In love

Right now, I was literally hanging onto Taehyung's leg, begging for forgiveness and to not tell anything to my father. What a situation I have gotten myself into!

"Taehyung, please, just this time," I pleaded, not losing the grip on to Taehyung's leg.

"No, Lady Hanee. This time you've gotten out of line," Taehyung said, shaking his head and ignoring the fact I was hugging his leg.

"I don't get what's so wrong with what I did," I protested.

"Exactly, there's nothing wrong with what you did. And if there is no wrong in your actions, can't I say about it to your dad? What are you so afraid of?"

That got me shut. I didn't know what to reply. Taehyung was really good with words, so often, it was hard for me to reply back to him.

Ah! Soo, please, come back. I don't want to be with Taehyung any longer. It's not as if I hate his presence, and more like, under normal circumstances, I really enjoy it. But now was no normal circumstance, and I desperately wanted to escape from him.

"Why are you being such a meanie?" I questioned, standing up straight.

"I am not. It's my job as a bodyguard to take care of you and to report things related to you to your father, whether you like it or not."

"But you let me go the other times."

"The other times were different. You didn't go meet the BTS or any other gang at those time."

"BTS are not bad," I pouted, and Taehyung's eyes softened at that.

"Even if they're not, a normal girl like you shouldn't interfere with their lives."

"Why can't I? It's not like I am spying or investigating on them. It's just that I met and talked with them."

"Lady Hanee, you're a sheltered princess, so you should stay as one. You shouldn't be trying to meet someone or face something that's beyond your control. And yes, your father will be hearing of this."

With that, Taehyung left. I stood there, trying to process everything that he just said now. Everything was just beyond my understanding.

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Night has arrived, and now, I was laying on my bed, thinking about events. The cool breeze flowing in from the open window really helped to calm my mind.

My almost all thoughts were about Suga. No matter how much I try to brush his thoughts off of my mind, it still comes back. It was just impossible to stop thinking of him.

His thoughts have taken over my mind. His voice kept echoing in my ears. His eyes kept floating all throughout my thoughts. It was as if Suga was the only thing I could think of.

The most expression I have ever seen on his face was the day I left. It was when his eyes saw Soo. It held a sense of familiarity, love, concern, shock, hurt, and many other indescribable emotions mixed in it.

However, Soo, on the other hand, seemed to just loathe Suga. But under the loathe and hate she showed, tiny bit of the emotions he displayed was also evident in her eyes.

I want to meet him again, just once. I want to feel his presence and touch one more time. I want to hear his melodious voice. His existence has spread over me rapidly like a disease that had no medicine yet invented.

Is this what being in love felt like? I have always heard of it, read about it, and saw it happening. But never have I ever experienced it.

The feeling was dreamy, indefinable. It made all types of fantasies run through your mind and you imagine what you want to do together.

But my love for him is something that can't be spoken off or ever happen. It was forbidden. Even if we both can get together, it would impossible for us to ever get a happy life.

At the end, both of us would suffer equally along with all around us. It has to be stopped before it can spread more, and this time, for real, I need to keep my head away from all these matters.

This was one of the best decisions I have taken- to forget and move on from all these. But I didn't knew that soon all my motivation and plans would no down the drain. I wasn't aware that the bigger storm was yet to come.