Claws And Fangs__K.TH_J.JK

Chapter 20

Y/n dropped to her knees beside Taehyung's limp body, her hands trembling as she pulled him into her lap. Blood coated her fingers, warm and sticky, soaking through her clothes. His eyes were barely open, unfocused, his breaths shallow and uneven.

"No... No, no, please-" she choked out, her voice broken, panicked. "You're okay. You're okay, right? Taehyung, look at me! OPEN your eyes!"

When he didn't respond, she screamed-raw and guttural, the sound ripping through the air like thunder. She shoved Jungkook and Jimin aside, pushing everyone away with desperation.

"Don't just stand there! DO something! Someone DO SOMETHING!" Her sobs came in waves as she cupped Taehyung's bloodstained cheeks, tears blurring her vision.

"You promised me forever, Tae... you said you'd never leave me." Her voice cracked into silence for a beat. "You said you'd protect me. I can't... I can't do this without you. Please. Please, wake up..."

Taehyung's lashes fluttered weakly, and his lips moved, barely audible.
"You're... my always..." he breathed, a soft smile ghosting his face despite the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Y/n let out a shattered sob, pressing her forehead to his. "No... don't say goodbye. Please... please stay. I'll trade anything-my powers, my blood-just stay..."

Behind her, no one spoke. Not even Jungkook.

Catherine turned away, burying her face in Mrs. Kim's shoulder, both unable to bear the scene. Jimin held Raha's hand tightly, his jaw clenched, his own tears trailing silently. Even Mark, always sarcastic and cold, looked away with glassy eyes.

Hope was slipping.
But Y/n refused to let go.
She held him tighter, her light flickering-burning through the cold.

"Don't go where I can't follow. Don't you dare." she whispered. "Fight, Taehyung. For me. For us." Y/n cradled him close.

"I'm sorry," Y/n whispered, her voice shaking as she brought her wrist to Taehyung's lips. Without another thought, she dug his fangs into her own skin, letting her blood flow freely into his mouth-the blood he once swore to protect, not consume.

"NO! Y/n, STOP!" Jungkook's voice roared through the chaos as he lunged forward. "You'll drain yourself! You can't-"

But she didn't listen.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held his mouth to her bleeding wrist. "If it saves him... I don't care. Take it all, Tae... just come back to me."

Jungkook fell to his knees beside them, his hands trembling. "You'll kill yourself..."

Her eyes, wild and broken, met Jungkook's. "Then let me die if he lives."

Taehyung's body jerked slightly.
His eyes fluttered open-still dim, but no longer empty.

Y/n let out a sob of relief, swaying forward, her strength rapidly fading.

Jungkook caught her before she collapsed, wrapping his arms around her as Taehyung weakly reached out and touched her face.

"Why... would you do that...?" Taehyung rasped.

"Because I love you more than my own life." Y/n whispered and passed out.
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Y/n's body lay still in the large bed in her bedroom. Her skin was pale, lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling in slow, shallow breaths. The deep wound on her wrist had closed, but the toll of what she'd done lingered.
She hadn't stirred in days.

Raha sat by her side day and night, gently brushing strands of hair from her daughter's face, whispering lullabies from her childhood, her eyes often glistening with unshed tears.