I didn't know what to do or say when I saw Taehyung waiting for me outside the washroom door. He looked at me with a sad expression on his face, maybe like he felt sorry for me? I don't need his pity, I hate people looking down on me. 

People always look at me like I'm either some sort of easy target to make fun of, or like a deer that had just got his leg trapped in one of those wild bear traps. You want to help the deer and get his leg out so it can heal, but you don't want to try and open the bear trap knowing you might break the deers leg altogether. 

I wiped my mouth with my sleeve before walking past him to the counter where I placed the key for the washroom on. 

As I walked out of the store, I could hear Taehyun run after me and grabbed a hold of my shoulder, forcing me to turn around and look at him. 

"P-Please don't say anything about what had just happened Taehyung...I don't want to talk about it" I say in a sad tone, anyone could hear I was about to cry. I could hear in my own tone that my voice was cracking because I was holding in tears. It pained my throat just to talk. 

"Hoseok..." Taehyung says, looking at my face but I looked at his chest instead of looking into his eyes. 

"Let me fix this" he says, slowly bringing his hand forward and grabbing my hand which blood was still coming from. 

"How?" I ask, looking at him confused and he held up a white bag which I didn't seem to notice he'd been holding the whole time. 

"I bought some stuff, come on" he says, holding the hand which wasn't bleeding and leading me outside of the parking lot. 

Once Taehyung got to a park, we were sitting on a bench and the most light Taehyung was getting was the light coming from the light post which was beside the bench we were sitting on. 

Taehyung pulled out some alcohol wipes and started wiping my knuckles which made me bight down on my bottom lip in a painful matter. My knuckles automatically stung and it hurt, but I held in the screams I wanted to let out. 

"Sorry if it's hurting you..." Taehyung says in a quiet voice, I guess he could tell by my facial expression that I wasn't exactly having the time of my life. 

"It's fine...I basically caused this onto myself. You're just trying to clean it" I explain in a hurt tone. 

Once my hand was all cleaned and bandaged up, Taehyung and I were still sitting down on the bench for a while in silence before Taehyung started conversation. "Why..." Was the first thing that came out of his mouth. He sounded so hurt. 

"What do you mean, why?"

"You know exactly what I mean." Taehyung says in an annoyed, angry tone. 

"I...I don't know..." 

"How do you not know why you make yourself throw up?" Taehyung asks me in sadness. 

"Well...it's a bit obvious, isn't it?" I ask, looking at him like he was a bit crazy for not already knowing. 

"No it's not obvious. You're really good at keeping things to yourself, you know that Hoseok?" Taehyung asks and I staid quiet. I knew I was good at that, I knew I was good at not telling anyone how I was feeling. 

"So tell me...tell me what' so obvious?" Taehyung asks me, and as I looked up at his face, he was staring into my eyes. 

"I-I..." I stutter, I couldn't say it out loud. I then looked down into my lap and clutched onto the end of my shirt tightly. I took all of my courage and all of my energy to say "I do it because I think I'm obese." 

"You think you're obese?" Taehyung repeats in a questioning matter and I nodded. 

"You're not obese Hoseok...it's because of your weight. I knew something was wrong with you when you were at my house that one time. I pulled up your shirt and saw your ribs-" 

"More like my fat" I interrupt. 

"How much times do I have to tell you, you're not fat Hoseok" Taehyung says to me in a tired tone, like he was tired of repeating the same thing over and over again. 

"You'd have to tell me a million times before I actually believe you" I say in a huff, I didn't believe anything he said. 

"Then I'll tell you as much as you want! I want to get it through to you that you're not fat" Taehyung explains, putting one hand on my thigh and still looking into my eyes. 

I was looking back into Taehyung's eyes and it was like his eyes were luring me in. It was like his eyes were like a fishing hook and I was the fish, being dragged in by the hook. 

Before I knew it, our faces were now inches apart form each other, my cheeks turned into a bright pink but it's not like I could look away. I didn't even have enough strength in myself to turn my body away from him. 

Taehyung leaned his head forward and before I could proses everything that was happening, Taehyung had his lips pressing against mine. 

This wasn't like the first time Taehyung and I kissed. The first time we kissed was forceful, back then it felt like a pressured kiss because his friends were forcing him to kiss me. This kiss felt soft, pure...it felt like...he actually meant it. 

The kiss felt like it lasted for forever. He put one hand on the back of my head and continued to kiss me until both of us lost breath. We separated from each other's lips but staid close together, still looking into each others eyes. 

I couldn't stop looking at him and my heart started thumping loudly. He then leaned in once again for another kiss and I didn't stop him. He kissed me even longer this time. Even if I was out of breath, I didn't want to push him away so the kiss could be longer. 

Once we separated again, he smiled and leaned forward so his forehead was being pressed against my shoulder. It then seemed like he was crying at first. I thought he was crying until I heard laughter coming from him. 

"What, why're you laughing?" I ask, looking down at his head which was still being pressed against my shoulder. 

Taehyung slowly started to sit back up so he was looking at me once again and explains "I thought...you would have pushed me away." 

I staid quiet and looked down into my own lap, saying "how could I push someone like you away?" Cheesy I know, but it's like cheesy lines were coming out of my mouth like we were in some cliché movie and those were the lines I was obligated to say. They just came out of my mouth. 

Taehyung chuckled, probably because what I just said was so cliché but he didn't comment on it. "Hoseok...I love you and I don't want to see you doing this to yourself. I don't want you harming your body, I don't want you to make yourself throw up. I want you to be happy. I want you to be the happiest person on this planet." Taehyung explains, still looking at me into my eyes and he sounded serious. 

It was so hard for me to believe him...how could I be so happy when I'm so broken? "Good luck with trying to get that to happen" I say, now standing up from the bench. 

"What about you Hoseok, do you like me?" Taehyung asks now standing up with me. 

What he was asking me was so sudden...yet again that kiss was sudden as well. I thought about it before I explain "I...I do...but you have a girlfriend." 

"I know I have a girlfriend but I don't love her...I love you. I would do anything for you and I'll even break up with her to go out with you" Taehyung explains and I couldn't help but blush into a bright pink. I could feel my cheeks heating up by the second. 

"Well...let's go back to Yoongi's house, they're all probably wondering where we are" I say starting to walk away and Taehyung followed. 

I for sure knew these feelings inside me was love towards Taehyung, but I didn't want Taehyung breaking up with his girlfriend because of me. I already knew what his girlfriend was like when other people weren't around. If she found out I was the cause of why her boyfriend broke up with her...I don't know what she'd do.

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Hey guys, yes they finally kissed and finally said they loved each other...but that doesn't mean they're dating yet. More drama happens with Areum and Hoseok's parent's. (Remember Hoseok's father just got back from being gone for a year or so...)