I Need You (Kim Taehyung)

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"You need help?" he asked, gripping my upper arm gently. I shook my head and smiled softly, taking a deep breath as I stood off the wheelchair and into my car. I got into discharged about two weeks after the incident. My chest is still a bit sore from how long I struggled to breath. I was unconscious for three days and began to breath on my own after a day or two from when I woke up. Taehyung only came a couple of times when I woke up. Not that I minded but I wondered where he would go when Jimin, Yoongi and Jungkook came almost every day to bore the hell out of me. If they were here, where does he go? Who is he with? I'd ask Jungkook and he'd tell me something about his parents keeping him home. Eomma had mentioned that Taehyung's parents were in Daegu, visiting his grandmother. Taehyung was practically by himself. But I didn't question. Despite having been with my brother for years, he does have other activities to participate in and friends to see.

We met back at my house and Taehyung was waiting at the doorsteps with flowers. He smiled wide at me as I stepped off the truck and walked to him with a soft smile. He enveloped me in a sweet embrace and gave me a kiss on my head. He smelt of cologne, flowers, and a sweet scent. His hair stood up in random places and was messily done. A gut numbing pain rose in my stomach but I pushed it awa y and returned the wide smile he held. He hugged me tight and kissed the side of my head. That powerful smell came into my nostrils and made my insides quiver. I smiled weakly as he pulled away. His beautiful boxed smile faltered and settled for a soft one. We walked inside the house and the very few people I know stood there and cheered for me with a crappily made poster by Yoongi and Jimin, Jungkook holding his own flowers and a cake in hand. "Yah, pabo," Kookie smiles wide, embracing me carefully yet caring. I giggled as Jimin lifts me up, spinning me around. Moments later after getting caught up with the drama that went on while I was gone, Jin calls us in for lunch. I felt queasy when I smelled it. Not that it didn't look good or smelled good... I wasn't hungry. My appetite hasn't been the best. I'd force the food they fed me at the hospital down into my stomach. And when I'd shower, it would come up. I had to endure it at the hospital so they wouldn't extend my time there. Now I'm at home. I don't have to force myself to eat. I was getting fat anyways.

"You're not gonna eat?" Yoongi asks as I walk down to my room. I smile softly and shake my head. "I'm going to take a nap." I run a hand through my hair then stretch my arms outward. "My bed misses me." I yawn, walking away.

A little lie never hurt anyone.

~0~

I sat at my table eating a banana while waiting for Jungkook. "Jungkook-ah! It's almost late-" I cut off my words and took a deep breath, steadying my panicked heart as it trembled in fear that I might lose my breathing again.

Never have I ever seen Jungkook run so fast. His eyes were wide and alert, filled with worry. "Are you okay? What's wrong? Can you breathe? Should I call Eomma?" He pulls out his phone and begins to dial Jin. I pull it out of his hands and hang up. He gives me an incredulous look but it becomes confused at my annoyed glare. "Have you been dressed all this time?" I exclaim. He smiles sheepishly. Returning the same smile, I smack him beside the head and grab my backpack. "Hurry Up!" he whines and stomps his feet before doing as I say.

We go to school and everyone stares, small murmurs passing through the halls. Rumors that have flooded the minds of my peers, makes its way to my ears. Nothing new. Same thoughts only more cruel and unnecessary. Then there's the curiosity in why I'm dressed like I just woke up. "Told you it was a bad idea to dress like that." I shrug at Kookie's words. Taehyung's laugh travels through the hallway, catching my attention. I look up at him and my face brightens. Yoongi points behind him and Taehyung turns around. He looks lost for a moment before his eyes find mine. His mouth drops into a wide smile, matching his eyes. "TaeLyn!" I let out a loud laugh as his scream echoes and he begins to run, dropping his backpack. I giggle as he crouches down slightly, wraps his arms around my waist and spins me around. He gently puts me down when Jungkook's panic risen voice begs him. I frown at Jungkook and cling onto Tae as the rest of my little group gathers around. I rest my head on his shoulder and smile. I feel his lips press a soft kiss to my head. "How you feeling? Good?" I nod, humming in response. His smile widens. "Great! Cause you look like crap." I gasp and push him away. "I have gym first period, you d—" his eyes quickly widened and covered my mouth. "Don't you dare say those dirty words JK says."

I smirk and stick out my tongue.

"Ah, TaeLyn!" Coach exclaims with a smile. I smile back and accept her side hug and pat on the back. I wince slightly when the soreness stings momentarily. She apologizes and softly runs her hand on the spot where she patted me. "How are you feeling, hun?" she asks after yelling commands to my fellow weightlifters. I shrug. "I could be participating in the conditioning but—" I pat my chest lightly with a closed fist. Coach smiles weakly. "I'm just glad you're okay. I went to visit but you we're still unconscious." I smile, bowing and thanking her. "Why don't you go spar the new student? She's a bit rusty but has the same drive as you." I nod and follow her orders.

I go up to the girl and backtrack when I see her face. Her distressed face as she lifts the bar with a maximum 90 pounds on each side, only off by a few pounds from my usual weight. "Sunny?" She puts the bar down and places her hand on her hips, turning her head towards my direction. Her eyebrows furrow as her eyes land on me. Out of breath, she says:

"TAELYN?"

IM BACK. SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE. I BECAME DISTRACTED BY DRAMAS. I SWEAR I WATCHED LIKE FOUR OR FIVE DRAMAS. FINISHED THEM IN THREEOR FOUR DAYS. I WATCHED "TO THE BEAUTIFUL YOU", "MOORIM SCHOOL", "PINOCCHIO" AND I'M STILL WATCHING "GOBLIN"