Goodnight // Taehyung AU //

T.W.E.N.T.Y.E.I.G.H.T

The music was flowing through the venue as you stood behind the closed wooden double doors. The rapid beating of your heart was the only thing causing you any issues on the bright sunny day, and it wasn't that you didn't want to walk down the aisle to Taehyung, but you just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

"Are you ready?" Namjoon spoke quietly as he looked over at you. "It's nearly your turn."

Forcing a fake smile to your lips, you nodded slightly at your friend who had offered to walk you down the aisle. After the cabin-in-the-woods torture, Namjoon had quickly become somebody you found yourself leaning on. Taehyung had been fighting his own demons and every time you had tried to talk to him about it, he had completely closed down. Not that you could blame him it wasn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows, this had been the third time you had booked the wedding venue and had everything in place but it was the first time you had actually managed to make it to the day without having a breakdown.

With a deep breath you steadied yourself as the double doors slowly opened and revealed you to the small friends and family crowd that had been invited to the day. The music changed to a gentle tune that began to calm the anxiety running through your system, and Namjoon began to guide you down the aisle towards where Taehyung stood with a bright smile on his lips, the first genuine smile you had seen since Jungkook had been taken away and charged with what he had done to you- to everyone.

Namjoon pressed a small, gentle kiss to the top of your head before he passed you over to Taehyung.

You may have lived through a nightmare, but there was always a rainbow after the storm. You could just wish that this was your rainbow.

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The reception after the main wedding was thriving with the people dancing across the floor, drops of alcohol spilling over the rims of the crystal glasses the guests held causing the floor to become sticky beneath everyone's feet but that was the least of anybody's concerns when you were all having a great time.

Hobi had taken it upon himself to hijack you away from your husband not long after the reception had started, with the goal of getting you dancing among your guests. It didn't matter how many times you caught Taehyung staring at you intently, you still felt on edge.

"Ladies and Gentleman, our distinguished guests of our newly weds." The DJ had turned the music down. "I have had a special message request come through, this is from a guest who couldn't be here with us all tonight due to other commitments."

Everybody had stopped what they were doing to bring their attention to the DJ, he had been quiet for most of the evening so if he was speaking now the special message must've been important.

"'I may have been away for the last twelve months, but I wasn't going to miss my friends special day. I want to wish the special couple a happy and joyous life, and even though I can't be there tonight - there is a special present that should be arriving at your hotel room this evening from me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I'll be seeing you again soon, your loving friend, JK.'" The DJ read from a piece of paper, and the crowd cheered. But the atmosphere changed immediately as Hobi moved closer to you and you could see Taehyung, Namjoon and Yoongi close in on you both.

From across the room you saw Jimin's wife pale.

"How did he know it was today?" Namjoon furrowed his brows as he approached. "And how did he know what hotel you're staying in before you set off on your honeymoon?"

Namjoon didn't need to voice what everybody was thinking as you stood together, frozen amongst the crowd that continued to move around you.

"I think we should go see what he's left us." You spoke quietly, making the decision. "We won't be able to enjoy the rest of the night if we are worried about what will be there."

So with that your small group managed to exit the party without bumping into too many guests who wanted to have a chat before you left, and Yoongi rejoined you by the elevator after telling the DJ that the bar remains open until midnight and to let everybody know to continue to party without them. The ride up to the hotel room was tense with not a single word uttered between you, Taehyung's grip on your hand only tightened the higher the elevator went until the small ring of the bell broke the silence, and the doors rolled open smoothly.

"We're all here." Hoseok spoke quietly as they stood outside the hotel room door, having remained silent during the walk down the corridor. "Whatever it is, it won't be able to hurt us. We are all here."

You weren't entirely sure if he was saying this to reassure himself, or whether he was trying to reassure the group. Taehyung scanned the keycard against the lock, and the door opened. The lights were off, and only the bright lights of the city through the large window illuminated the room. You reached for the light switch near the door as everybody stepped into the room, and the light came to life illuminating the walls of the room. A small gasp left your lips at the sight before you.

"Y/N..." Namjoon whispered in shock from behind you.

Lining the walls were photographs of mostly you taken from varying angles and distances in different places you had visited in the last twelve months. As if on cue your phone buzzed from where you had left it on the coffee table in the room, and you slowly approached the device. Two notifications lit up the screen.

Breaking News: Killer Jungkook has escaped from the high security facility where he was being held.

Your blood ran cold and you checked the notification below.

From Unknown: I hope you liked my wedding gift, you're so beautiful even when you don't realise you're being photographed. I'll see you soon.

You picked up the phone and took a breath to steady yourself. "He's coming."

Well done! You have kept our FMC alive. This may not have been the ending you hoped for, but if there will be enough engagement and I can think of some ideas - I've left this open for a potential sequel. So I leave you one last choice.

Do you gather your things and run?

Do you stay and deal with whatever comes?