*The Next Morning*

Yerin POV

I woke up in the morning to see Taehyung holding or I mean hugging my arms. I chuckled lowly, and for the first time after who knows when, I smiled genuinely. It was my true intentions. For once in my life, I was happy with a grown man, the only male who could actually get me to talk a conversation to him, or I mean the second. Hhhhhh. I sighed. Just when can I get these things out of my head. I shrugged it off and looked back at Taehyung.

Yerin: Should I really trust you, Taehyung? Am I really going to be open... to you?
I mumbled softly.

Yerin: Or are you really like the others? My dad?
I said, as I remembered the moment when I was close to blacking out.
'He is the same as every other boy you met. He is like your dad.'

Taehyung: You're awake? Are you okay? Are you feeling better? Does anywhere hurt?
Yerin: Yes, I'm awake. I'm okay. I am feeling a bit better. No, nothing hurt. Just a small headache.

Is he really like those boys? All the things he said now was nothing my dad and those boys would ever say. Can I really trust you, Taehyung? If you know, would you just leave.

I didn't notice that I was spacing out until he shakes me.

Taehyung: Are you sure you're okay, Yerin?
Yerin: Yes, I'm sure, Tae.
I covered my mouth

'W-What did I just say?'

Taehyung: Wh-What did you c-call me?
Yerin: N-Nothing. I didn't s-say a-anything.
And I turned around, my back facing him. I then heard a small chuckle from him.

I touch my cheeks to realize I was blushing. I guess things really are changing. Was he really the one who broke through the walls I made?

Is he really the one I could trust other than my friends?
Is this going to last?