𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐬 || 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐧✔️

2️⃣6️⃣

Seokjin's POV

I rush away from Jimin, as far as I can. 

He can't know that I know. 

But what if what I remember isn't real at all? 

What if it's just messing with my head like my dreams do? 

I just walk and walk, my mind swirling with confusion. Everything is so fucking complicated! 

There's no way I would be that stupid to shoot. Where did I even get the gun? When did we store guns in our house? Why is everything happening all at once? It's all impossible, but yet... the impossible can also be possible. There's proof. 

No. I refuse to go to jail for this. I don't even know why I did that before. I'm innocent. I barely remember what happened back then. It hurts everything inside me. 

What was the reason, Kim Seokjin? 

"Babe?" 

"Ah! No! I didn't do anything!" I instinctively recoil, a surge of fear gripping me like a mouse ensnared in a trap.

"Hye hye. Hyung, what's wrong?" The voice that addresses me is achingly familiar, evoking a sense of comfort as I see and hear him. He takes hold of both my arms, peering into my eyes with an inquisitive glint.

"Why're you so jumpy? Something happened?" he asks, his voice soothing and soft, a balm to my troubled mind. 

I don't answer him. Instead, I seek refuge in his embrace, burying my cheek against his chest and letting out a heavy sigh.

How can I meet his gaze? After what I heard from Jimin, there's no way I can look at him the same way again. Fear has taken root within me. 

I fear another loss. 

What if he hates me for the cruel shits my parents committed against his mother? I don't want to lose another person I love, especially someone I'm just starting to fall for. How can I possibly handle that? 

On top of that, I thought he wouldn't keep secrets from me, as he promised. Why didn't he tell me he was working for Jungkook for such an innocent reason? Why must it be Jungkook? Why couldn't it be someone else? 

If Jungkook knows about us, Taehyung will be in grave danger, plunging into a dark abyss. 

How can I avoid all this? 

Taehyung caresses my back, resting his chin on my head as I grapple with every possible scenario, inhaling his familiar scent. I've already come to recognize his unique fragrance. 

"Care to share, babe?" he asks gently. I simply shake my head. Jimin told me not to reveal anything just yet. I mean, I want to, but I don't want him to hate me. And I feel like I should actually listen to Jimin's warning.

I can feel him nodding, a gentle kiss landing on the crown of my head. 

"It's okay," he whispers, squeezing me tighter in his embrace. It feels so good, so right. Why is everything slowly driving between us? This could be perfect if problems didn't sprout like weeds. I yearn to know what it feels like to be in a perfect relationship with him. But for now, situations seemingly won't allow it to happen for now. 

Our moment of solace is abruptly interrupted by a loud ringing that echoes through the corridor. 

One of Taehyung's arms releases me, reaching for the back of his pocket. I don't know why, but he quickly breaks our embrace, though he still holds my hand in his. 

"Hello?" he answers, his voice tight with tension. I can see the anxiety etched on his face. He even steals glances at me, as if he's trying to shield me from the conversation. It confirms my suspicions: he's probably hiding the truth about Jungkook.