The Rejection Hotline | k.th

Chapter 24

Taehyung's hands intertwined with mine as he pressed gentle kisses along my jawline.

It was pretty late and the kids had gone to sleep, meaning that we could have our alone time.

I lost myself in his gentle touch as he made me forget my troubles and worries. In that moment, it was just he and I.

I whimpered, practically begging him for more, but he suddenly stopped.

I pouted as he slipped away and grabbed two cups of tea from the kitchen. Clearly nothing else was going to happen.

Taehyung handed me the cup of tea, softly watching me as I set it down on the coaster in front of me.

His thumb brushed over my cheek endearingly, as if he was subtly trying to comfort me. Not that he knew why I was in need of comfort.

"Baby, can I ask why you're here? Not that I don't love your company, but it was sort of unexpected to just see you show up so late. And you looked petrified might I add. Is everything okay?" Taehyung asked, concern laced in his voice.

I grimaced. I was hoping he wouldn't question my impromptu visit and would just let me stay over. But I should've expected as much, I mean it's kind of weird to just show up without a reason.

He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, obviously trying to comfort me so I'd tell him what had happened.

I honestly still hadn't recovered from the thought of it. My heart was still racing and my mind kept flashing back to his voice.

I must've begun to shake because Taehyung had protectively wrapped his arms around me and was whispering sweet nothings to me.

"Tae...my interviews were aired on the news," I murmured.

He hummed, "That's great baby. We can watch them if you want."

Oh my god, this man was too sweet.

"No that's okay. But a problems sort of came up from it..." I trailed off.

He rubbed my back, "You don't have to tell me baby."

"No, I should. Okay, pretty much my interviews were played on the news and whatever right. Then right after the segment aired, my phones started lighting up because I guess people recognized me. Even Hana found out but she was fine with it. But then the hotline started ringing. Long story short, Miss Lim Eunjae called and threatened the hell out of me saying how it was my fault that all of this had happened and that I was a home wrecker. And some other stuff," I explained, leaving out the last part about Woojae.

Taehyung gritted his teeth, "She's so greedy. It kills her to know that someone can be happy without her. But don't worry baby, I won't let her touch a hair on your beautiful head. I'm over her. And I'm here for you only." He bit his lip, "That being said, there's something your not telling me."

I raised an eyebrow, "How are you so sure?"

He chuckled, "I know you baby. What's up? Something else happened didn't it?"

Damn Taehyung and his stupid intuition. Why did he have to be so sweet?

I leaned into his touch, trying to find the words that were so desperately lost in the back of my throat. Even thinking of that man's name made me sick, much less saying it out loud.

I wanted to cringe. I wanted to literally delete myself from existence.

The fact that he had called me when he knew that I had put a restraining order on him just showed how far he could go.

I was scared. Though I was probably overthinking it, the idea that he could even get in contact with me horrified me. I wasn't about to have a repeat of the terrible year I shared with him.