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Depressed!Taehyung X Reader

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Depressed!Taehyung X Reader

Taehyung's POV:
How many months has it been since I have genuinely smiled? I can't remember. These last few weeks have been absolute torture. We are busy with our comeback, which is why I can't even go home to see (Name). I miss her so much. I miss holding her, kissing her, looking at her adorable facial expressions when she tells me stories about her day. Now that I am not around her, I realize how much she means to me and how much happiness she gives me. Without her here I have slowly forgotten how to laugh, how to smile, without forcing it out of myself. I am an idol, so I have to smile, to be happy. I can not let my fans down, but I am slowly slipping away. I want to scream, to cry, but I just can't, I have to keep on smiling, even if inside I am slowly fading away. Even though I talk to her almost every day, I want to hold her in my arms. I hope this will be over soon.

Your POV:
I haven't seen Tae-oppa in over two months. We keep talking whenever we can, but I have this feeling as if he is trying so hard to smile for me. I am very worried about him. I can't tell what is behind his mask. I want to help him. They are coming back in a few days. I can't wait!
*Ring* *Ring*
Caller ID: Namjoon-oppa
I wonder what he wants.
"Hello? Namjoon-oppa? Is something the matter?"
"Yes, it's Tae. He is in the hospital."
"What?! What happened?! Should I come over?"
"No, he is alright. He overworked and fainted. The doctor also said that he has been depressed lately, so all of the pressure and work just wore him down. He will be fine. Our manager said that he will be sent over to you today in the evening and he should be already at your house in the morning. He wouldn't tell any of us about his problems, but maybe you can talk to him and make him feel a bit better."
"Okay, thank you, Namjoon."
"Are you crying, (Name)?"
"What?"
Your voice cracks and you can feel tears slipping down your cheeks. You try to calm yourself down, but the tears won't stop.
"Don't cry, (Name). Please, right now you are Tae's only chance at becoming his cheerful self again. You need to stay strong, okay?"
"I will try, Namjoon. Good bye."
"Bye, (Name)."
You end the call and cry your heart out. How could you not have suspected something so serious? You should have noticed, you should have helped him. Then, Namjoon's words echo through your head and you slap your cheeks in an attempt to calm down. You need to be strong for your dear boyfriend. You need to help him.

It was early morning the next day when they carry Tae's sleeping body into your shared bedroom. You solemnly thank the doctor and nurse and lead them out the door. When you enter the bedroom once again and lie down next to your boyfriend's sleeping body, you start to silently cry once again. He is so pale and lifeless. Your heart is breaking into a million pieces.

Taehyung's POV:

I have been awake for a few minutes already and I can't stand to hear (Name)'s cries. I want to hold her and tell her that I am alright, but I can't find the strength to do anything. I am the reason she is crying, it is all my fault. But I need to comfort her. Please, (Name), stop crying.

Your POV:

You feel arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer. You look up and see Taehyung looking down at you with guilt in his eyes. You are momentarily filled with relief that he is alright and latch on to his neck, kissing every inch of his face you can reach. The tears on your cheeks haven't dried and some fall onto his cheeks.
You calm down and look at his face. He barely smiles and moves a few strands of hair away from your face. He presses a light kiss to each of your cheeks and brings your face closer, so that your forehead is right next to his cheek. He just closes his eyes and lies in that position with you. You can feel him clinging tightly to you.

I need to help him, but I don't know how.

You feel helpless, so you try to at least comfort him the best you can. You move his head to the crook of your neck and gently stroke his hair, leaving kisses near his hairline and forehead. You can feel him leave a light kiss on your neck and the arms around your waist tighten even more. You don't know for how long you are in that position, but before you know it, the sun is already high in the sky and the clock reads 1 p.m. You loosen his arms from around your waist, to which you hear a soft whine, and quickly get up to close the curtains. The room is dark once again, with only a little nightlight on, that you forgot to turn off. You return to his side and feel his arm possessively wrap around your waist. He lifts his head to look into your eyes.

"I missed you, so, so much. I couldn't smile without you. I thought that I would never get out of that depressed state, but a few hours with you in my arms has made me feel so much better. Thank you."
Your eyes soften and you can feel your eyes watering once again. You lift your hand and gently stroke his cheek. You open your mouth to say something, but he isn't finished.
"I feel terrible for causing you so much trouble, that you shed tears over me, but I promise to make it up to you. Do you forgive me?"
He take your hand that is stroking his cheek and lightly kisses your palm. He then places it over his heart and looks expectantly at you. You give him a loving smile and nod you head. You can't say anything yet, you are afraid to start crying again. He gives you another small smile and kisses your lips.
He hugs you close and whispers in your ear.
"Did you miss me?"
You scoff and look up at him. You can see a hint of playfulness dancing around in his eyes.
"Of course I did, pabo."
You lightly hit him on the chest and you can feel him giggle into your hair.
You smile and lay your head on his chest.
"I love you, Tae-oppa."
And with that you close your eyes and fall asleep, listening to his heartbeat.
With your eyes closed, you don't see the dazzling grin that spreads over his face.
"I love you too, (Name). Thank you...."