6: Scars

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I slowly opened my eyes, my vision quite blurry. I was greeted by the white ceiling, causing me to think where am I.

"You're up!", Yerin's face suddenly appeared from the top, startling me. She suddenly pulled away, shouting like a maniac. "Guys, guys! Minhee is awake."

I groaned lightly as I sat up, trying to recall what happened. The moment I looked up, I saw my parents, Yerin and Taehyung.

My mom pulled me into a hug while tears were forming in her eyes.

"Ahhh. You stupid girl. Always worrying me.", she said and I chuckled. "Mom, I am alright."

She pulled away, glaring at me. "What do you mean alright?! You fainted in the middle of the press conference."

My eyes widened, becoming alert of the situation. My mother noticed my reaction.

"Don't worry about it anymore. BigHit has already taken care of the situation.", she assured and I buried my face in my palms, groaning.

"God, why do I always have to make trouble?", I sighed.

"Oh dear, you don't. This is just a small matter.", my father said and I shook my head. "No, dad. I always do. I just had to mess up every time—"

"Stop rambling.", Yerin knocked my head and I yelped in pain, glaring up at her. "Bitch! What was that for?!"

"Language."

She corrected and I heard a chuckle from behind. My eyes followed the sound of it.

Taehyung.

When my gaze landed on him, he stopped chuckling, face suddenly turning serious.

"Ah, Minhee. Taehyung said he wanted to talk to you in private. We will take our leave.", my mother winked at me knowingly while I scrunched my brows.

"What? They can just talk when we are here-"

"Uncle! I heard from your assistant that you have a very important meeting this evening. Aren't you running late?", Yerin said, causing my father to immediately look at his watch.

"Oh, right! God, I am running late.", my father groaned. "I am taking my leave now, yeah? Minhee, you take a good rest too.", he pecked my forehead and ran out of the room.

My mother then pecked my forehead, a smile grimacing on her lips. "I have things to sort out in the hospital too so I am leaving.", she said and I nodded.

"I have stuffs to do too so I am gonna bounce.", Yerin said and I nodded again.

Wow, everyone seems busy.

The two of them left the room, leaving me and Taehyung in awkward silence. He then scooted closer towards the bed and took a seat on the chair which was right beside my bed.

I cleared my throat, not knowing what else to do. My eyes were fixated on my hands that were on my thighs.

"I am so sorry.", he apologized and my head immediately shot up. "I really am so sorry."

"What? Why are you apologizing?", I asked.

"Because of me, you are dragged into this scandal. Because of me, you are pushed to do this. Because me of—", he paused, hands forming into fists. "Because of me you fainted."

I couldn't help but stare at him, whose gaze was fixated on the floor, his hair covering his eyes.

"Taehyung.", I called out but he didn't respond.

"Look at me.", I let out softly and he slowly glanced up, his guilty eyes staring into my soul.

"It is not your fault that I have photophobia."

Photophobia: an experience of discomfort or pain to the eyes due to light exposure or by presence of actual physical sensitivity of the eyes.

"But, I still dragged you into this—"

"Taehyung!", I whisper yelled and he froze, eyes going wide. "Calm down, will you?", I said and he nodded with a sigh.

"I actually want to overcome this fear you see.", I said and he looked at me wearily. "It's been awhile that I last came in contact with bright lights or camera flashes so I don't know if I'm over this or not. Now, I know that I still have to work on it."

"How come you developed this fear?", he asked. "Ah! You don't have to tell me if you don't want to—"

"I want to.", I cut him off and his shoulders slumped down, looking less tense. "Because, you, along with other BTS members are the people that pulled me into the light.", I smiled and he seemed confused.

"Back in 2015, I got into a very traumatic event.", I said and Taehyung was focusing every single word I was saying.

"My parents are crazy rich so it isn't surprising that they've got many enemies. Watching from dramas, you can tell that kids of those kind of parents often get kidnapped, huh? Well, I was one of them.", I said nonchalantly and his eyes widened.

"Minhee, how can you talk about it so casually? You must have been hurt.", his face saddened.

"Not really physically but emotionally, yes. They threatened my parents that if my father doesn't turn down the business proposal, they'd rape me."

My breath hitched at the mention of it.

"I-I was tied down on a chair. My mouth was taped up—", tears streamed down my cheeks.

"I couldn't move. I screamed for help but no one heard me. Their filthy hands were on me. They tore up my clothes and it was all recorded on a video camera, a bright flashlight shown on me to get a clear view."

I broke down into tears and Taehyung pulled me into a hug, while I bawled out in his embrace.

He caressed the back my head while his other free hand rubbed my back in soothing circles.

"But, don't worry. Nothing really bad happen any further.", I squeaked as I gently pushed him away, sniffing.

"Before they could do the worse, the police came and I was rescued. For months, I shut myself in my room, refusing to meet anyone. Not my family. Not my best friend. During those times, I listened to your songs. I watched you guys. They healed my sorrows little by little. They helped me overcome my fears. So thank you so much. I never thought I would be able to tell you this in person.", I said and Taehyung held my hand.

"I am glad our music lessened your pain", he smiled and I shook my head. "It's a shame I am still afraid of bright lights."

"Minhee, do you know how strong you are? Your wounds have healed but only scars of it are left. And, it's okay to have them.", he said and I broke into a smile.

Hearing my bias say all those soothing words, I felt like even the scars disappear for a brief moment.

"You think I'm cool, don't you?", he grinned and I rolled my eyes.

I pushed his hand away with a slight pout.

"You're so great at ruining the mood."

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