A girl unaware of the extent to which she can love, until she meets him.
A man unable to show his love in fear of scaring her away.
What would their story look like?
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I was wrong...
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I have been staring at my injured leg that is now resting back on the bed for the past five or so minutes since Jimin left us alone, not being able to meet Taehyung's gaze which I can sense on me.
Now that my ankle has been taken care of, I'm not sure if I am ready to answer his questions that I know are coming.
He caught us kissing.
I don't think I have any excuse for that. Not only would it be an insult to Jimin, but it would also be a lie. I kissed Jimin because I wanted to. In that moment.
Now that I'm again enveloped with Taehyung's overwhelming presence, I realise how stupid that decision was. Because if given a choice, I know I won't hesitate before choosing Taehyung.
I can't deny I have a certain pull towards Jimin, but it's nothing compared to the attraction I have for Taehyung. The only problem is that it takes me having him around to realise the intensity of that attraction. The surety of knowing I will choose him over anyone else, it's clouded once he gets out of my sight because then my mind takes over and tries to convince me otherwise. Reminds me that Taehyung doesn't want anything more and that it's a lost cause.
But the truth is, my heart only wants him. My body only wants him.
Jimin doesn't deserve that. He doesn't deserve to be someone's second choice because he's everything a girl wants in a guy, and my mind probably knows that which is why it keeps pushing me to let go of Taehyung and choose Jimin instead. He's the safer option.
But one glance at Taehyung destroys the shield I have made to protect my emotions. Taehyung ignites my fight or flight response, and yet pins me down at one place, close to him.
He has been quiet all this while as if he wants me to initiate the conversation, so I hesitantly look up at him and find his eyes fixed on me, as if they have been lingering there.
Gosh, how long has he been staring?
"Taehyung I'm-"
"Do you know that you have been biting your lip all this while?"
The words die down my throat at his unexpected question. Just when I had gathered enough courage to talk to him, he had to shatter it all. It might be an indication of what's in store for me later.
"I didn't realise it." my voice sounds small, my gaze again pinned on my fidgeting hands at the sudden nervousness running through me.
"You've also been squirming around, and your forehead's sweaty even though the air conditioner's on. It doesn't take a genius to realise you're anxious. Must be because of me. Should I call Jimin back?"
My eyes snap to him at the last sentence. I didn't lose the iciness of his tone as he said that. His jaw is clenched and it's only now that I notice how he's sitting quite a bit away from me, as if purposely creating distance between us. I hate it so much.
