I Need You (Kim Taehyung)

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THERE'S LITERALLY NO HAWAIIAN ACTRESSES AS FAR AS I KNOW. THEN I REMEMBERED MOANA AND LOOKED UP THE GIRL. TURNS OUT SHE'S HAWAIIAN. AND SHE WAS ON THE OSCARS. I DON'T WATCH THE OSCARS SO I DIDN'T KNOW THIS. BUT WHAT YA'LL THINK? POSSIBLE CANDIDATE TO PLAY TAELYN? I DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE A CHARACTER BUT AT THE SAME TIME I DO BUT EH IDK

The troubled father couldn't help his curiosity run wild as he walked into his daughter's room on an early afternoon, to find her cuddled up to her shirtless boyfriend. "For god's sake, Namjoon, let them sleep!" Jin scolds his husband, trying to pull him out of the room. He resists and points toward the two peacefully sleeping bodies. "Why is he here? Where's his shirt? Is she wearing it?"

"She's probably wearing it. Let's go, you'll wake them—"

"Why is she wearing it?!" Namjoon begins to go insane and tries to reach out to wrap his hands around Taehyung's neck. Every single bone in his body screams, "Danger!" upon seeing Taehyung stir in his sleep and pull TaeLyn closer. Jin becomes frustrated and forcefully pushes his husband out of the room, silently closing the door. "They did things. I told you we shouldn't have left them alone. They probably—" Jin's disbelief couldn't help but seep into his voice towards Namjoon. "We've known Taehyung since he was a little boy. You know he would never do anything that she doesn't want to do."

"But what if they—"

"So what if they did? We said we trusted our kids to do the right thing. If they did, I trust that they were safe and all is well." Namjoon's mind was going crazy. He couldn't think about his little girl doing such things with another boy. A horrifying thought crossed his mind and he didn't hesitate on showing it. "What if he made her give him a—" he gasped. "What if he went down and—"Anger pumped through his veins as took another step towards the door. Jin had enough. He knew his husband had a habit of overthinking the situation at hand, but this time he was crossing the line. Jin lifted his hand from beside his body and smacked Namjoon upside the head.

Jungkook yawned as he stepped out of the restroom, his eyes landing on two of his best friends as they lay on his bed, one shirtless and spooning Yoongi. He smirked, finding it funny. He walked to the door, hearing his bickering parents, and catching his motherly father smacking his second father. He snorted, catching their attention. He leans against the door frame, fixing his sleeveless shirt. "Dad, what did you do?" Jungkook smirks at his fathers. Jin smiles sheepishly and turns to glare at her husband. Namjoon ignores his husband and walks to his son. "Why is your friend in bed with your sister?" Jungkook furrows his eyebrows and looks over his shoulder to Jimin and Yoongi, noticing Taehyung isn't there. He turns to his father and shrugs. "Maybe because our bed is kind of crowded. Jimin and Yoongi stayed over and not all of us could fit in the bed." Namjoon nodded, his nerves loosening slightly. "Where is his shirt?" Jungkook goes into his room and picks up the black shirt on his gaming chair. "It got hot last night. Even Jimin took his shirt off." Everything was forgotten when Jin stepped between his son and husband, questioning the temperature of last night.

"Should we get up?" I ask her as she rest her head on my chest, eyes closed. We've been lying in her bed for about an hour and it's almost three. I could hear a baby cooing and the smell of food traveled through the house. "I thought your parents wouldn't be back till tomorrow." She sighs, opening her eyes and looking at me. An unfamiliar warmth travels to me body and my stomach knots. She smiles softly and pulls me closer, tightening her arms around me. "They probably came home early." My eyes widen and I panic. "What if they came in and saw us together? They're going to think we did things!" Her soft smile turns into a goofy one, her teeth showing. "And did we do anything?" My body chills, thinking back to last night. She giggles and stands, walking to the door, and turning the lock. I avoid her body looking up at the ceiling as she looks for clothes. She bends down slightly, holding the fabric of the shirt down.I catch sight of her black cotton panties and blush, standing up as she slips on shorts. "I'll see you in the kitchen." She hums, looking through her drawers and picking out a black bra. I blush again and quickly shut the door running to Jungkook's room before I get any ideas.

"Taehyung-ah! Why were you in my TaeLyn's room?" Yoongi smirks. Jungkook walks out of the bathroom and narrows his eyes at me. I smile sheepishly at him and he throws the black shirt, that belongs to me, at my face. "Where the fuck—"

"—are my tights, Jungkook?!" TaeLyn barges into the room in the shorts I saw her change into earlier, a baseball uniform styles shirt and knee high socks. She had an annoyed expression, directed towards Jungkook. "They're in my hamper—" she gasps and walks past him to the hamper, throwing clothes outand searching for the tights. "You're making a mess—"

"I told you to stop using them! You sweat and the smell is hard to take off!" She finally finds them and visibly winces, gagging. Jungkook smirks. "You're so disgusting!" She throws them at Jungkook's face, smacking the side of his head and that smirk off his face. "What the hell! Don't do that—"

"Stop using my tights—"

"Then stop using my shirts!"

"What's going on?" Jin says, coming into the room with little Kang Joon in his arms. My smile widens when he sees me and holds out his hands, squirming in his father's arms. I coo at him as Jin tries to calm his two adolescents I know as my best friend and girlfriend.

"I have a game today and you haven't even washed—" I turn to look at TaeLyn momentarily when her sentence cuts off as she exclaims. Her eyes become wide, skin pales yet turns a bit red. She begins to cough and gasp for air, wheezing sounds coming out of her mouth. She starts to stagger in place and I rush to her side, as her eyes close and she begins to shake uncontrollably.

"Jungkook, get the oxygen tank!" Jimin reaches out to take the child from Jin and walks out of the room with Yoongi. "Namjoon!"

I panic as her eyes begin to roll backwards and her wheezing becomes louder.

"TAELYN,"

I whimper as her body goes limp in my arms.

DO NOT FEAR. 

SHE IS NOT DEAD. 

SHE'LL JUST BE ASLEEP FOR A VERY LONG TIME.

I COULDN'T DECIDE WHETHER I JUST WRITE SMUT OR NAH. 

SO I CHOSE NAH. 

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

DID THEY DO SOMETHING...

NAWWWWTEEEEEEEE?

I WILL WRITE SMUT SOON.

BUT