(Completed) Mr. Kim

37 Thirty-seven

Taehyung was on top of me.
Way to start the day right?
Not.

After dinner, my grandmother deemed it-more like demanded, that it was too late for Taehyung to travel to his nearby apartment.

Instead of letting him stay in the guest room for when he visits, she said he stay in mine.
Why?
Because she said the fucking covers weren't clean in the room. Does it even matter if the fucking covers are clean or not? It's not like he'll be staying over much anyway.

And after all that complete bullshit, I told Taehyung not to cross the fucking pillow barrier.
And what does he do!! Makes me fucking wake up to him being on top of me. That fucker sure is sneaky I tell you. So fucking sneaky.

Harshly pushing him off with a grunt, Taehyung awakens, slightly startled.
"What the fuck....." he grumbles. You shouldn't be the one saying that when I had to wake up with you on top of me!!

His even deeper voice sent shivers down my spine. How deep could his voice get?
"You didn't keep our deal, that's what's fucking up." I tell him with attitude.

He lazily runs a hand through his hair, making me lose my breath.
He shouldn't be doing that. Why was I even thinking like this? I don't like him!

"Go into the bathroom to clean up first. I'll be right behind you."
Taehyung looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

Thinking about my phrasing of words my eyes widen in embarrassment and slight anger at the thought.

"Obviously once you're done!"
I say, my cheeks feeling slightly red. Why was I blushing!
He only smiles, getting up and walking out of the room, probably going to get his clothes from the other room where he should've slept!

I lay back down on the bed, my eyes open and cheeks flushed.
Why the fuck am I even blushing in the first place??

I don't like him!! And he is not attractive.
I groaned, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples.
This is too much for me to handle.
I hear a door close and footsteps make it's way down the hallway towards the stairs.

This is all too much for me.

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Taehyung was now gone, and I was alone in the house.
My grandmother left to go visit a friend she hadn't seen in a while, said she wouldn't be back until dark. That gave me all the time in the world.

Taehyung wasn't coming today, so I was alone in the house without any disturbances. I was all by myself.
My thoughts were able to run freely, taking over my reality.

What is happening to me?
I thought- I thought that I had it under control?
I guess I was wrong, but I don't want to be wrong! I want it under control!
Every time I closed my eyes to sleep, all I saw was blood, so much blood.

Body after body..........
Father was so, so horrible.

I was worse though.

I grabbed my hair, squeezing it tightly.
I felt the pain, and I was brought back to reality, a reality that I did not want to live in at the very moment.

Taehyung.
I have to worry about him.
I know that his intentions
are to uncover my past, but why?

I also know that he likes me, as weird as that sounds to my own ears.
What's even weirder is that he's still my professor and all.

What is he doing to me?

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