UNSPOKEN

After the fanmeet was over, I went into Taehyung's dressing room. Fortunately he was alone.

"Taehyung" I called out his name on the verge of tears, he turned around sharply.

"Oh hey! didn't see you there" he began

"Of course you didn't! What's wrong with you? Do I mean nothing to you but a servant? Should i just leave? Oh wait I can't cause the contract says I have to do the work for a year and you just-"

"Woah! Hold up?" he started walking towards me with his hands raised as though trying to defend himself.

"What's all this supposed to be about?" he genuinely looked confused.

"Didn't mean to bother you. What's that supposed to mean?" before he could answer I continued "Talking so flirtatiously with your make up artist...what's her name again.. Yuna...what's that supposed to mean. Did us going to Serendipity mean nothing? Did that" I stopped before saying that, rethinking about it but said it anyways "did that kiss mean nothing to you Tae?"

I swear I could cry any minute now. But I was also enraged, when I'm extremely angry, I cry, I'm sensitive and it's difficult for me to put up my point in a conversation without bursting out into tears.

"I can't just straight away go into a relationship with you okay? And didn't mean to bother you meant that you already do a lot of work at home so I didn't want to make you do more here and what about Yuna? She's 32 and" he took a deep breath and continued "and married....What were you thinking?" he smirked as he said and was constantly stepping towards me.

I kept taking steps back until I hit the wall.

"umm...she said she personally likes you so I thought" He put his arm beside my head and laughed "That's because she's my make up artist"

Ohhhh now it makes sense.

I would've face palmed myself if I wasn't so intimidated by Taehyung.

Before I could say anything he kissed me, and to be honest it felt reassuring and I kissed him back. He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up, placing me at the dressing table. He deepened the kiss, and reduced the distance. My stomach dropped, not the drop you feel when you're at a height, but the one that makes you feel like you're in heaven, those butterflies, this tingling sensation. I've never felt this way before, I love the he makes me feel. He's smirking against my lips and I can feel it, he knows how he makes me feel, he knows what he's doing.

Son of a gun. I smiled.

While I was lost in the moment, I didn't realize that someone else had joined in the room besides me and Taehyung but

"What the hell" Kenma stood there, with his mouth full open in shock, and both his hands on his head.

My eyes widened as I realized what he just witnessed. We were in between a make out session, that's so awkward.

Taehyung on the other hand seemed calm.

He looked rather proud, I wonder why. I squinted my eyes at him which he intentionally avoided.

"umm Kenma-" before I could say Taehyung went towards him

"We were gonna tell you soon" he said that so normally "Don't tell the other members yet, I want to tell them myself." he smiled at Kenma and patted his shoulder and winked at me before he left.

Now it was just me and Kenma and the awkwardness that filled the room.

"Why didn't you tell me?" what should've I told you, there's nothing to tell yet.

"I'm sorry" what was I even apologizing for?

"it's okay.." he looked down suddenly "I just thought for once that I had a chance" he gave me a gloomy forced smile and left too.

I don't know what to think.

There's this 'unspoken' thing between me and Taehyung but I'm still not sure about what is it and is it even there and now it seems like Kenma likes me.

Or liked me to be precise.

I sighed and sat on the sofa in the dressing room, as it was now just,

Me, Myself and I.

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(KENMA'S POV)

"So you guys are what, dating now?" I ask as we walk down the corridor.

"Not really, we've just been kissing, that's all we've been doing."

"So I can date her-" I smirk as his eyes acquire that color, HIS COLOR.

"It's been a while since I last saw those eyes Taehyung." he switches them back to normal and I sigh.

"I've never seen you this serious about, a mere human." he swiftly adjusts his gaze and keeps it at me. "I thought you hated humans Kenma, but seems like you're into her too." We all are so close, we've always been this way, we know how each of his feels, not entirely, but partially.

"She's an enigma, she's different." I do like her, I won't admit it but I do.

"She's all yours, Taehyung. I've seen the way she looks at you, and I won't take that away either from you or her. You better be good to her, don't break her, she's already on the verge of it." Taehyung's glaring at me, inquisitively, we both, No, all of us, we don't know much about her.

"Seems like us and her, we both are good secret keepers" we scoff and chuckle as we continue walking.