WINGS || Taehyung

#26 - Help Emergence

A certain somebody was nudging your shoulders. And within seconds it became annoying as the person began patting your cheek, your name repeating like a broken record. Clicking your tongue, you turned around too suddenly and the next thing you felt was not the bed as you fell onto the floor with a thud.

'Oh my god, Y/N, are you okay?' You heard that somebody say. Thankfully, you were wrapped in the comforter, so it cushioned your fall effectively. Groaning, you got onto your knees, your hair covering half your face.

'Y/N...' Jin knelt in front of you, chuckling as he swept your hair away from your face before his face rested into a worried expression.

'Jungkook has been calling since morning, he's really worried.' He said. It took you a while before your head swallowed the words, and your eyes widened. Cursing, you got up and sprinted out of the room and into yours, and began searching for your phone. Finding it beside the pillow, you switched it on and saw around twenty-five missed calls from Jimin and Jungkook together.

You called Jungkook, the call being picked up within the first ring, 'Y/N!' Jungkook always called you by your name whenever he was scared or nervous.

'I'm so sorry, Jungkook. I didn't call you yesterday-'

'Where are you?' He immediately asked, cutting you off. You stuttered, 'Er - At a friend's. It's a long story. I'll send you the address, you can come over.' You told him and cut the phone to send the location to him.

He texted you he would be there in around half an hour and you let out a long breath, which you yourself were unaware of keeping in.

'Everything alright?' Yoongi asked when you walked into the kitchen. He and Namjoon had heard your conversation with your younger brother.

'Yeah. Hey, my brother will-'

'It's okay. He can.' He turned to you and smiled before raising a hand, a saucepan in his grip, 'Pancakes?'

You grinned, 'Yes, please.'

You greeted Namjoon and Jin with a proper good morning before sitting across them. After what Yoongi had told you about them, you paid more attention to their actions, and you couldn't help but feel stupid for not noticing this before. Deciding to play with them, you almost giggled as you asked -

'How was your night?'

You heard a thud following a vibration of the table. Jin's hand had smacked the table in an attempt to let go of Namjoon's hand. He cleared his throat, the tips of his ears turning red. You really couldn't suppress your grin.

'It was...fine.' He said, his lips parting into a grin. It seemed more like teeth-baring.

'Just fine?' Yoongi perked in, sitting down beside you, handing you your plate of pancakes. Namjoon blushed hard, as Jin let out an exasperated sigh.

'Okay, it was more than fine. It was just amazing~' He said, mocking a dreamy tone. Yoongi turned to you and gave you a small wink, making you giggle slightly. You were definitely missing out on a lot.

The morning passed with laughter and small, corny jokes that you were surprised Yoongi was capable of coming up with as Jin laughed his ass off with his 'self-devised' puns and jokes, while the rest of you stayed deadpanned, of course. A doorbell had interrupted another one of his painfully not-funny-jokes, your legs instantly making their way to the front door.

The moment Yoongi had answered the door, Jungkook gave him a bow to greet him before running in to hug you. Or crush you until you couldn't breath, seemed more accurate.

Being tackled by a strong nineteen-year-old wasn't what you'd exactly had in mind.

'Jungkook, let me breathe.' You breathed, making him apologize before letting you go.

'You scared me when you didn't answer you phone. What happened to your house?' His voice got an octave higher, just like it always did when he was stressed or panicking.

'Long story short, your sister was about to get killed,' Yoongi deadpanned from behind him. Your mouthed a death threat to him alongside shooting daggers at the Angel.

'WHAT?' Jimin and Jungkook chorused, making you flinch at their deep voices. You cooed that everything was fine now, sending yet another glare towards the Prince before pushing the two boys, along with Yoongi into the living room, to let him do the explaining.

'I call bull crap on this. You couldn't have possibly believed him?' Jimin squinted his eyes at Yoongi before looking at you.

'I don't have to need any proof after what happened last night, Jiminie. I know it all anyway. Remember the Chanel coat guy?' They nodded. 'He's the same.' You added.
Yoongi nudged you at your side, 'Well...kind of. He has wings, just know that much.' You told the boys.

Jimin and Jungkook exchanged contemplating glances before looking at you. They stared at you for a while, making you feel slightly uneasy, before you asked them, 'What?'

'Nothing.' Jungkook blurted too abruptly. This time you were sure something wasn't right, even Yoongi.

'You might want to tell us if you saw or heard something on the way here.' Yoongi looked at them with a slightly threatening look.

Both of them visibly gulped, 'We saw this really weird guy with...' Jungkook started.

'Go on,' You urged. He shook his head a little, 'I have a hard time believing it, and so does Jimin Hyung, but what we saw was... either real or a hallucination.'

'You both can't possibly have hallucinated at the same time. Tell us, what did you see?'

'Wings,' Jimin blurted, 'We saw this weird looking man with huge wings behind him. He had another man beside him, like, in his hand.' Jimin explained as he stretched a hand forward and clutched his fist to emphasize. 'He was holding the man by his hair like this.'

'In his hand?' You asked doubtfully. They nodded their heads vigorously.

'The thing is, he was blonde. And after what you told us, we can't help but think it was the same guy from the café.' Jungkook said with a worried voice. He was doubting it just as much as you were. There were so many possibilities, and so little time.

You felt like someone had passed a dagger right through your heart as your mind created images of that one possible person who could be having Taehyung in his custody. You didn't want to believe it. You really didn't - but did you have a choice?

'Are you sure this is what you saw?' Yoongi asked in a calm voice. His own hands were fidgeting like they did the previous night. He was just as nervous as you were.

'To be honest, no. It could have also been someone else-' Jimin was abruptly stopped as Yoongi raised one hand to shush him.

Your head snapped to Yoongi's direction as he looked down on the floor with a frown on his face. He looked like he was trying to concentrate really hard on something. For minutes he remained that way, and your heart only thrummed harder against your chest every time he breathed.

You placed a hand on his arm in anticipation, 'Yoongi?' You whispered, and he immediately stood up.

'Shit,' And everything stopped around you as you heard what he said next, 'I think it's Taehyung, Y/N!' Yoongi looked at you with wide eyes. You returned the expression, 'What-'

'I have a feeling these kids are right. It must be Hijin who took Taehyung. Taehyung just talked to me, Y/N. And he doesn't sound good.' Yoongi had begun walking towards the door just as the same time Namjoon and Jin were walking down the stairs.

'Namjoon-'

'I heard. Let's go.' Namjoon told him, as both of them collected their coats.

'But, where are you going?' Jin asked them, as his hand wrapped around your shoulders.

'To find Taehyung. He needs our help.'