Haru's POV
"So what's the plan?" I asked Namjoon after we all gathered around in a circle in his room.
He smirked and looked at Jerry.
"Actually, this 'Byun Baekhyun' character has been breaking the law, such as kidnap and abuse. Chanyeol technically kidnapped you, but since he was held against his own will, im quite sure he'll get a light sentence. You can get Mr. Byun into jail if you get proof," Jerry explained. "Along with the two girls."
"Wah, really?" Taehyung's eyes sparkled like a child's. "We're finally gonna live in peace!" He smiled at me.
I nervously smiled back, but deep inside, I felt guilty. Sure, they tortured me and kidnapped me...but Baekhyun did it out of pure love. And well, the two sluts honestly sound obsessed...
Author Nim: Bruh, he's obsessed too, so oblivious smh.
"You okay, yeobo?" Taehyung held my hand.
I frowned at him. "No...I'm not. I don't want Baekhyun to be in jail...he's still my friend, despite all that he's done to me..."
"Yah, don't be foolish! That bastard deserves to be put behind bars because he hurt my sweet heart," he furrowed his brows.
"Yah! He helped me heal when you started being a bitch to me!" I scoffed.
"It was a misunderstanding!"
"No!" I shouted. "It's you not trusting me..." I finally said calmly and walked away.
"W-wait no! Haru! I'm sorry!" I heard him cry from a distance, but I walked out the door.
"No, Haru, please! I'm sorry!" He ran in front of me. "Jebal...I didn't mean it...mianhae," he pressed his lips against mine.
As much as I enjoyed it, I broke the kiss by pushing him away.
"No Taehyung, a kiss won't fix anything..." I sighed and walked back to my room.
Taehyung's POV
I walked to her door that was previously slammed shut.
"H-Haru...? Please open the door..." I begged.
"What?" She groaned from the other side.
HELLLOOOOOO FROMMM THE OTHERRR SIDEEEEEEEEEEEEE ok, no?
"Please open the door," I asked her once again. "Haru, please don't be like this..."
"Don't be like what? I don't have the right to be angry if someone doesn't trust me?"
"We've talked about this before..." I whispered. "Yah, open the door!"
I didn't get a response and assumed that she wanted to stop talking. But, as I was about to walk away, the door flung open.
"Come in." She said calmly.
She walked to her bed and patted the area next to her. "Sit."
I obeyed her.
"Talk."
"I'm sorry if my words hurt you. I don't want to bring up the past, can we just forget it and move on? If we capture them, we'll live a happy ending. Without any more troubles, hm?" I hugged her.
