this chapter. I love you!
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