If I Ain't Got You (vsoo...ft. liskook)

11.

"Taehyung..." she said, her voice trembling slightly but still holding firm, "You're not the person you think you are. You can't just have control over everything. Not over me, not anymore."

Her words seemed to strike a nerve. Taehyung's smirk faltered for a brief moment, and his grip on her wrist tightened, but he didn't pull her closer. Instead, he looked at her as if he was trying to understand what was happening.

"You think you know me?" Taehyung's voice dropped lower, laced with frustration. "You don't know anything about me, Jisoo. You have no idea what it's like to have people think they own you. You have no idea what it's like to fight for control over your own life, your own decisions."

Jisoo felt a pang of sympathy for him, but it quickly dissipated. She couldn't afford to let him manipulate her feelings any longer. She was done being tangled in his games, done with being confused by the conflicting emotions he stirred in her.

"Then why do you keep coming back here, Taehyung? If you don't care, if you don't feel anything, why are you here, doing this to me?" Her voice was steadier now, the anger rising in her chest.

He stared at her, caught off guard by her words. He didn't respond right away, his usual flippant attitude slipping away as he seemed to be grappling with his emotions. But then, just as quickly, the arrogance returned. He stood up straighter, his posture becoming more dominant.

"You want to know why?" he asked, his voice cold, yet there was a flicker of something deeper in his eyes. "Because you don't get to decide for me. I do what I want. I come here because I want to. And you, Jisoo... you're not as unaffected as you pretend to be."

Jisoo took a step back, her heart hammering in her chest. She could feel the tension between them, thick and suffocating. The attraction, the frustration, the confusion—it was all too much.

But she couldn't let herself be swayed anymore. Not by him. Not by his charm or his anger or his confusing words.

"I don't care," she said firmly, locking eyes with him. "I don’t care about what you want. I care about me, my family, and my life. And I will not let you ruin that."

Her words hung in the air for a long moment before Taehyung’s smirk faded completely. He looked at her as if seeing her for the first time, not as the girl he could manipulate, but as someone strong—someone who was done with him. It was a silent realization that passed between them, but Taehyung didn’t apologize, nor did he back down. He just nodded, a flicker of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Without another word, he turned to leave when her father voice echoed.

" Jisoo...jisoo...

Hearing her dad's voice she rush her way to open door while taehyung who was startled comb his hairs with other hand the right one as other one was injured.

Sitting straight looking like gentleman. It was fun for him but he doesn't like the way she look at him, like for that moment he saw hurt in her eyes.

Was she that much hurt by his actions...but why does it matter to her.

Opening door jisoo closed it after her dad got inside with some stuff's which needs in cafe.

Taehyung stood from couch as well and walked towards them startling the middle aged man who pass him acknowledging look.

" Good evening sir " he utter in polite manner.

" Good evening...you...you are the one who came with lisa other day " her dad asked on which he nods and glance towards girl who was standing beside her father with surprised look.