Give Love - BTS Taehyung ff

11. accident

The next day of school was the same. Except I decided to stay at the library until 5 p.m. While I was studying and trying to look for a book in a ally, Taehyung grabbed my wrist, and pulled me over to him.

"Taehyung," I said sternly, "are you going crazy?"

He didn't answer and pulled me closer to his chest. I tried to wriggle out, but he was too strong.

All this rumor were all too much already, what was he gonna do now?

"YAH! LET GO!" I warned him, quietly, since we were in a library.

He held my hands as I tried to fight back.

"Are there cameras?" He asked me.

"OF COURSE SO LET GO!" I whispered and pulled back.

"That's good to know," then he grabbed my cheeks and smack his soft lips onto mine.

I wanted to fight back, but his warmth was making me feel so safe and secure. I figured this was what I needed this whole time. His embrace as he held my cheek and love was everything I could ask for.

If I could wish for anything right now, it would probably be for us to go somewhere far far away, where no one could bother us.

He passioned the kiss and sneak in his warm tongue. Our tongues touch, which made me flinch, but it was so addicting.

I heard some people talking and open my eyes. I was awake now. I pull away from the kiss, while panting.

I was silent as I stare up at him. He grab my hands and pull me into his arms. He hug me, tightly, so I wasn't able to fight back.

"I'm sorry. I should of known," he whispered into my ear. I felt my eyes getting all teary. I couldn't believe how I had decided to shut him off like that when all I needed was him to be there and comfort me.

I place my arms around his back and sob on his shoulder. Tears troll onto his uniform.

"Ani, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you," I cried and gripped onto his uniform, tightly.

"It's okay, at least we're back now," he kissed my check and wipe my tears with his soft thumbs. I nod my head and place a gentle peck on his lips. I missed him sooo much.

We sat on top of the rooftop and watch the dark night sky. It was perfectly quiet and peaceful. I didn't want to go home and so didn't he. He slept on my lap, while I roam my hand up and down his soft silky hair.

"Tae?"

"Huh?" He responded back, with his eyes closed and arms crossed on his chest.

"Saranghae."

His eyes shot open and grab my hand that was roaming around his hair. He place it on his cheek and kissed it.

"Nado, saranghae," he smiled up at me.

After awhile of watching the night sky, I feel asleep, and found myself in a beautiful bedroom. I walk over to a door and flung it open.

"Taehyung?" I called him.

"Nae?"

I was at his home. I walk down the long luxurious stairs to the kitchen, where I found Taehyung. He was setting up the kitchen table with varieties of foods.

"Tae I think I have to go home," I told him.

"Just stay for dinner," he insisted. It was already 8 p.m. and my parents will probably get worried if they found out.

"But Tae my parents-"

"I've already called. They said it was okay."

And so I stayed for dinner. It was about 9 p.m. when we finally decided to get out of our seats.

"I'll help them was the dishes," I grab two plates into my hands and was gonna go with the ajummas when Taehyung stopped me.

"It's okay, let them do it," he tried to grab the dishes from me.

"I'll just help," I pulled away and was gonna bring it to the back when I felt something sharp cut me on my finger.

"Ouch!" I yelp and accidentally drop the dish onto the ground. Taehyung ran over to me as I scan the cut. It wasn't too big, but it wasn't like any paper cut either.

"Yahh! Be more careful!" He said, worriedly, "aish... please clean this up," he told one of the ajummas and I apologize for making such mess.

He hold onto my finger, with his other under my hand, so the blood doesn't drip anywhere.

We went up to his room, since he said he had a first aid kit upstairs.

He study the cut on my finger, as I look up at him, and watch his worried actions.

"Sheesh. Does it hurt?" He ask and pull my finger towards his bathroom sink to wash off the blood.

"I'm fine," I kept staring up at him

He turn to throw the bandage wrapper away. I couldn't stop looking at him

"Yah! It's going to drip!" He grab my finger, quickly, and place it inside his mouth, before it could drip on the floor.

What is he doing?

He suck on my index finger, until it seems like it had stoped. I froze there.

He carefully wrap the band-aid around my finger.

"Are you okay now?" He ask, worriedly.

"Yeah..." I came back to my senses and nod my head. He place his hand for me to take it and jump off.

"Thank you," I smiled up at him, while he look down at me in grief.

"Yah you better be more careful next time," he warn me.

"Yeah," I replied.