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62. will

62.

TAEHYUNG'S POV
(translated)

I'm as quiet as I can be when I slide the hanok's door closed. The outside weather doesn't help much with how suffocating it felt to be inside; I am beginning to sweat, so I hold my hand up to block my eyes from the sun. I sigh heavily to myself and kick some of the dirt around until I set sight on some much needed shade. I'm already building up thirst as I walk.

The village is quiet, and my footsteps seem too loud for comfort. I'm surprised to see a garden hidden slightly in a walkway where I'm standing. There are so many chrysanthemums. I squat down to look at them, my mind running into many thoughts that I don't really want to think about.

My heart is beating too fast, but I can't stop it. I'm nervous for the aftermath of what I've done. I told Jae the truth, but I feel worse now than when I was bottling it up inside. I convince myself that it's what had to be done. It's not like we could sit there and continue to lie— she had already found out about everything else.

My phone buzzes and steals my attention away from the flowers. I reach into my pocket with heavy hands, reading many missed messages from my member group chat.

JM: when will taehyung and jungkookie be back?

SJ: taehyungah will probably come back before jk ㅋㅋㅋ

JM: ㅋㅋㅋ
so when are we filming?

NJ: aren't we just practicing today?

YG: I thought we were filming a Run BTS episode ?

JM: why doesn't anyone check the schedule correctly ㅎㅎㅎㅎ

You: we'll probably be back soon... 😬😬

JH: did she like our flower basket?

As I'm struggling to figure out what to type, the hanok door opening startles me. I lock my phone and stand up, peering over to see a distressed Jungkook walking away from me and towards the parking lot.

"Yah," I call for him.

He doesn't respond to me, his footsteps quick in guiding him farther and farther away. I find myself jogging just to keep a steady pace with him. When I reach to grab his shoulder, he turns around. I'm shocked at how much he is crying.

"Why?" he shouts at me.

My eyes go wide at the state Jungkook is in. Both of his hands push at my chest harshly and I stumble backwards. His lips are trembling, but he doesn't seem to care about his contact as he continues to walk away from me.

"I had to!" I reason, slightly angry at his rough touch.

I'm following behind him with much more adrenaline than I was before. It isn't long until we are walking through the parking lot.

"How could you tell her?" Jungkook wails with his back to me. "I have been talking with our company for weeks trying to settle this... just for you to go against everything and just do it."

His words are in a crying mess. When he finally does turn around, his expression is a mix of rage and sadness. Tears are flowing down his face and he can't stop hiccuping at me. His stance is less than friendly, and his eyes are glaring at me as if I've done the worst thing in the world.