Kim Taehyung

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I paced left to right and right to left in my room like a pendulum. All hyungs were getting ready for the concert but I haven't even started yet. I couldn't concentrate on anything, as this one question hovered in my mind.

"Would she come?"

I so dearly wanted to see her right now. It's been three long months. She must be mad at me and I am clueless about how to calm her down. I haven't done this sort of thing for any girl before.

I sighed. She has all rights to get mad at me. First I left her without even saying goodbye and then didn't even contact her after. But it wasn't my fault, I was held by circumstances.

I was baking a cake for the nth time in her home. I had again turned that poor kitchen into a battlefield but this time I was adamant to bake the best cake for her. I had seen her being dazzled by the actor who was baking a cake for his beloved in some drama. For two to three hours she just babbled about how good the protagonist of the drama was and how she wished to have a lover like him. There was an instant surge of jealousy in my body. I wanted to prove to her that I am better than that protagonist in every way but I guess I wasn't that cool. I made the batter ready and shoved the cake into the microwave.

I removed my apron and was about to clean the place when the bell rang. I panicked. Who could be at this hour? I wasn't allowed to open the door for anyone except Kisa. She usually called me or gave a missed call once she had reached the door. I was sweating because of fear when my phone rang. I picked up the phone and heard Mr. Lee Min Joon from the other side. He was the head of our security team and he had called to tell me that our security men had come to take me.

I felt as if someone had stabbed my heart. I was not ready to return yet. My panic had reached its zenith. But I was not left with any option; I had to open the door. I dragged my feet towards the main door. I opened the door and in a few seconds, two men were inside Kisa's house. They were dressed so casually that no one could ever think of them to be the security staff.

I told them to wait for some time as I have to complete some unfinished tasks in the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, I dialed Kisa's number numerous times but every time her phone was switched off. I knew she must be busy with her project work. Meanwhile, my cake was also perfectly ready, luckily this time. And I took it out of the microwave to decorate it with Strawberries and whipped cream. After that, I cleaned the kitchen as I didn't want to leave her alone with the disaster.

The men were getting impatient as they were getting calls from their seniors. I waited for her for a long time; two hours had already passed since the arrival of these two uninvited guests. Finally, I realized that there won't be any goodbyes between us and I cannot wait any longer. The poor staff was getting scolded for no reason. I told one of them to be ready in the car and the other one stayed beside me to escort me to the car but before going I took a piece of paper from the drawer and wrote an apology letter and also promised to be in contact with her and kept that letter with the cake in the refrigerator. And I just messaged her to just look into the refrigerator once she reaches home.

It was a grand welcome for me from their side as if I have returned from war. Jimin got so emotional that his eyes glistened with tears as he hugged me and Namjoon shuffled my hair as if I am a small boy. They all behave so weirdly sometimes. Even our producer had come to welcome me with a good scolding. After a brief meet, I was called to the producer's office where I was scolded and warned, etc. After which I walked to my room which didn't seem to be mine anymore. I had left a part of me in that house with her. I entered the room to find all six of them sitting on my bed and looking at me with puppy eyes. I rolled my eyes and suppressed my laugh. In an attempt to ignore him, I walked towards the window of my room and stood there with my back towards them.

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