Not your fan ; BTS Jungkook ff ✔ [TagLish]

• twenty - eight •

Abby's POV

"Oh it's you, why are you here?"

I can't say anything and I can't move from the shock. Why is he here
in Hoseok's room?

Hearing those cold voice coming out from his mouth makes me remember the day at Japan. The day when he replaced me with someone else as his stylist just because I followed Taehyung back then.

"I am asking you a question, why are you here?" He asked once again, but I was shook when he is already standing right in front of me..too close for my liking.

I looked down the floor, I somewhat feel guilty after I said those words five days ago but it's true afterall.

"I-I'll just go." Sabi ko at tsaka tumalikod at dahan dahang pumunta ulit sa pinto para lumabas, pero natigilan ako nang bigla nyang hinablot yung kamay ko dahilan para mahila nya ako pabalik.

We are now facing each other once again, our faces are so close to each other and I can feel his cold breathe touching my bare face as he locked his dark chocolate eyes with mine.

"Why?"

He started making me look at him in confusion while frowning.

"Why...do you think that way about..me?" He continued.

I looked at him in shock.

W-What?

"Wha-"

"Nevermind." He cutted me off as he let go of my hand, looking unto my eyes with a sad look making me blink my eyes as I look down.

"So why are you here?" He asked once again making me sigh.

"Hoseok wanted me to help him film his live he said." I mumbled as I heard he sighed while brushing his hair to the side with his hands.

"He's doing live? Tomorrow is his turn to do a live. I asked him to help me do my live-" He groaned as he scurried to the door, but stopped when he can't twist thoroughly the doorknob.

"W-What's wrong?" I tried to talk.

"The fuckin door was locked." He cursed as he sighed for the second time.

Wait..

Lock?

I hurriedly went my way to his side to try to unlock the door but, it is locked!

Damn!

So am I gonna stay with this man beside me this whole day?!

I groaned..

He went back to the sofa with heavy footsteps as he sat there.

"So.. I was suppose to ask him how to fix this thing..." I heard he mumbled as he try to fix the handle.

Oh.. Monopad?

I went next to him making him stop his actions making him look at my shoes.

"What?" He asked coldly making me slightly shiver.

"I-I can fix that..If you want." Sabi ko, hindi sya gumalaw at para syang nag iisip bago binigay nya sakin yung parang stand o monopad... parang monopad pero.. ah basta!

Kinuha ko yun sa kamay nya at sinimulang ayusin. Dahil sa pinsan ko natuto akong mag ayos nito, blogger din naman kasi yun.

Habang inaayos ko yung parang monopad, ang tahimik ng paligid. Walang nagsasalita saaming dalawa. And I really felt guilty saying those things sa kanya. Hindi ko lang kasi makontrol yung emotions ko at yung feelings na nararamdaman ko. Parang halo halo.