𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 || ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 13

"We need to talk." Everyone's eyes turns towards me except a pair of beautiful chocolates orbs.

"We?" Jin hyung and Hobi hyung ask in unison and I shake my head.

"No. We, me and Taehyung." Now I got his attention. He's looking at me like I'm going to eat him alive. Yeah, I would have done that if Hobi hyung hadn't interrupted our makeout session last night.

He taste like peach and strawberries--- so soft and plum. Sweet and addicting.

Everyone's eyes are now traveling between two of us, me and my angel who's now trying to hide behind Jin hyung like I can't find him if he hide there.

"You can't ignore me forever." He looks so cute and pretty like this but I want my answers--- I'm getting impatient by every passing minute.

"I'm not ignoring you." He says, still hiding behind Jin hyung.

"Did we miss something?" Hobi hyung ask but I ignore his question.

"You are." He shake his head still hiding behind hyung with half of his body on display.

I can't just stand here and waste my time when he's saying something and acting like in another way. I never been this anxious and nervous in my whole life and it's killing me.

He should have said something--- or yelling at me but he did nothing. He should have freaked out and called me crazy or something but he didn't and I don't think I can wait for another minute.

I marches towards him planning something in my head and his eyes bulges so round as a dinner plate. He close his eyes when I get near him.

Did he think I was going to hurt him?

No, way. I'd never do that.

But I'm not gonna let him go.

He let out a surprised squeal as I pick him up and drapes him over my shoulder walking away from hyungs.

"You are scaring the poor soul Kook." I hear Yoongi hyung yell behind me.

He's scaring me too--- his silence is scaring me too. Why no one is talking about it?

"Where are we going?" He tilts his head looking at me. His hands have a death grip on my shirt like his life depends on it.

You won't fall, as long as you are with me.

"Somewhere we can talk privately."

"You know I can walk." But he don't struggle to get away from me.

"I'm aware. You know how to walk away from me." I waits for him to say something but he just keep his mouth shut.

When we reach our bedroom I steps in and set him on his feet after slamming my door shut and flipping the lock.

I'm not letting him run away from me, if he want that I have to convince him that it's where he belongs, with me.

I know it's not gonna be easy but I'll make sure of it.

I'm good at keeping what's mine and I'm not failing today--- not with him.

I can feel him tensing up. He's nervous as I'm.