HEAR YOU

"I see you are still delighted with the meeting. What did he say, y/n? What did your EX say? Why did he visit you?" His low voice growled in the room while your grip on the fork tightened in fear.

I didn't even know...

Where was he?

Jungkook...

Taehyung wasn't in his state of mind. He wanted answers. Answers to why Jungkook visited you? Answers to why you both were still in contact?

The truth was... you two weren't in contact.

You both wished to be!

"Y/n! I am asking you something?" He tilts forward making you lean behind. He was furious now and he would do anything to hear explanations. He hates when people shut their mouths after committing mistakes.

But did you make any mistakes?

Probably yes... You made many mistakes!

Few of them are... hurting yourself to coming with an unknown man in his house...

You were blank as a clean paper. You didn't have any words to speak. What would you even reply with? That... that you didn't even get a little chance to catch his glimpse? That you failed to even recognise his presence?

Groaning to himself and by pushing the plates off the table, he pulls your chair towards him.

"No!" You almost yell in panic, your heart beating louder in your chest in fear while your body starts shivering in the chair. He leans forward, his face dangerously close to you. You looked away from him, trying to get up and run away from the place. But you couldn't. He held you in place while his strong being hands gripped the seat tightly, digging his nails in it.

"Answer me... why did he visit you? Why?" He repeats again, his voice dangerously low. Your lips part to breathe as your breathing gets uneven. Sweat strips form along your forehead lines while you shut your eyes tightly.

Don't...

Don't do anything...

You didn't even have a fork in your hand otherwise you would have stabbed him and ran away. You would have kicked him but the fear was taking over you, sending off the stronger version is yourself.

Just when you were lost in your thoughts of how you would have run away from here, you hear a loud slamming voice making you shudder in your place. Taehyung was getting furious by every second due to your unresponsiveness, forgetting about your fears, your trauma. He leans furthermore as his breath fans over your cheek now. You bite your lower lip while a muffled sob escapes your edges.

Please...

Please...

He would have appreciated the proximity you two have right now, but he was way beyond upset with you to even acknowledge how his actions were affecting you.

Your throat dries while you feel yourself losing balance in your seat. Your vision was already dark due to enclosed eyes. And not later enough you find yourself feeling lighter as you pass out in your chair, losing balance. Your body slips to one side while your head almost slumps on the handle of the chair. But Taehyung doesn't fail to hold your weak form.

It doesn't take him a second to realise what he has done and how much he affected you by questioning you like that. Taehyung's eyes soften while the guilt rushes in his once fierce gaze.

"Fck me!" He curses under his breath and by pulling his bangs over his forehead, he gets up from his seat. Sliding his hands around your form while holding you tightly in his arms, he walks upstairs.

He settles you down on the bed and pulls the duvets over you.

He had just one week... just one week to impress you!

And he messed up badly!

Oh god... now you will get scared of him too...

He sits a little far from you and sighs in defeat. Three years of trying to find a place in your heart flushed in vain by mere jealousy because of your ex-husband. He was upset with himself for getting so affected.

"I hope you will forgive me... I am sorry, y/n. I love you and I... I don't know what to do. You don't even love me so I can be assured that you won't leave me. I guess I need to do something for my peace and your safety," he mutters to himself and by stroking your cheek gently with his rough palm, he leaves. He was messed up. If he stayed longer he would have found it hard to control his urge to kiss you. And if he did, he knows everything would have gone beyond and probably he would have become the most hated person by you... which he never wants to happen.

Taehyung didn't have any plans to work in the early hours of the morning till midnight. Around one in the morning, he got a call from his associate where he was informed about the meeting which is to be held in the early morning regarding the smuggling of the new guns in the Daegu territory. Hence he was gone for the whole morning and the afternoon.

You woke up around eight or nine in the daylight with a massive headache. While your body felt hotter a little more than usual. And as you checked your temperature, you found you had a fever.

Wow...

Just wow!!

Is there anything left to be added??

You don't have much energy to get up hence you decide to stay in bed. As you gain your senses you are reminded of last night events.

Did Jungkook really visit me?

But why?

Where was he?

Why didn't I see him?

Oh, god! What was I even doing?

You swear a lot, sitting idly on the bed. And as fast as Jungkook's thoughts came into your brain, Taehyung's thoughts came along.

I hope he's not home today...

Please...

I will act to sleep whenever he comes or knocks on the door!

Yeah... best idea...

And that's when you get a knock at the door. Sliding inside the duvet cover, you let out a small come in after a few more knocks. You were great at acting. And gladly, the person was a helper. She smiles as she steps inside with a huge tray filled with breakfast items, making you almost gag.

No; you didn't hate her or the breakfast. How can you hate food? It's just you are too used to not eating anything and whenever you see food your head starts spinning, and your throat aches.

"Good morning," her sweet voice chirps like a morning bird while you smile a little, acting sleepy.

"Sir is not home and his work will take him a long time to return. Please enjoy your breakfast. I shall bring your lunch in the afternoon. And... yes! He has given orders to allow you to check out his library and game room if you are interested. Also, the garden in the backyard has many different flowers... you'll love it," she smiles brightly while you nod robotically.

Girl? How can you live so happily?

Check out his library? No... forgive me.

Wait...

Wait...

He's not home till the afternoon or maybe till evening?!!!

That means...

"Maria, I'll have my breakfast in a while. Can you please allow me to spare time and take a bath?" You ask, aiming for an excuse to make her leave the room. She nods instantly and by taking leaps of steps she escapes the room. You sigh with trembling form and get up.

Phone?

Where's the phone?

Aish... y/n!!!

Peeking outside the room you find the doorway equipped by three guards.

B*stard! He ordered them to keep an eye on me...

Come on! Go...

By gathering courage and acting like an innocent person, you walk down the stairs. Ignoring their sharp glares at you, you walk as strong as you can. Passing out in his absence meant his return sooner than decided. And that's what you don't want.

Assemble some courage!

Please...

As you reach the lavish living room you find it almost vacant. Maria was busy with the chef while three guards were at your service. And others were loading the arm equipment for their transport to other states.

Luck!!

You check around yourself for an nth time before your hand slid down and pulled the landline cell in your palms.

Don't ring!!

Please don't ring!!

You hid it inside your nightgown which gladly didn't reveal its shape much as you looked around once again and sigh in relief. And you just need to pass those tall men before this phone rings with any calls.

Please.. Don't pass out!

As you reach upstairs, their sharp glare shoots at you making you twitch at your place a little. But you don't give up... you won't.

He was here... in Daegu! For you... and you need to hear him!

You walk towards them, wanting to get inside the room as fast as possible. And just when you pass their form without getting questioned your brain relaxes a little. You get inside the room and shut the door with a thud. Locking the door with your heated palm, you reach some corner of the room.

You wait for a few minutes to catch your breath. Fever surely takes a toll on your whole body, draining you out. Your hand stays clasped on the phone as you don't want its sound to echo down the corridors. As you get relaxed, your trembling hand dialled his number.

God! You still have his number on the tip of your tongue...

Only you know how many times you have tried to call him and dismissed it!

You've died every day just to hear his voice... just to feel his soft chuckle or anything... anything!

At least you had a choice. You had his number, Jungkook didn't even have that. Both of you suffered in every way in these years. But to say, your leave made him hate himself wouldn't be wrong. He holds himself accountable for every little thing that goes wrong now. He is afraid... afraid that his actions will hurt you in any way again. You already hate him... he doesn't want you to hate him more.

But do you really hate him?

No! If you did... you wouldn't have sobbed for him for years...

Your trembling hands clutched over the phone as you held it on your ear. It starts ringing as you keep your eyes on the door. Even if it's locked, you were scared.

Jungkook stood in the balcony, blowing the rings of smoke out of his cigarette. His blank stare at the sky longed for hours now. He watched the sunrise again but didn't really see the sun rising. As said, he was lost.

What has he done!!

Only if he didn't speak about the faulty products of Bushong's company... you wouldn't have to face everything, right?

Only if he visited you early... he would have got a chance to see you, right?

Only if he acted loving and respectful enough... he wouldn't have lost you!

His cell vibrates in his sweatpants, making him groan in annoyance. It's a weekend and still, people didn't leave him alone. He was sure the caller was Jimin, asking about the weekend plan or dragging him to a pub. He didn't really mind Jimin because he knew his best friend worries about him.

Pulling the phone out of his pocket, he stares at the screen and finding it an unknown landline number, his brows creases in unison.

Who must be at this early hour?

He wonders while his finger slides over the accept button. Blowing off the death stick he crushes it down below his foot, he didn't mind getting burned. It's the least for him, he believed.

"Hello?" His strong voice echoes your eardrum, vibrating your insides as you freeze in ambush.

Still... he has the same authoritative tone!

Jungkook's face frowns more as he doesn't get a reply. He didn't have any mood to play in the morning. He was already messed up.

"Hello?" This time his voice comes out a little annoyed as you gather your body again. Taking a deep breath and pulling yourself together, you speak.

"Jun... Jungkook," your uneven, stuttering voice was low but audible. And it didn't leave any chance to weaken him. He stumbles and before he loses his control he sits down. He was ready... ready to hear everything, ready to bear all the insults, ready to lose himself to you...

Finally... Finally, the sun rose today! After fcking four years and tenth months...

"I love you," he confessed, his voice shaky yet clear. He was clear and confident but his heartbeats were beating otherwise, loud in his ribs.

He was scared. Scared that if he doesn't confess now, he will never get a chance again. He wasn't afraid of rejection, he was afraid of not being able to hear.

Your voice is capable of doing so many things... sht!

You didn't reply. Everything was too fast to grasp. Hearing his voice was no less than a dream and now his confession.

Does that mean he didn't marry?

Does that mean... he loves!! He loves me!!!!

Tears cascades through your gaze as small smile dances on your lips. The smile which knocks on your door after years. A pure smile. Filled with love and warmth.

Even death would sound peaceful now...

Meanwhile, your silence dug a hole in Jungkook. He then realized that you can never love him! He was meant to be hated by you. He brought so much pain to you, he was behind every suffering of yours.

While you sobbed in joy in the corner, he whimpered in silence in grief. Grief of having you but still not having you was another pain.

"It's okay... you don't have to love me, y/n. I understand..." he gets cut off by your voice.

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I can see you all smiling...Please do smile and laugh often.It suits you!!

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