Hilde | Kim Taehyung fanfiction ✓

taehyung

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After snapping out of his night-long trance, Taehyung put on some comfortable sportswear, put the printed plane ticked in his pocket and headed to the Allen's house.

He had to get rid of that flight ticket and give it to the Allen girl; he needed one less thing on his mind.

Walking there, he hoped the fresh spring air would clear his mind, but it only seemed to intensify his thoughts.

Arriving at the Allen's, he hesitated before pressing the doorbell. Who in their right mind is up at seven in the morning, anyway?

As he waited, he heard faint movement and voices inside, indicating that someone was, in fact, awake.

The door creaked open to reveal an old woman. "Sorry, we're not interested in whatever you're selling," she said curtly.

"I actually came to talk to your daughter," Taehyung replied calmly.

"Arya, darling, you've got someone at the door," she called out before turning back to Taehyung. "What did you say your name was?"

"Taehyung, ma'am," he responded, hearing approaching footsteps from inside.

"Thank you, Edith, I'll take it from here," Arya said her sharp, yet soft voice slicing through the air.

He couldn't help but think that the name Arya suited her perfectly.

Silence settled between them as they stood at the threshold of the house, looking at each other.

Arya's expression likely reflected her confusion and annoyance, wondering why Taehyung had shown up at their doorstep. Again. In the span of two days.

Meanwhile, Taehyung's gaze probably urged Arya to do something and halt her mother's scrutinizing stare, which felt as if they were being sized up like prey.

Finally, Arya broke the tension by turning to her mother and saying, "Edith, how about go have breakfast? I'll be there in a second."

As Arya turned back around, Edith replied, "No will do, thanks," and remained standing behind Arya, her gaze fixed on them. He couldn't help but smile at their exchange; it reminded him of the simple joy of casual conversation, something he missed dearly.

"What?" Arya inquired, sensing and ignoring the amused expression on Taehyung's face.

"I meant, uh," Edith began, her voice faltering slightly as she glanced around, "I, uh," she continued, her brows furrowing in thought, "I will have breakfast outdoors today. With, uh-" Edith paused, her eyes lighting up with realization. "Solange!" she exclaimed.

Taehyung's smile widened slightly as Arya chuckled, "Beyoncé's sister?" she asked playfully.

"Uh, no," Edith replied, her response tinged with uncertainty. "She's someone I met, at a park."

"Alright then, go get ready to have breakfast with Solange, whom you apparently met at a park," Arya replied, her lips twitching with restrained laughter.

"I sure will," Edith said before adding under her breath, "Hopefully she'll teach me how to lie."

Taehyung could not help but grin looking at Arya as she, a hand pressed to her chest, attempted at muffling a laughter at Edith's remark about how she is unable to lie to save herself. Arya averted her gaze from Edith as the parent addressed him, "Taehyung, have you had breakfast yet?" Edith inquired.

"Not yet, Miss Allen," he replied earning a confused look from Arya.

She mouthed at him how do you know her name? To which he answered, mailbox.

"Good, Arya bought some donuts and already set the table. Come in, come in," Edith exclaimed, seizing Taehyung's arm and guiding him inside. "Shoes," she ordered, waiting for him to take them off before leading him to the kitchen. Turning to Arya, who lingered at the front door observing them, Edith declared, "I'll be back for lunch," before going upstairs, presumably to get ready.

Once Edith was out of sight, and probably out of earshot, Arya approached Taehyung who was making himself at home. He opened the box of donuts, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and started eating a chocolate donut.

"What do you think you're doing?" Arya asked him.

"Having breakfast?" he asked in return, as if it wasn't obvious what he was doing.

"I mean in my house."

"Oh, right," Taehyung said before setting down the glass of orange juice and the donut. He fished a piece of paper out of his pockets, after looking for it in his sweater's first, then his pants', and handed it to Arya, who stood with her arms crossed, refusing to take it. "Apparently, he is in Idyllwild, Ames," he said, omitting Novikov's name. "So, I got us a couple of tickets," he added, sliding the paper across the table toward Arya. "Apparently I won't be bringing him to you, but I'll bring you to him."

"How did you find that out? Where he is, I mean," she asked.

"How about we wait for your mom to leave before we talk about this?" he suggested.

They sat in silence for twenty minutes, Taehyung devouring as many donuts as he could while Arya looked at him sideways. Eventually, Edith came downstairs. "Alright, kids, I'll get going. Don't do anything I would do," she said, chuckling at her own joke.

"Goodbye, Edith, see you at lunch," Arya said with a smile as she escorted her to the door.

Once Arya had locked the door behind them, she returned to the kitchen and settled back into her seat, her eyes fixed on Taehyung.

"Why'd you lock the door?" He asked Arya, "Should I be scared?" He joked.

"Better start talking." She warned him.

"Amato," he finally said.

"What about him?"

"I asked him where Novikov is, and he told me. That's how I found out," Taehyung confessed after finishing his fifth donut and second glass of orange juice. "By the way, that trick you pulled was impressive," he continued, reaching for a sixth donut, but Arya swatted his hand away. "A whole eye? That's hardcore, I can't lie."

"How did you know he had that information?" Arya inquired.

"You do your part, and I'll do mine," Taehyung answered. "And why do you want Novikov out, anyways? All this work better be worth the trouble."

"Why do you want him out?" Arya countered.

"I asked first," he retorted with a cheeky grin.

"He played a part in my family's death," Arya replied casually, wiping the smile off Taehyung's face.