Oath

Chapter 21

Glistering beams of light were slipping through your thick lashes, hurting your eyes. You blinked several times trying to get rid of the burning feeling and get a clearer view of your surroundings. The last thing you remembered was the way your breath would cover the glass you rested your forehead on in a thin layer of steam that would vanish within seconds. Your head was still spinning, voices hidden somewhere in the dark haunting you with their echo. The familiar white walls and soft touch of the sheets were the first thing you noticed. It was your room. You sighed in relief. Your eyes landed lazily on the side of the bed. Taehyung was once again holding your hand while deep in sleep. You could not help but smile. You tried to move your right hand to brush his hair with your fingers but the sharp pain that roamed through your back and whole arm made you freeze. The groan that escaped your lips made Taehyung's eyes snap open like an alarm.

"Y/N!" His grip grew tighter. "Are you ok? Where does it hurt?" He jumped on his feet and examined your body as you stared at him in confusion.

"I'm fine." Your voice was almost a whisper.

"You scared the shit out of me back there. I seriously thought I was losing you."

"I'm not going anywhere." You chuckled. "Taehyung-ah...can you promise me something?"

"You know I hate that shit."

"Just...listen. Can you promise me that you'll come for me next time?"

"Next time? There won't be a next time. What are you talking about? You must be delusional. I'll call Hoseok to give you something." He was about to leave when you grabbed his hand.

"Promise me..."

The fact that he was nowhere to be found when you were so close to dying was still bothering you. How could his place be taken by the enemy? How could Jungkook's warmth be the one to bring you back and not his?

"Fine!" His voice was harsh. He hated making promises because he knew just how hard it was to keep them in this world of his.

"One more thing."

"What now?"

"Promise me you won't die. Just don't get yourself killed, Taehyung-ah...whatever happens..."

He looked down at you, eyes reading sorrow, anger, and surprise. Yours were glistering with tears. You did not even notice it until Taehyung pressed his lips against yours, making you close your eyes as the tears fell from the corners. His kiss was soft and tender. When you parted he hovered over you, gaze piercing through your soul.

"I promise."

The corners of your lips curved up. Your heart had been restless since you faced Namjoon. You needed to hear Taehyung actually say it to give you some sort of assurance. Your fingers found their way to his face, brushing against the bruises on his forehead. He cupped your hand in his.

"Does it hurt?"

"You're not in the position to ask me that." He chuckled. "You're always acting tough."

"You taught me that."

"Did I?"

"I am your diamond, remember?" You laughed softly.

"Oh, yeah, that..."

"I did well, right?"

"It could have been better."

You were flabbergasted so you hit him lightly. Not a great idea because it was you who ended up in more pain.

"See? How much better would it have been if you returned home untouched."