savior complex - kth

027

"Who is that?!" Yoongi said to Taehyung.

"Who is this?!" Taehyung's sister said towards me.

I have never in my life wanted to disappear more than this moment right here. But as Taehyung began to push past everyone and go by Yoongi out the door, his hand was wrapped so tightly around mine. I felt like my hand may break at any moment but I just squeezed his back because I knew he needed it.

We walked out of the police station and down the sidewalk, I could hear Bea yelling behind us at Taehyung to come back. Yoongi was calling my name and when I turned around to look at him, my eyes met his sisters and I instantly turned back.

Taehyung turned the corner and pulled me along with him and I felt like we were in a circus right now, a show on the side of the road in Manhattan. The good thing about us being in NYC is that no one did a double take at what was going on.

After we turned the corner, Taehyung stepped off the road and called down a taxi while still walking a little. One pulled up in no time and he was quick to open the door and let me in and then slid in after me.

"Why are we running away?" I asked him genuinely and sort of out of breath from going so fast.

His hand was still in mine but he finally loosened up on it and I held it up to look at all of the marks on it. He tugged it down and both of our hands into his lap. "I can't deal with my sister right now. I don't know why they called her."

I didn't say anything for awhile after Taehyung gave the driver his address, it staying silent except for the soft pop music playing.

"I need answers, Taehyung." I said quietly.

He looked out the window at the dark night and his one eye that was open reflected all the lights of the city.

"I did something for you, please do this for me." I said to him even more quiet. This time he looked down at our hands and turned them over so mine was on fop of his beat up hand was no longer showing.

"Okay", was all he said until we made it to his place and I paid the taxi driver, he pulled me by my hand inside the house.

The boys were spread out all over the house when we entered and I saw Jimin who walked our way. Before he even got to say anything Taehyung just pushed past him and walked up the stairs with me coming to. When we got to his room he slammed the door behind him, finally letting go of my hand for the first time so he could tug at his hair.

He finally took in a sharp breath between his teeth, revealing the pain he was in. He opened the drawer beside his bed and sat down, taking out a box of first aid stuff.

I walled to him and grabbed the box from him, opening it while he watched me. His legs were spread and so I stepped in between them, his hands found the side of my thighs and he held onto me. "Please don't answer me with broad answers. I need the real answers."

"Okay." He said quietly.

I watched him shut his other eye and I pulled out a cleansing pad, scared for him because I knew how bad this was going to hurt him. "Who is the girl from the party? Why did you hook up with her?"

"That's your question?" He seemed amused that I was asking that instead of about the fight but this had been eating me up all week.

"You said you'd answer."

When I pressed the wet pad to his cheek to try to clean the cuts under his eye he groaned, squeezing my thighs. "I didn't fuck her. We made out but it barely lasted, she wasn't good."

"Okay so thats why you didn't go all the way, she wasn't good-"

"-she wasn't you." He interrupted and my hand froze for a second. He whimpered when I pressed it again. "She looked so much like you, but it didn't matter because she wasn't you."

"Why did you go out with her?" I wish I had an ice pack but I wasn't about to walk down stairs and deal with all of the people here. So I grabbed the smallest band aids in the box and lined them over the cuts.

As I tilted his head to the side to see cuts better to make sure I didn't mess anything up I couldn't help but think about how this beautiful skin of his was broken. "You went out with Jimin. Why did you do that?"

"You told me to hang out with my ex. What's different about me hanging out with Jimin?" I was asking genuinely. "This isn't about me though."

"Because Jimin likes you. I assumed since he was your ex he didn't anymore." He said as I grabbed his hand off of my leg and put a new disinfectant wipe over the broken skin. "I was clearly wrong though."

I looked at him confused, but skipped over what that was suppose to mean. "So why do you feel like you have to protect your sister so much? Get in fights over her?"

He went from watching what I was doing to looking up at me. "What are you doing n the morning?"

"What? Answer my question." I said to him, grabbing a bandage out of the bag to wrap up his hand.

"It's be easier if I showed you."

"What does that mean?" I put his hand back in his lap and grabbed some Neosporkn to rub over the cuts near his lip. Before I did I brushed my finger over the swollen bit of his lip.

"Just trust me." He said, kissing the pad of my finger. "Please."

I knew that I shouldn't but I just nodded my head. His hand that was still on my skin pulled me closer to him and I wrapped my hands around his neck, pouting slightly. "Does your face hurt?"

He nodded his head and put his hand that was wrapped up on my waist, tugging my towards him even more so we were face to face. "It's better now...except my lip hurts a little."

I attempted to pull away to put the Neosporin on but he shook his head and pulled me to him so my face was close to his and he leaned to me, my eyes falling shut to kiss him.

I knew this probably hurt him, I could taste blood in the kiss and when I pulled away his hand went to my face and his thumb brushed over my lips to get it off.

Since we were parted I reached to the bottom of his bloodied shirt and began to tug it over his head but I gasped when I saw the bruises over his body and a big one over his shoulder. I gulped and he noticed. "Josie it's okay."

I didn't respond because it wasn't okay, instead I leaned down and softly kissed one of the bruises, then another, then another. He grabbed my face and lifted it up to his so our mouths would be aligned and he kissed me again, this time more soft than any other time before.

I climbed onto the bed to straddle his lap and he leaned back. I remembered what he said to me about how even with a girl who looked like me, it still wasn't me. It sent shivers up and down my spine while he held my body close to his. He only slightly pulled away to ask, "will you stay here tonight?"

"Taehyung, I can't." I argued, but as I looked over his perfect face it hurt me to say no but I really couldn't.

He pressed a kiss on my cheek, then my nose, then over my now closed eyelid. His hand pushing my hair off my face. "Please."

"I can't leave Jungkook by himself. What if something happens?" I asked but it was more of me telling him. "I will come with you tomorrow though. Any time you want to go."

"First thing in the morning." He said and I climbed off of him.

"Okay. First thing in the morning." I repeated back and turned to leave but he grabbed my hand and spun me around, tugging me to him so we could kiss one last time.

When he pulled away from the kiss he kissed my forehead and mumbled against my skin. "Thank you."