𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | kth

13

Y/N saved the photo before putting the phone aside. She tilted her head, looking at the man beside her.

Even asleep, he still managed to give off a lonely aura as though he really hated human interactions.

She stared at Taehyung silently for a long time before reaching out to caress his face.
A shock ran through her fingertips, rapidly diving into her heart. Her heart pounded uncontrollably.

If Taehyung was awake, she would have never acted so absurdly.

Y/N fell into a trance. Physically, he was just a reach away, and yet, the two of them were worlds apart.

She started to think about her feelings for Taehyung. It really was quite incredible for her to sustain a one sided love in silence for thirteen years.

From the thirteen year old naive teenager to the twenty-six year old grown woman right now, Y/N spent her best years devoted to Taehyung. There was no hesitation, no holding back, she had given him all her love.

As she thought about the painful one sided relationship, tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down uncontrollably.

Very softly, in a voice barely audible, she said to him, "Taehyung, do you know? I've only ever dreamed about confessing this love, only ever dreamed of telling you I love you."

Slowly, she took a long deep breath, her lashes lowered. She then silently reached out to pull Taehyung's arms away and left the bed.

As soon as she left his arms, she felt her body go cold.

Her clothes had been torn beyond salvation. She walked over to Taehyung's closet, but there were no women clothes. She searched around and settled for a simple shirt.

Taehyung was much taller than her so the shirt was long enough to be a dress.

Y/N didn't dare to go near the bed, that the same thing might repeat itself. She stayed on the sofa in the living room, far away.

Unable to stay awake any longer in the second half of the night, she dozed off sleepily. However, due to the bad sleeping position, she was awake the minute the sun hit her face.

Rubbing her eyes, she looked towards the bed. Taehyung was still asleep.

Y/N walked to the bed. She reached out with her hand, preparing to touch his forehead to feel whether his fever had subsided, but before she reached him, she felt someone roughly grabbing onto her arm.

Stunned, she looked down, colliding with his eyes.

Just having awoken from deep sleep, Taehyung was in a daze. He stared at Y/N for about two seconds before lowering his gaze to his hand that was clutching her wrist.

Frowning, he tried to think of why she would reach out to touch him. Sleepily, he muttered coldly, "What are you trying to do?"

Just then, he recalled that he had gone to the mansion in Hwang mountain. He looked around doubtfully, confirming that he was indeed in the bedroom at the mansion in Hwang mountain.

He returned his gaze back to Y/N before asking straight forwardly, "How did you know about this place? Who allowed you to come in?"

The minute he finished asking, he caught sight of the shirt that she was wearing. He frowned, realizing that under the blanket, he was not wearing anything.

Memories of the two of them deeply entwined on the bed flashed, and he returned his gaze to her once again.

Kiss marks littered her porcelain skin that was not covered by the shirt..

He exerted more strength with the hand he had on her arm. "Last night.."

That two words were enough to put Y/N in a frenzy. What was destined to come would come..

Instinctively, she started to explain, "I heard that you were sick so I came to give you some medicine..."

She stopped midway, not knowing how to continue explaining.

Even though Taehyung had been in a daze, he could still vaguely make out what had happened. The bitter substance in his mouth was medicine and she had kissed him to stop him from spitting it out.

Taehyung's lips moved and his cold expression warmed slightly.

She continued to panic as he remained silent, not saying a word. She hesitated momentarily before continuing, "I never expected that would happen last night.."

Before she could finish her sentence, her arm was roughly cast aside by him. Shocked by his strength, she staggered backwards. Before she could stabilize herself, his haughty voice sounded, "What do you want?"

The suddenness of those four words left Y/N speechless. Unable to process them, she looked at him in confusion.

He saw her gaze and, reading her expression, continued, "Previously, you climbed into my bed for a role in 'To the End of Time'. This time, I slept with you, what do you want in return?"