Enthralled Me || tk

26.

Third person pov

"You won't like it, angel." Taehyung chuckled and shook his head at her, but Hayoon continued to whine and tug in his shirt.

"Taste..." She pouted, "Yoonie wants to taste."

Taehyung pressed hip lips into a thin line helplessly. He grabbed a small piece of the lime and crouched down. He held it before her mouth and warned her,

"It doesn't taste like the way it does in lemon juice; it's not sweet at all."

"No, I wanna try it myself," she said and parted her lips, leaning forward. Taehyung sighed before squeezing the lime and letting a drop of its juice fall on her tongue.

He laughed out loudly when Hayoon made a sound of disgust as soon as she tasted the liquid. She pushed her tongue out, face contorting into a disgusted one.

Taehyung couldn't stop laughing at the innocent baby. He patted the top of her head and gave her a glass of water to make her feel better.

"It tastes so bad." She scrunched her nose cutely. Taehyung just leaned forward and pecked her forehead.

He picked her up and placed her on the kitchen slab, far away from the electric stove and sharp items and went back to cutting and making food.

He hummed softly and concentrated on doing his work, sure that his angel is a good child and will not cause any problems.

Hayoon looked at him with longing eyes while biting on her lower lip. a sudden distress spread her features as she stared at him.

She missed her mother. She longed for her so much but she never came back. It had been two years now and she barely even remembered how her mother looked.

She just wanted to feel the comfort of being in her arms again.

The same type of comfort she feels when Taehyung holds her.

They had formed such a pure and sweet relationship with each other; her innocent self had grown so attached to the male.

So so attached that she couldn't help but want to be with him always. It was the same way with Taehyung too; he couldn't help but love her wholeheartedly and it wasn't because she was his mate's daughter but because of the beautiful bond they shared.

"Twaetwae," she whispered. Her voice went unheard.

She was suddenly very anxious and wanted to be in his arms, the fact that he wasn't listening to her made her even more scared.

"Twae..." She called again but it went unheard again. He was so engrossed in cooking that he didn't hear her.

She whimpered and reached her hands out towards him, leaning forward and trying to go to him.

Everything happened so fast that her tiny body which was leaning forward to reach Taehyung slid off the kitchen slab.

She fell down on the floor with a huge thud sound and immediately let out a sharp cry in pain.

Taehyung snapped his head towards her, the spoon on his hand falling down. His eyes widened, panic taking over his body.

"Hayoon?!"

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"Y-young master...H-Hayoon..."

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked him anxiously through the call.

He had started feeling anxious from the moment he felt slight and sudden bitterness in his heart.

When Taehyung called him from the landline of his house, he was sure that something had happened. Taehyung had never called him before.