You're safe in my arms

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" princess, you were perfect ." Yoongi happily said as he brought me to his embrace. I closed my eyes, trying to calm down.
" princess, what's wrong?" Yoongi whispered softly.
" nothing, just tired." I lied.
"We're nearly home , you can go straight to bed." He then placed a kiss on my head.

When we reached home , I told yoongi that I wanted to sleep and went to my room Going towards my blade.
" stupid fag, you're nothing but a useless whore, kill your self it may do some good. No one wants you here, you do no one good. Yoongi doesn't like you he only pity's you." Said the voice in my head.
" n..no , Yoongi likes me." Tears were running down my cheeks at this point.
" no one wants you, slide the blade across your wrist, bitch." So did I.

I was about to make the 16th cut when...

Yoongi's POV

I wanted to sleep but before I went to bed I decided to check on taehyung. Not that he needed anything, it's just that I wanted to see his beautiful face when he's sleep. Creepy I know , but I couldn't help it, you know , when you love someone yo... , did I just said I love him?
Wow it's , yeah I love him but I just met him yesterday. Omg, love at first sight.

Anyways I was about to knock on his door when I remembered that he's sleep , so I slowly opened it and my heart stopped.

In front of me, sat taehyung with tear stained face and a bloody wrist , with a blade in his right hand.
I was so fucking shocked. I in fact knew that he had depression, but never in a million years would I ever thought of him , self harming.

My heart broke as I could feel the tears blurring my vision.
After about two minutes of me , standing by the door frame, silence tears flowing out of my eyes, I walked towards him , sat in front of him and looked at his hurt and deathly expression with tears streaming down his cheeks.
" tae.., give me the blade ,baby." I softly requested." Please." I begged.
" n..no." He cling tightly to it, making me let out a sob at the sight of his bleeding hand.
I reached out and tried to open his hand . " pri..princess, please, don't d..do th..this , give m..me the blade. please tae , p..please." I begged as more tears run down both of our cheeks. His grip was tight, so I had to take it out by force , cutting my own hand on the action. I slide the blade far from us on the floor.

Then I hugged him tightly, letting both of us cry for 15 minutes in silence only hearing taehyung's soft sobs.
" come on ,baby . Let's get you cleaned up." I whispered as I stood up with taehyung in my arms.

I sat him on the counter of the bathroom and grabbed a first aid kit.
I slowly started cleaning his cuts , seeing many old and fresh ones, I couldn't help the tears that were leaving my eyes. I just admitted myself that I love him, and he's this broken, it shatters my heart.

After cleaning and bandaging his wrists, I looked at him and what I saw in his eyes were, tiredness, pain and death, but there was a light in his eye that showed love. "Baby, why?" I my voice broke as I caressed his cheeks.
" everyone hate me, I can't do anything good. I'm pathetic, worthless, useless, stupid, a slut, a fag, I'm better off dead." He said , making me let out a sob. " n..no , tae, no."I choked." You..you're everything but th..this, you're perfect, b..beautiful, kind, selfless, fun , loving and care..caring . I love you so much, don't y..you ever think you're anything but this. You're m..my world, I.. l.. l know that we just met b..but you already mean the most to me. You die , th..then so do I. I love you , don't you forget that. " I sobbed and placed a kiss on taehyung's lips.
" I love you too." He said and started crying again.

So I picked him up , bride style and walked us towards his bed .
He was still crying but I needed to know if there was any other scar on his body or not " taehyung, baby. Can I take your clothes off? I want to see , if there is any other scar, please baby." I softly asked him and he nodded between his tears. I took the ham of his black sweatshirt and pulled it over his head, my heart broke at the sight of his tan, perfect stomach with all those scars on it.
I then pulled his pants down and saw his thighs full of cuts.
I bend down and placed a kiss on each scar and told him sweet nothings between each kiss, like ' you're perfect' or ' I love you ' or ' you're beautiful' and etc and tae sobbed through it all.

After I finished doing that I brought him to my embrace and kissed his temple " baby , please don't do this again. When ever , and I mean ever, you felt the argue to cut, just come to me. It doesn't matter what I'm doing, you're more important , okay? " I whispered.
" okay." I heard him mumble.

We were laying down on his bed , cuddling when tae said " yoongi, thank you for everything you've done for me. You were the only person who actually cared about me cutting or you are the only one who told me that you loved me or kissed every single scar on my body, telling me that I'm beautiful, even though I'm far from beautiful, or that you actually cared enough to take care of my wounds. I love you so much and can never thank you enough." He whispered placing a kiss on my chest.

A tear ran down my cheek after progressing what he just said. It pain me that no one ever cared enough for him. This boy deserves the world, he's so beautiful and kind and perfect.
" I love you more tae, and I will love you and take care of you and tell you how beautiful you are , every day til you believe it because you are . we'll go through this together, baby." I promised him.

This part is my favorite by far 🤡