Autumn Leaves / Park Jimin fanfiction

42. Blocked Caller ID

Monochopsis
The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

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Autumn's POV

I laid in Taehyung's bed staring up at the ceiling.

"You've not spoken to me all evening, what's wrong?" Taehyung wrapped his arms around my body pulling me close to his. After the argument in the restaurant I had asked him to drive me back home but he had refused, agreeing to drive me back to Seoul tomorrow.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I lied, moving out of his arms and turning to face away from him. All I wanted was to be alone, as far away from human contact as possible, but that wasn't an option with Taehyung around.

"I know you're lying." Taehyung sat up to look over at me.

"I'm just tired, that's all." It was a stupid excuse that I knew Taehyung would see straight through. The truth was I was scared. I'd lost my temper in the restaurant and overreacted, if I could take back the words I said I would. "Is it true, did you send the photos?" I couldn't stop thinking about it since Hobi had said it, I'd wanted to ask more about it but Taehyung had cut me off.

"Of course not!" Taehyung's voice made me jump, "I can't believe you would even ask that."

"I don't know Taehyung, it's hard to trust you when everyone is telling me you're the bad guy." I rolled over to face him.

"Where is this coming from?" He questioned, softening his voice. One moment he's shouting at me, making me feel as small as possible and then the next trying to comfort me.

"I'm tired, I can't think straight, we'll talk about it in the morning." We weren't going to get anywhere like this.

"You can't leave me, Autumn, I think we both know you couldn't live without me." Taehyung attempted to hug me but I brushed him off. "You're either with me or against me Autumn." He said before turning over and falling asleep.

I couldn't sleep that night. I looked over at Taehyung who was still snoring lightly, he looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, such a contrast to when he was awake. Checking the time on my phone I realised it was only 2am. I clicked on my messages scrolling down to Jimin's contact. I knew I shouldn't be rereading our messages but I couldn't help it. I was looking for the moment where it had all gone wrong. I read our old conversations about pointless topics, his jokes that had me in stitches at the time and the small confessions of love.

I found myself smiling until reality hit that those times were long gone. Clicking on Jimin's caller ID I stared at the photo he had saved of himself. It was the most adorable picture I'd ever seen. The picture was taken mid-laughter, his nose scrunched up and his eyes closed into a half-moon shape. How I missed his smile. My attention was caught by a small message at the bottom of my phone screen 'unblock caller'. I sat confused for a moment, I hadn't blocked him? Curiosity took over me as I clicked off his contact and scrolled to find Hobi's. His contact had the same small message, 'unblock caller.'

What was going on? Scrolling to the last contact in my phone I clicked on Taehyung's contact, but this time the message didn't appear on the screen. Strange. Hobi hadn't been lying to me, he'd probably been trying to get hold of me all week but couldn't because he was blocked. Getting up from the bed as carefully and quietly as I could, making sure I didn't wake Taehyung I snuck out of the apartment. I sat on a small wall outside the block of flats. It was freezing, Korea was in the middle of winter now, temperatures reaching the minuses. Unblocking the number I called Jimin, I needed to speak to him and sort things out, I had a lot of unanswered questions. The phone rang and rang, by the seventh time I'd given up hope but on the tenth, he picked up. There was silence on the other end of the phone, just the quiet, muffled sound of breathing.

"Hi," I whispered into the phone, not capable of making a sound any louder.

"What do you want?" Jimin sounded tired and his voice was hoarse as if he had been crying all night.

"Where are you?" I was praying he hadn't left yet, if he had I didn't know what I would do, I couldn't go back to the apartment, back to Taehyung.

"Don't worry, I'm staying away from you, just like you wanted." I cringed as he repeated my words, the words I regretted so much.

"Are you still in Daegu?" I asked. There was silence for a while as I waited for his response.

"Yes." I closed my eyes and let out a breath I had been holding. I'd never been more relieved in my life.

"Can I meet you?" There was silence again from the other end of the phone. I wouldn't have been surprised if he said no, I know I would have if I was in is position.

"I'll pick you up." The phone call ended. How did he know where I was? I didn't bother calling back to check, I trusted Jimin would find me, just like he always did. As time ticked by I got more and more anxious that Taehyung would wake up and realise I was missing. I watched as a small black car rolled up, recognising it as Jimin's, I walked around to the passenger side and slid into the car. Jimin had bags under his eyes that contrasted against the redness of his bloodshot eyes. His cheeks were flushed and his hair clearly hadn't been brushed in a long time.

"We have until Taehyung wakes up."