Taehyung's pov

Every choice had consequences. After what happened with my family and Y/N I had to rethink many things.

I couldn't believe my own father wanted to hurt me. No matter how our relationship was, deep inside I believed we had at least some basic father to son love for each other.

But now I hated him. I wanted to live my life away from this dangerous person and without his money. I could now understand the burden of needing to make your own money.

I've always had it too easy in my life. I laughed at myself for the situation I was in. I had declared I wanted to be a performer. No one would support me now. I had to stand to my own two feet and build a new world.

The morning Y/N would leave the hospital came. She decided to come to my house, which I would soon abandon.

Bringing her there again, I could see her facial expressions changing from time to time. We'd spent lots of time there, dancing, cooking, cleaning... Even me doing unholy things to her. Precious moments I never wanted to end.

Jungkook brought her stuff from his house. Before leaving, he looked in my eyes.

"Don't let her meet your father. And please...dont let her get hurt again"

I nodded and walked him to the door. Looking back at Y/N, she seemed so innocent and fragile while looking at my big house, touching slowly the stuff she had touched before.

"I've been here" she said and I nodded

"Indeed. I hope you remember it cause it's important to you"

"Lots of things connected to you seem to be important" she said and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as she glanced inside, I saw her body stiffen and touching her heart.

"I'm sure I've also been here. Why was I in your bedroom?" she asked turning to me and I looked away.

"You were sleeping there"

"Uhm.. And you?"

That girl was provoking me to admit things in a way I'd make her uncomfortable. I approached her, pushing her to the bed and fell on her, my hands right and left from her head, touching the mattress. She gasped and stopped breathing as soon as my face came closer to hers.

"I was on this bed too. You see, we've been much closer than you think. Much closer than just sleeping on the same bed"

I was enjoying the red of her cheeks so much I wanted to kiss them. And I did, unable to resist her cuteness.

She didn't push me away and that had me on surprise. Did she enjoy it? Did she want more?

I sighed and whispered to her ear.

"I swear to God I wanna do so many things to you and your body...but I won't as long as you don't remember me, as long as I don't know whether you'll forgive me or not. But I mark this body as mine and I'll be waiting for an answer" I said and licked her neck while sending shivers to her spine.

Looking at her face I saw she was tomato red and I laughed. I stood up while taking her hand to help her stand too. As I was about to leave the room, I heard her asking.

"Was that...a joke before?"

I smirked at her.

"No honey, I meant every single word. Now, let's dance"