Our Summer

Chapter 17

Miyeon closes the door to Taehyung's guest room as gently as possible, raising her eyebrows at the man that has been waiting anxiously outside. Taehyung raises his eyebrows at her too, like he is silently asking if everything is okay and she gives him an assuring nod.

"How long have you been standing here?"

He flinches at the question. "I am not answering that"

Miyeon grunts under her breath, holding the used towel as she walks straight to Taehyung's laundry area. "I changed her clothes, washed her face and gave her some medicines to help the headache once she wakes up"

Taehyung follows her to the laundry area, listening attentively.

"You gave your clothes to her", Miyeon turns around to face him. "You never gave random people your clothes"

Taehyung stills at her words, his breathing deepens as he looks at her.

"Don't look so scared", she chuckles at him. "I am just saying, why bother denying your feelings when you can do so much more"

Miyeon sighs as she heads to the kitchen, making herself at home as she reaches for a clean mug and rummages through the cupboard for something to drink. She pushes and pulls all the jars and packets of unopened drink mix and then she spots something. She pulls the brown foiled packet out and waves it to Taehyung.

"You do not drink coffee"

Taehyung looks at the packet in Miyeon's hand and all blood drains out of his face. "I-"

"Seori does", Miyeon arches a playful eyebrow as she inspects the packet. "You stocked up on coffee?"

"Put that back", Taehyung reaches forward to snatch the packet from her hand and stuffs it back into the cupboard. "Get out of my house"

Miyeon laughs silently, her shoulders shaking as she rests a hand on her hip. "Oh my my, Kim Taehyung"

"Get out, Miyeon"

"I will, I will. Calm down, you moody man", she raises both palms in surrender but makes no move. "Taehyung, you have moved on, right?"

He blinks at her, a sudden shiver running down his spine at her words. "I thought we agreed to never talk about this"

"Thus you should know you are reflecting your so called hatred on Seori for someone you have moved on a long time ago", Miyeon crosses her arm, her face serious. "I know what you are doing, Kim Taehyung. Just because Jiyeon- I am sorry, I should not mention that bitch's name but just because she did you wrong, does not mean everyone from the city is going to be like her"

He tenses, his heart tugging painfully to the point he feels like he wants to drop down to the floor.

Miyeon senses the change and she walks up to him, placing one hand on his arm. "Let that thought go and you can be as kind as you desperately want to Seori. Stop being a jerk to her just because you hate the growing feelings, okay?"

He flicks his eyes up, catching Miyeon smiling at him. "Why are you giving me this advices when you are not even admitting your feelings yourself"

Miyeon pinches his arm and scoffs. "Shut up. I am trying to be a good friend here, giving you good advice. Stop turning the tables on me"

Taehyung narrows his eyes on her. "Tell him, Miyeon."