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Bonus: Milan 5

AILA

"Taehyung."

He wraps me up in his arms. The heels slip from my fingers, clattering on the pavement. And my arms shakily wrap back around his shoulders, wondering how in the world he had shown up halfway around Earth when I'd needed him most.

His voice is nearly shaky as mine, so heavy with his gorgeous accent. It's how he would sound like.

He really is here.

"Why—Why are you out here? By yourself? Where is Jungkook?" He whispers frantically, his fingers tightening against my waist.

Then he steps back, his eyes landing on my flushed face. His large hands instantly touch my cheeks, wiping away the tears on my lashes.

"Why are you crying? Please, Aila, I can't—"

"...will you help me?"

It's the oddest thing to say. But it's the only thing I can say, when my eyes find the clock tower.

It's six forty-five. There were fifteen minutes left.

He stares at me. But then he nods, even though I can see that he's killing himself over to know why I was here like this in the first place.

"Bien sûr, my love. What do you need?"

He feels so warm. So comforting.

"I need to get back to the mansion, by seven." I murmur softly, touching his shoulder. "I have a shoot I'm doing with a partner."

"By seven?"

"Uh-huh."

"If we run, we will make it." He says. Then he notices the heels on the ground, and his expression shifts so quickly to distaste that it makes me laugh, despite everything that's happening.

"Who in the hell gave you those?"

"Signore D'Ara." I giggle. "I don't think he expected me to be running in them."

"Wait here, Aila."

Then he disappears into the store right next to where we're standing. My eyes flash up to the sign, and it reads some Italian I cannot decipher.

What was he...

In less than a minute, Taehyung comes back out with a pair of running shoes clutched in his hand. My eyes widen as he gets on his knee, slipping the shoes onto my feet.

It fits perfectly.

"You...You know my size?"

He gives me a look. "Of course I do."

"Now get ready to run, mon amour. We really don't have too much time left."

A smile bursts on my lips. And I nod happily, feeling none of the despair and sadness I'd felt before.

He made me like this.