SILENT FLAMES OF HEALING || TAEHYUNG FF ||

Part 19

Over the next few days, Taehyung fully dedicated himself to caring for Y/n. He made sure she took her medications, attended all her doctor’s appointments, and got enough rest. Taehyung rarely left her side, always attentive to her needs and doing everything possible to ensure her comfort.

The only line that keeps running on his mind was that “what if it could go wrong, will i be able to protect them....”. Taehyung tried his best to hide his anxiety, but Y/n could see it in his eyes, in the way he held her a little tighter at night, as if afraid to let go.

Late one evening, as Y/n drifted into sleep, Taehyung sat on the edge of the bed, watching her breathing softly. She stirred slightly, sensing his presence, and whispered, “You’re not sleeping again, are you?”

Taehyung gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. “I will... I just—wanted to make sure you’re okay,” he murmured.

Y/n smiled sleepily, but her eyes were full of concern. “Tae, you’ve been so worried lately... you don’t have to carry this all by yourself.”

He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering. “I’m just... I need to make sure you and the baby are safe. I can’t help it.”

Y/n sighed softly, her hand finding his. “We’ll be okay, you know? I can feel it. I need you to believe that too.”

Taehyung nodded, though the anxiety in his chest didn’t ease. “I’m trying,” he whispered, before pulling the blankets up around her. “Now sleep. I’ll be right here.”

Once Y/n was asleep again, Taehyung quietly slipped out of bed and wandered into the kitchen. As he set the kettle on for tea, his mind wandered back to the letter Jimin had left for Y/n—the one he still hadn’t mentioned to her.

“Should I tell her? What would she think?” he wondered as he opened the drawer where he had hidden it. He stared at the folded paper for a moment before finally unfolding it. His eyes skimmed over Jimin’s words again:

"Daisy, if you truly consider me your friend, please, please don’t contact me. I love you too much to be in your life this way."

His jaw clenched, crumpling the edges of the paper. “Jimin... how could you?” he muttered to himself, a mix of anger and sadness swelling inside him.

The realization that Jimin had been planning to ask Y/n to marry him before everything fell apart hit him again. “You loved her... all this time,” Taehyung whispered, shaking his head. “But she was with me... she chose me.”

He folded the letter with trembling hands, placing it back in the dusty old box that he had stored in the corner cupboard. "I can't... I won’t tell her. Not now, not when she’s already dealing with so much. How would she even react?" His voice broke slightly. "I don’t want to give her more stress.”

His thoughts warred inside his head, but one thing was clear—right now, his focus had to stay on Y/n and their baby. He whispered to himself, almost pleading with the universe, “Please... let me handle this. Let me protect them.”

When he returned to the bedroom, he found Y/n curled up, her hand resting on her belly. Taehyung slipped into bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her gently, not wanting to wake her.

“She deserves all the happiness in the world,” he whispered, his voice barely audible as he rested his forehead against hers and whispered “Please God....let  all the troubles meant for Y/n fall upon me, and may every bit of happiness meant for me be hers instead.... I want her to be happy even if it costs me everything”

Y/n stirred slightly in her sleep, Taehyung pressed a soft kiss to her temple and sighed deeply, his heart aching with a mix of love and fear.

"I love you, Y/n," he whispered, tightening his arms around her, "and I swear... I'll protect you both no matter what it takes."and finally, Taehyung’s exhausted mind allowed him to drift into sleep.

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