Across The Fear

39. Lovers In Milan

The next morning Namjoon and Y/N woke up earlier than the others.
Both freshened up and stepped out of the cabin to find everyone sleeping soundly.

The two started waking everyone up.
Soon after all of them were awake and getting freshened up. Jimin and Hoseok were helping Y/N heat the packed food.

Namjoon and Jungkook were tidying up the seats and cushions. Unaware of the surrounding and Taehyung glaring at Namjoon with burning eyes as if he'd definitely peirce hole into the elder's head.

Jin scoffed at his brother's childishness and picked up three packages of the heated food and walked to the cockpit to give it to the the pilots.

Soon everyone was eating and Jin and Yoongi were avoiding Namjoon's eyes who was a little sad at the thought.
The maknaes and TXT were in the cabin with Y/N eating and discussing, trying to come up with a good proposal plan for Yeonjun and Yoongi.

Except Taehyung. The boy was absolutely quite. He only kept glancing at his sister from time to time.

Later when Jimin dragged everyone after helping Y/N with her medications, Y/N asked Taehyung to stay back and close the door.

He did as told and sat down on the foot of the bed.
"What's bothering you Victor?" Taehyung lowered his gaze hearing his actual name. He shook his head making her chuckle.

"There has to be something or else my baby brother wouldn't be sulking. Is it Raven? Don't worry hmm! A few more hours and you'll be able to call him." Y/N said with opened arms signaling his brother to cuddle her.

Taehyung easily complied. He covered her with a thin duvet and spooned her in his arms.
The two lied quietly and Y/N's eyes closed sleepily under the effect of her meds.

Taehyung hummed in his deep soft voice helping her sleep quickly.
His mind kept replaying Namjoon's words from few weeks earlier when he said
'All I can do is to wait for her to come to me willingly. I've already waited this long, so I wouldn't mind waiting some more.
As long as she loves me, I can't ask for more.'

Namjoon hyungie is right! Taehyung mumbled to himself. He himself wouldn't like anyone else her.
At least he's known Namjoon from his childhood days. If not Namjoon, he would have kidnapped and locked her in an isolated island to keep all the nasty men away from her.
He sighed in content and closed his eyes and soon slipped into his dreamland.

Eight Hours Later

The plane landed in Milan and the boys cheered loudly earning small giggles from the ladies.

Y/N adviced the pilots to roam freely and enjoy the vacation. They all were more than thrilled with the offer.
Two weeks of free paid trip!
To them it's like finding a fountain of freshwater in desert.

Outside the airport, Yoongi's father had sent them their personal guards and cars to receive them.
Infront of one of the cars stood a young man around Taehyung's age
on a motorcycle, in a black tights and tee and a black leather jacket.
Hairs styled backwards and a few strands of hair covering his left forehead, making him look like some gangster.

If you don't look carefully, one would misunderstand him for Yoongi.