Saved by Him : Kim Taehyung (BTS's V) FanFic

Chapter 10

We walked straight to the hospital. The doctors and nurse questioned us about how Jiho got these bruises and how he was bleeding. We asked them to call the police and so they did.

"Jiho? Miyoung?" a low voice said outside the curtain.

The curtain was pushed aside and two policemen walked in. Jiho and I greeted them.

"You guys called us?" they asked.

"Yes. We wanted to report our father." I said.

It was funny how I referred to my dad as 'our' father. I guess Jiho is like my older brother now.

"He beats us. He beats our mothers too." I finish explaining.

"So basically you're saying he's abusive?" the policeman asked, scribbling notes in his notebook.

Jiho nodded and they nodded in reply. They close their notebooks and put their pens in their pocket.

"We will find your father and will file this case. We will station a guard here so if he finds out about you guys reporting him, he won't be able to hurt you guys." the policeman said.

We thanked them and they walked outside.

I looked at Jiho and he looked relieved. Like a thousand bricks were just lifted from his shoulders.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"For?"

"Thank you for reporting him with me." I said.

"I can't go on living like this. I can't live under your dads harm. It's not right. You shouldn't have lived that way. Your mom shouldn't have either." he replied.

"Miyoung!" Taehyung said, pulling the curtain aside.

He hugged me and kissed me.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Your dad. I just saw your dad walking out the hospital. I thought he did something to you both." he said.

"We're fine. A guard should be stationed outside here to protect us just in case he comes searching for us." I replied.

"There isn't a guard outside though." Taehyung said.

My eyes widened and I looked at him in shock. I saw his shadow a few minutes ago... Where did he go? I peeked outside the curtain and saw a familiar figure leaning against the wall, reading a newspaper.

"He's here." I whispered, my hands trembling.

He shouldn't be here right now. How did he find out about us reporting him?

"What do we do?" Jiho asked.

I stop and think.

"Nurse! Help!" I shouted.

Jiho looked at me all confused and I gave him the 'come-on' look. He finally got the idea and started playing along. Taehyung was shouting too. Jiho started to clutch his chest.

"My chest... It-it h-h-hurts." he wheezed.

I looked behind me to see if our dad came near. He did but he got pushed away by the nurses and doctor. As the nurses tried to help Jiho, I whispered in one of their ears that our father was here. They nodded and told the doctor.

"We'll need to operate on you." the doctor said.

They started to wheel Jiho so Taehyung and I followed them. They brought us up to the seventh floor where the rooms are. I definitely felt safer up here but the insecurity would always come back and I was always looking over my shoulder.

"Thank you for helping us." I said to the nurses and doctor. They nodded and smiled.

"The police are on their way up." a nurse said.

I sat down on the chair and breathed out. Where was our dad now? Was he still in the building?

"Hey, Miyoung, it's okay." Tae whispered, holding my hands. I nodded and held his hands even tighter.

He pulled me into a hug and stroked my hair.

"I'm here for you. Don't worry." he whispered.

I nodded and grasped onto his shirt, my tears dropping.

"I don't feel safe at all." I whispered.

"I'm here. You'll be safe in my arms." Taehyung whispered.

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It's been a week now and everything seems to be fine. Our dad was questioned and put under arrest. Jiho's mom met my mom and to our surprise, they became friends. I guess they bonded over the fact that both of them were abused by the man they used to love. Jiho and I have been talking again and we've gotten closer just as siblings would.

Taehyung and I have gotten closer too. He told me more about his family and how he killed his father and how he served a little time and did a lot of community work. I was frightened at first but I saw that Taehyung was trying hard to reach out to me and didn't want to be lonely. The person that I talked to on the phone was his stepfather that was like his original father, that was satisfied by beating him. By the time we graduated from school, it felt like I knew everything about him. His family background, his interests, his old crushes, everything.

Him and his group made a comeback so they have been busy with running around and performing at different places around Seoul. I haven't seen him in weeks.

"Yeoboseyo?" I answered my phone.

"Open the door. It's cold." his voice said.

My eyes widened and I ran to my apartment door. I opened it and saw him standing there with his box smile and holding a big teddy bear.

"Taehyung!" I smiled, hugging him immediately.

"Did you miss me?" he chuckled.

I nodded and gave him a peck on the lips. I pulled him in and turned on the living room lights. He set the teddy bear on the couch beside him and looked at me.

"Were you okay?" he asked.

I nodded and smiled.

"You're being quiet. What's going on?" he asked, hugging me.

"Nothing's wrong. I'm just so happy that you're here with me now. How long do I get you for? When's your next tour?" I asked, pulling him down to sit on the couch.

"You have me for one week. Then I fly to America." he said.

"One week? America? How long is that trip going to be?" I asked.

"One month." he replied.

I nodded. I was the more understanding type and I knew he appreciated it.

"Okay. Let's make the best out of this week then." I smiled.

I looked into his eyes and saw happiness. My own happiness was reflected on his face. I put my head on his shoulder and looked at our pictures on the wall. We were happy and he was the one to help me become happy, to save me from the hell that I was living in. He saved me from the physical torture, he saved me from bad thoughts, and he saved me from doing something stupid. Everything he did was for me.

I was Saved by Him.