Blood , Sweat and Tears. (COMPLETED)

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Evelyn

I had no idea where I was going. Taehyung had been beside me ever since Jimin and Jungkook left with Mia and Jisoo. He was with me the whole time I completed the formalities. I talked to the doctor and the concerned authorities about her parents who had agreed to come out to Seoul to take back her body to her hometown.

"Do you want me to drop you home?" He and asked me when we exited the hospital but I had simply shaken my head in denial. I followed him like a lost puppy as we went to his car.

All the time during the drive I had kept my eyes closed. I was so in the thoughts of Minhee and the grief her parents would feel at her death. I was so sorry for her family that they couldn't see her during her last moments but she had wanted it to happen that way. She had told me that her parents had met in Seoul. She wanted to visit it once before her final goodbye.

Her family was surely devastated at the news as they knew nothing about it. It was a secret completely concealed between me and her although Jisoo had the simplest idea of her being a friend who was ill. I had not told her the whole deal because I knew once she knew she would start crying like an estranged baby.

When I felt the car halt, I pressed my eyes a bit more resulting in the trickling down of a tear drop from the corner of my eye. But then I felt a soft touch on my cheek to which I opened my eyes.

I saw a small shelter kind of arena overlooking the sunset.

"Let's go outside." Taehyung said.

I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I had not noticed how quiet he was the whole time. I had never seen him patiently seal with me. It wasn't my fault that we were always at each other's throat. But the Taehyung I was with at the moment was someone different. Someone.......nice.

I got out of the car as he held my hand and took me to the edge and sat me down beside him.

He was struggling to speak I could know but I kept my gaze at the scenery in front.

"How are you?" He asked.

I am dying inside. It's like I am going through the same thing I had gone threw once. I wanted to throw myself in your arms and hug you like never before. I want to stay beside you and be in your warmth all day. I desperately need to be in your shadow cause I don't know if I would be able to face the bright light of truth if I surface out.

But.
I cannot. I cannot ask you that because I don't know how you feel about me. I don't know what I feel about you. But I do know I feel a little tug to you. I want to stay by your side all the time but then....I am afraid you wouldn't want me.

I summed up all my emotions and said.

"I am not fine."

Yeah. I am not fine. I am terribly disturbed.

"Talk it out. I will listen to you." He said.

I found a strange happiness in my heart when heard him say that. All the boundaries that I had set between him and me were slowly beginning to vanish and become blurry. I don't know if it was the effect of his sweet words or the tears in my eyes but I found myself give in as I spoke my heart out.

I took a deep breath.

"Minhee became my friend last year when she was on a trip to Seoul. She was on the Gangnam tower that day watching the moon and singing. I found her so fascinating because everyone thought that she was some crazy girl singing while watching the sky. I approached her. I had asked her then if she was a local but then she said she had been travelling around the globe in a quest of seeking an answer to her question. She was such a dumbo," I laughed at that thought, " she was diagnosed with lung cancer at that time and her doctor had given her an year before she would ultimately perish. She was a normal happy go lucky person who had a good job, sufficient income, a supportive family. But then suddenly she got to know that she would live for only an year. She had shown me her bucket list of things she had planned to do in the year she was left. That stupid girl never told about her condition to her parents. She had told them that she was going on a long trip. But she told me. I still don't know why but I was glad she had found me trustworthy to be disclosed that secret. I had been visiting her in the hospital for a month now. That is why I came late to you for certain evenings. But today the doctor called himself to inform that she didn't have enough time. She was such a beautiful person. She never got low in spirits even when she was in that condition. She was always a ray of sunshine. But now...she is gone."

I found myself unconsciously crying over the memory.

Taehyung was patiently listening to what I was speaking as he pulled me into his embrace. I didn't want him to see how vulnerable I had become so I buried my face in his chest wetting his shirt in my stupid tears which had no control and kept flowing.

He placed his chin on my head which strangely fitted right on top as if his jaw was designed to fit me underneath. I kept a tight hold around him as he spoke soothing things to me and tried to pacify me. But the problem was I wasn't listening to what he was saying. I knew he was consoling me as he rubbed my back but I was too occupied in customising myself to his scent and his warmth that I forgot about everything for the time being.

He pulled me out of his embrace and cupped my face in his big hands as he placed a kiss on my forehead. He slightly brushed away tiny hair strands from my face as I could feel his cold fingertips coming in contact with my burning skin. The way he looked at me I could feel my cheeks burning. His gaze was nothing but a sweet expression filled with care and affection something that his otherwise cold and precarious handsome face had never shown.

I wondered if he felt so pity for me that his usual cold mask was removed and he was maybe showing me his real side out of sympathy. I didn't mind. As long as I could see those beautiful brown eyes that were now tinted a bit golden due to the peripheral intrusion of the dying sun rays, I didn't mind being with him.

"The sun is so pretty." I said as I internally face palmed myself for blurting out such a lame excuse to avoid his stare. But to my surprise he replied.

"It is pretty."

I don't know if it was right to feel ecstatic that he was finally behaving friendly with me.Or the fact that the mean freak Kim Taehyung who didn't miss a single chance to pester and humiliate me from the time I met him at the rooftop, was suddenly so sweet to me. But nobody can understand the language love speaks and I could finally say without any hesitation that I was in love with this man.

I was in love with Kim Taehyung.

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