your pov
" taehyung... can you come over..? " i sniffled over the phone.
" y/n, are you okay? i'll be right over baby, wait for me, " taehyung's voice spoke over the phone.
somehow, his voice always calms me.
15 minutes later, i heard my window opening.
as soon as he came in through my window, he hugged me as i cried into his arms." did he hit you again? " he asked.
i nodded slightly and looked down.
" i feel so useless tae, i just let him hit me... " i cried.
" no baby, you're not, he shouldn't have even hit you, that bastard, i'm gonna- "
" no please, you know what he'll do, he'll even hit you tae..."
" i can't keep on letting you suffer... "
" you being here with me makes me feel safe, thank you... " i hugged him tightly.
" i love you... y/n "