Cafe [II]

"You wanna order something?"

Simple...

The question was simple one to answer.

But not for Wyen.

She felt her hands tremble at the sudden question that was thrown her way.

Shaking her head, she politely lowered her head.

"I'm not..."

Her eyes meeting his subconsciously, her hands fidgeted with each other.

"H..hungry."

She nervously took out her phone once again only for jungkook's hand to push right back inside.

Her eyes meeting with his, she scanned his face that held a gentle smile.

"C'mon, Wyen, let's spend some time without music?"

Taken aback by his words, wyen blinked away the hair strands.

"I..-"

"Wyen,"

Jungkook glared deep into her eyes.

"Please."

He breathed out and his hand forced hers to keep her phone inside the purse.

A small forced smile in relief, he turned his attention back to them.

But Wyen couldn't.

Not when his very grip on her hand started to loosen.

She felt her body sink into the seat as her hands started to sweat.

Taking her hands off his gentle grip, Wyen immediately intertwined her both hands on her lap.

Please don't... Not now.

She closed her eyes tight.

Not now.

"So..."

Jimin, who took his phone, froze upon noticing her.

Her back bent, she had her head hang low within her shoulders quivered.

The glimpse of her neck that was coated with sweat, Jimin's lips parted within his eyes blinking.

Another blink, he immediately looked away.

"Let's go?"

Hearing him speak, Wyen sighed aloud, hoping for herself to finally have some alone time while they're gone.

But the hand that tapped on her shoulder said otherwise.

"Come on, let's go."

His voice lingered only for a second and Wyen's eyes which eventually met his froze still.

"Huh..?"

About to speak, she was pulled to stand up from her seat.

"Let's go."

"Oh, I think she's -"

Upon noticing Wyen's hand that was gripped by Jimin, Jungkook placed his hands on the table to stand up.

But when Jimin turned his head around, Jungkook's hand felt Dae-ni's above.

"It's okay, I'm taking her."

Instead of an expression that could express a casual feeling of ordering something, Jimin's face held concern.

And the sterness that built within.

Pulling her along with him, his fingers slowly intertwined with hers making her eyes widen.

Her feet subconsciously following his, Wyen felt his eyes falling on her again and...again.

Feet stumbling forward when he rushed into the washroom, Wyen frowned.

"T.. the-"

The slam of door wasn't loud.

But enough loud to indicate that he's strong.

Strong enough to hold her back from turning away.

Back against the wall, Wyen's hands clenched into a fist when he leaned closer.

"What.."

A shush, Wyen's lips felt his finger upon.

Eyes scanning hers, Jimin took off his jacket making her blink vigorously.

"Stay still."

He breathed out before handing the jacket.

"Wait!-"

As he went to the counter, Wyen watched him pull the sleeves up his forearm.

He looked at her before taking one of the tissues.

As he turned on the tap water, he made the tissue drench under before turning it off.

Walking back towards her as she nervously tried to step far from his feet, Wyen was pulled right back against the wall.

"I said, Stay still."

His voice sounded more of concerned one and Wyen froze just like how she was told.

Eyes blinking vigorously when his fingers slipped the jacket down her shoulder, her eyes met his for a mere second.

"I.."

A small hiss when he pressed the cold tissue against her skin, Wyen's eyes widened upon feeling his other hand drop on her waist.

Head moving to look away, Wyen felt him sigh lowly.

"Stay still or you'll fall."

blinking vigorously as he continued to tap the issue over her sweat coated skin, Wyen finally realised it.

Her knees.

They were weakening.

And that's how his hand ended up on her waist.

A blink of realisation, Wyen stayed still as she watched him drag the tissue down her neck.

"I'm not...sick."

Eyes averting up to look into hers, he noticed her nervous self before sighing deep.

"Yeah, can see it."

Muttering, he blinked at the sight of her buttoned up shirt.

"I told you to see a doctor."

Unbuttoning her shirt down, Jimin felt her flinch.

"I'm-"

"It's fine."

Eyes meeting his, Wyen's eyes weren't only wide but teary, and the weakness was so visible for his eyes that he froze for a minute to scan her skinny figure under the baggy clothes she wore.

"You really think I can't see how skinny you are?"

She blinked vigorously, startled by his statement.

"Huh?"

A sigh, he raised the tissue to her eyes.

"Why are you getting these again?"

His eyes held nothing but care.

The care she never felt.

The care....she always craved for.

You're my wife, Wyen. You know that whatever I do to you, Is for you, right?

Right?

Right...

A blink, she tried to get his hand off her skin.

She didn't feel the caressness he held in his grip but only one thing.

Only thing that had her body tremble.

Only thing that left her on streets.

Only thing that left her ruined.

And that is disgust.

But when he dropped his hand beside her head, he breathlessly leaned closer and his very beautiful eyes glared into hers with such gentleness

Such gentleness...she thought she don't deserve.

Eyes meeting his once again, Wyen's heart sank.

He is furious.

Confused.

And messed up in his mind upon watching her turn into something he never wanted to see her as.

His eyes softening, his fist on the wall trembled upon watching her weakening with every second that passed by.

Upon seeing her hold her tears back,

He didn't hesitate to breath out,

"Why are you like this?"