I turned my head toward Taehyung with furrowed brows. I might want him to move on, but I don't like this girl at all.
I saw him moving, and I quickly took his phone, putting it under my pillow, and I threw my head back onto the pillow.
I shut my eyes and tried to look like I was sleeping.
To my luck, the phone stopped ringing. I bet she gave up on calling.
I heard him mumbling, and my heart skipped a beat, then started racing. Please don't wake up.
I felt his hand on mine, and he slumped his head back on the bed.
I opened one of my eyes and peeked at him. He seemed to be continuing his sleep.
I felt the phone ringing again under my head.
Thinking again, I thought I didn't have the right to choose who he should date. Right now, I act so freaking weird.
Fuck, I'm just weird.
But..
I stared at him. He talked to Eunwoo on that day and ruined me.
It would be nothing wrong if I did the same.
I smirked at the thought of him getting in trouble if I did this. Or maybe he would get into a cheating scandal next.
I didn't want him to get hurt, but I didn't think this was going to hurt much. It's just going to be a game.
I pulled my hand off him carefully.
Then, I quickly grabbed his phone under the pillow and took the call.
"Oppa, I've been calling you for so long, where did you go?" asked Nara in a sulking voice.
Her voice made me want to vomit.
I pulled the blanket over my head and turned my back to Taehyung so that I could be as quiet as I could.
"Excuse me, who are you?" asked me.
Nara's facial expression tremendously changed into a frown when he heard a female voice answering Taehyung's phone. The woman even sounded like she just woke up from sleep.
"Who are you?" asked Nara uneasily. The voice is so tense.
"I asked you first, who are you?"
Nara's face muscles tightened. Her brows furrowed. This woman sounded so rude to her. "Song Na Ra. Don't you know me? Yah, I'm officially Kim Taehyung's girlfriend. Don't you read my name before answering me?"
"Oh really? He just saved your contact as Nara. It's nothing special at all. I thought it was Nara, his staff, or someone who's just. Hmm, just that, you know?"
Nara started to experience an adrenaline rush in her vessel. She felt belittled by this woman. "So what? So what if he saves my contact information like that? Do you have a problem? Nothing changes, I'm still his girlfriend."
"Did I say you're not? Why are you so insecure?" asked me.
She didn't say anything, and I bet she's speechless.
Then, I scoffed out of smirk, "But I think you should because he saved mine as "my babe" with a few red heart emojis."
"Yah, bitch, you've crossed the line. Stop being fucking delusional and hand the phone to him. I bet you're just his maid. Wake up, stop daydreaming."
I frowned when she said that to me. "Delusional? Yah, I know you're his girlfriend. But do you think he can't have another girl? Bitch, you don't know him. I'm literally in his bed right now."
"Stop, Delulu Maid."
I frowned again. This woman was so fucking annoying. Why was it so hard for her to believe Taehyung was cheating on her? I meant he had an evil aura. And what maid worked at almost midnight? She's so stupid. No wonder she was in love with him.
I hung up the call.
The phone rang again, and I put it in silence.
I pulled down the blanket to my chest level and turned my body toward Taehyung. He was still sleeping.
I just needed a photo of us to send to Nara. This was a good chance. Nara was quite popular, and if she revealed Taehyung was cheating on her, I bet the public would be mad at him.
Like I said, I want him to get hurt a little bit. And I wanted to see what his love for me was like.
I scooted myself closer to Taehyung until our heads lay next to each other.
I started to hear his slow snore. I turned my head at him. He looked so damn fine at this angle.
I shook my head. No, he's not cute.
I held out the phone, taking a selfie. Then, I checked the photo. We looked weird. We seemed to be upside down toward each other. There's no chemistry here.
Why the fuck didn't he sleep beside me like usual? Gosh, he wanted to play nice at the wrong time.
I carefully got off the bed. When I had my legs on the floor, I felt quite dizzy and found myself unbalanced. But in not too long, I could overcome it.
I crept up and went to sit down on the floor beside Taehyung.
I put my head on the bed beside him, facing his face.
I buried my face towards him a little bit. I didn't really want my face to be shown.
I snapped the photo and checked it out.
My corner lips curled because it was far better.
I quickly sent Nara the photo.
Taehyung: [Photo]
Taehyung: Yeah, I'm his maid. Kinda love to play that role 😜
Taehyung: He's great in bed, lucky you.
I felt so satisfied that I couldn't hide it, and I smiled widely. She's going to be crazily mad, and for him...
I glanced at him.
Just a little bit of payment for what he did to me.
But it's not a guarantee that she will reveal it to the public.
I shuddered my shoulders. I was already satisfied with this.
Then, I deleted the chats that I'd sent to her.
"What are you doing?"
My hand trembled when I heard Taehyung's deep voice.
I looked at him, and our eyes met straight away.
"Oh, t-this?" It's bad that I'm holding his phone right now. "I need to use a phone now," my voice stuttered.
His facial expression softened when she started talking after a long silence, and he reached the strands of her hair that brushed her face. "For what?"
"Call a friend," said I.
"You have a friend?"
"Of course I do," she said with furrowed brows. Did he think I was a loner? I did have friends!
"And you remember her number?"
I was speechless when he got me.
He smirked and leaned forward at me. "Babe, you're a bad liar."
I gulped down my saliva.
His phone screen lightened.
Both of us glanced down at the phone in my hand.
My brows furrowed; that bitch was calling.
He grabbed his phone in my hand and pulled it off, but I was holding onto it and didn't let him.
He looked into my eyes. His eyes were questioning my actions.
"Who? Nara, who?" asked me.
He smirked again. "Babe, I told you, you're a bad liar," said him. He was very sure she knew who Nara was.
My eyes flickered.
"Oh." I avoided his eyes and tried to think of an excuse, but my brain cells were dead already.
He pulled his phone out of my grip. But I quickly firmed my grip on it. "Can you not answer it?"
"Why?"
"Can you just not?"
His smirk became cockier. "Why? I need to hear your reason."
"Well, I just..." I paused and studied his eyes. He looked like he was waiting for my answer impatiently. "You said you loved me, but you're having a girlfriend. And they even officially confirmed it to the public. It just makes me so uneasy," said.
He leaned forward; our lips almost touched, but I immediately pulled my face away from him. He shocked me.
"Does it mean you're jealous, then?"
I frowned. I didn't like to be labeled as a jealous person. "I am not."
"Then, give me my phone."
I shook my head. "I want to use a little bit more."
"You're not using."
"Stop being stingy."
He scoffed out of laughter when she said that. To him, she started blurting nonsense again.
His phone lightened again. This time, it's bombarded with messages from Nara.
Taehyung caught the glance that Nara used a lot of profanity in her messages.
I saw he was looking like he was reading, and I quickly brought his phone to my chest, stopping him from doing so.
I was about to get up, but he was too quick to hold my arm.
"Babe, did you just do something to her?"
I panicked when he said that. "No, I don't," I said, and I got up again, but he pulled me, causing me to crash into him.
"Babe, you're lying," he said, trying to reach the phone in my hand. But I managed to dodge all his attempts.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and finally grabbed his phone.
This time, he didn't seem to be playing, as the phone almost slipped off my hand. Too desperate, I bit his arm.
Instantly, he let go of it and growled.
I quickly got up, running out of his room.
Then I heard him laughing in his room. "Crazy jerks," muttered me.
I looked around at this house. I wasn't familiar with this place.
I saw the stairs go down on my left, and on my right, there were a lot of room doors.
I quickly ran into a random room and locked the door. I turned on the light.
I studied this room. It looked like a store room because it was full of a pile of boxes.
I sat down and looked at his phone. I opened Nara's messages.
Nara: Fuck you, whore! Cheap whore, fucking stay away from my boyfriend!
Nara: I'll kill you, whore!
Nara: Whore, you're just his toy! Stop acting better than me! Fuck you, whore!
Nara: If you're in front of me, I'll slap you to death, fucking whore!
I scoffed. She looked so mad. I wish I could save this message and read it again whenever I was bored, but I couldn't do it.
I deleted all of her messages. And then I went to the gallery and deleted the photos, even up to the trash.
Taehyung got out of the room and looked around.
Then he walked towards the staircase and gazed down. After that, he looked to his right at the rooms.
He wondered which way she went.
The house was so quiet. Now he regretted buying a big house.
I stayed in this room after doing all the things I should do.
I sighed when I found myself stuck here. I was scared to face him because of what I did. Now I didn't know if I should regret doing it or not.
But thinking again, what I was doing now was trying to get back at this crazy guy. Of course, I would never be able to.
"Fuck it, I'm so stupid," I said, and I put my head on the floor. I was still exhausted, to be honest.
I was startled when I heard the doorknob twist.
But I locked it; of course he won't be able to open it unless he gets the keys.
Then, the doorknob was twisted again.
"Babe, are you inside?" asked him, knocking on the door.
I bit my lower lips.
"Babe, if you're inside, open the door. Or are you afraid?"
I didn't say anything and just kept my mouth sealed.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not mad. I just want to see you now.".
He heard no answer from her, but he had a strong instinct that she was here. Moreover, this was the only room with lights on besides his and Jihoon's room.
He got down and peered inside under the door. He smiled when he saw her sitting on the floor.
He got up and knocked on the door again. "Babe, you're inside, I see you. Come on, get out. I'm not going to get mad at you.
Damn, it seemed like I could not hide anymore. "If you're not mad, why do you look for me? You should leave me alone," said.
"Babe, first of all, you're not eating yet, and second of all, I want my phone too."
I gulped down my saliva and looked at his phone. I couldn't give him his phone yet. What if Nara gave me a call again after this?
"I still want to use your phone. Can I keep it a little bit longer?"
I heard him chuckling. "I know what you're doing. I'm not going to get mad."
"How can I know you're not lying?"
"I'm not going to lie," said him.
"How could I believe you?"
"I've been wanting you; how could I?"
I pressed my lips together, thinking. Made sense.
I got up and walked slowly towards the door. "You promise me, right?"
"Um, babe, I promise you."
I stopped in front of the door and still gave him some thought about whether to believe him or not.
"Promise?" I asked him again.
"Yeah, I swear to God," said he.
I finally unlocked the door and opened it.
I saw Taehyung standing in front of the door.
I gulped down my saliva; I didn't know if I had made the right choice or not. Because he gave me an emotionless, dark gaze that I could never read through.
He took a step forward, and I took a backward step.
I saw a wry smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.
I started getting panicked when the back of my knees touched something solid. I looked at my back; it was a box.
I gasped and turned my head at him when he suddenly held my waist. I gripped on his arms because I felt like almost falling down.
Our faces were only an inch apart. His gaze at my eyes was so intense. I studied his eyes, and yet I could not read him.
His phone vibrated in my hand, and I turned to look at it.
It was Nara calling again. I started getting worried again. I was just afraid that if he ended up mad and found out that I sent her the photo of us, it would look very scandalous if it was leaked out. That would put him in a bad situation. I bet his morals would be questioned by the public.
He took the phone from my hand, and to my surprise, he rejected the call. Then he threw his phone into the box.
I looked at him with a confused look because I could not believe he did that.
He leaned more, and our lips touched. My eyes flickered. I didn't expect this from him at this time.
He tilted his head to deepen his kiss, and I clenched his shirt in response. I felt something in my stomach.
He wrapped me tighter and invaded, exploring my mouth.
He made my mind go blank. I did not either want this or resist him. I closed my eyes; I didn't know; I was so damn confused with myself.
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