Changes // A V Fanfiction

2 // Joonie

~Kang Mi-Hi's POV~

"Where did you go?" But I didn't hear him immediately because I was staring off into space. Maybe thinking about Taehyung. "Mi-Hi!" I jumped and almost fell out of my chair, but Namjoon caught me before I fell back. He stood me back up.

"You need to quit sitting like that, god you scared me," I laughed at his concern and protectiveness over me.

"Hehe, sorry Joonie!" I apologized, I continued to look out the window. It started to rain after lunch. I love rain. 

I continued to look out the window, sitting on the vents as my head rested on the window. With Namjoon watching me. 

"You look really pretty like that, Mi-Hi," Namjoon complimented me. I chuckled. 

"I'm not pretty, Namjoon..." I mumbled with a smile, he sat on the other side of me and embraced me from behind.

"You'll always be pretty for me," He whispered in my ear, which made me smile even more. I leaned back and rested my head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around my waist. And he buried his face in the crook of my neck. I held his neck as I buried my own face in his chest.

"You're too precious for this world, Namjoon," Everyone thinks we're dating because of how affectionate we are towards each other. I can't blame them, we do look like a couple. I got up and grabbed my backpack from the back of one of the empty desks and made my way towards the door.

"Going home?" asked Namjoon, I looked back at him. The school's closed. We usually hang out in empty classrooms after school. 

"No Namjoon, I don't need you walking me home," I told him, "I can take care of myself," Namjoon looked defeated.

"B-But's it's raining!" Namjoon noddedI nodded and left. 

. . .

I walked in the rain with my head down. I actually like the rain, I don't mind walking around in it without a suitable jacket or umbrella. I have a very strong immune system. I turned the corner and I saw a body lay sullenly in the sidewalk. 

Taehyung.

I fell by his side and checked for a pulse.

Good. Heart's still beating.

I picked him up by his underarms. He was heavy, which took forever to take home but I did it. I laid him on the guest room bed and went into the guest bathroom. I took a washcloth and a couple towels of the towel rack and soaked the washcloth, ringing it out afterwards.

I came back and wiped the blood off his lip and chin with the washcloth. I dried his hair with the towel and laid it under his head for access water. I took off his leather jacket and hung it up. As I turned around, I heard him groan which made me jump. He sat up.

"Be careful, Taehyung, don't hurt yourself," He looked at me.

"I-It's you... Mi-Hi-ssi,"

. . .