Taehyung Imagines

Imagine #2

You poked at the unappealing eggs on your plate.
"You need to eat, Y/n" Taehyung leaned over the counter, placing a glass of orange juice on the counter in front of you.
"I know" you replied. You popped a small amount of eggs into your mouth to please him.
You glanced at the clock. It was 3:15. Your meeting was at 3:30.
"Shit" you cursed under your breath. "I am so not ready for this"
"Stop worrying, Y/n! Your the most brilliant, talented girl I know and I'm not going to let a little stage fright get in the way of your dreams"
"But what about us you know that if I-"
"Shhh. We can worry about that later. Right now you need to leave!" Tae pecked you in the cheek and handed you a cup of coffe. "Now scadaddle!"
You sighed and grabbed your keys off of the dresser near you door. "I love you" you called out. You shut the door before he could reply. Hopefully you could get through this presentation without it falling completely apart.
- 3 hours later -
You stepped out of the office completely exhausted physically and emotionally, but satisfied nonetheless. The company you were marketing to had agreed to invest in one of your products, and your employer had thanked you personally.
You returned home and flopped down on your sofa. You sat there for a moment and then grabbed the remote for the T.V. You flicked through numerous channels before finally leaving it on the news.
"5 were killed this morning in a deadly shooting outside a small coffee shop in Brighton, New York. The alleged shooter led police on a 13 mile chase before the police caught and restrained him. Rachel Garret is on the scene."
You sat up straighter. Taehyung was supposed to be in Brighton today for a project he was working on.
"Although the identities of the victims have yet to be released, we are standing by for any further information. Rachel Garret, Channel 6 News"
You started to relax, it was probably nothing. You picked up your phone and texted Tae a quick reminder: Don't forget about our dinner reservations ;) You closed your phone and checked your watch. 5:56. You had better start getting ready. You hopped in the shower and quickly washed your hair and shaved your legs. When you got out, you slipped on a tight green dress and a pair of silver heels. You dried your hair and put on some makeup before spritzing some of the perfume Taehyung had bought you onto your neck. You checked the time again. 6:45. You were ahead of schedule. Taehyung still hadn't replied.
I'm on my way to the restaurant now.
You started to get nervous. The impending conversation was not going to be pleasant. But you promised yourself you would keep it together in public. When you got there the restaurant was packed. You pushed forward to the front of the line. "I have a reservation for Y/n" you said leaning over the podium.
"A table for two. Right this way, miss"
You filled the waiter to one of the tables in the back.
"What can I get for you this evening" he asked politely.
"Oh I'd like to wait for my fiancé before ordering"
"Most certainly" he replied rushing away to cart off dirty plates and glasses.
You scratched at the red table cloth. After what felt like an eternity, you checked your messages again. Still no reply. You were beginning to feel anxious. It had been an hour and a half since you arrived. Figuring he wasn't going to come you stood up to leave. You flagged down a cab. Just as you were about to step in your door, your phone rang. You dug around in ur purse. You pulled it out and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this Y/n"
"Yes it is" you replied fidgeting with the tassel on your keychain.
"We have some bad news for you, Miss Sutherland"
You froze.
"It seems that your fiancé Taehyung was one of the victims of the shooting in Brighton"
Your hand shot to your mouth and you scrambled to your feet. "Omg" you whispered.
"He is currently in the intensive care unit in the hospital in Brighton."
You shot out of the house and scrambled to get into your car.
"I'm on my way." You said, determined to get there as soon as humanly possible.
"Do we have permission to save your phone number so we can call you if anything goes wrong?" He asked.
"Absolutely"
"Do we have permission to revive him using a defibrillator should the need arise?"
"Do whatever you have to."
"Thank you Miss Y/n." He hung up the phone and you tossed yours into the passenger seat.
You floored it.
-5 minutes later-
You ran through the automatic doors headed straight for the receptionist's desk.
"I'm looking for Taehyung. Kim Taehyung."
"He's just down the hall, but you'll have to wait. He's not seeing any visitors right-" you turned on dime and ran down the hall before she could finish her sentence.
You ripped back one of the curtains. An old man with his arm in a sling looked back at you.
You tore open curtain after curtain until there were only three left. The first one was empty. You grabbed the second one bracing yourself. If this one wasn't it there was only one left. Slowly, you opened the blue fabric.
Taehyung lay there, unconscious. He had gauze around his side and an I.V. in his arm that was pumping liquid from several bags directly into his bloodstream. There was a slight red tinge behind it that made your stomach drop, and you almost threw up.
You picked up one of his limp hands and kissed it, resting your forehead on the edge of the bed.
Suddenly but slowly, his eyes fluttered open and he turned his head to you.
"Y/n" his voice was rough "you came so quickly."
"Did you expect me to sit at home and eat potato chips while the love of my life is wasting away on hospital food? Someone has to be here to buy you a burger."
He smiled. "I love you so fucking much, Y/n" he tightened his grip on your hand.
"Damn it Tae your going to make me cry. I hate seeing you like this" you whispered.
"I hate seeing me like this too. I mean, it's not exactly attractive. How am I going to be able to find another side chick looking like this?"
You frowned and slapped his arm "Don't joke like that!"
He chuckled "Whatever you say, Y/n"
He grimaced. "Gah!"
"What's wrong? Do you need me to get the doctors?" You asked jumping up.
"No. As long as your here I can make it through whatever they throw at me. If your at my side, I promise. I. Will. Survive."