Changes // A V Fanfiction

19 // Moving In

~Kang Mi-Hi's POV~

I served Taehyung breakfast as he yawned. 

"So... I was thinking..." I told him, he looked up at me attentively, he had already shoved tons of food in his mouth and he looked like a squirrel, I couldn't help but laugh, but I recollected myself and got serious again. I felt quite nervous asking him this. I looked down in my lap twiddling my thumbs from nervous. 

"What... W-What if, you moved in... with me?" I asked him, I looked up at him, he dropped the fork he was holding onto the plate.

"Jinja?!" I slowly nodded, with a small smile. He quickly digested his food and rushed over to me and hugged me tightly. 

"Thank you..." I felt my shoulder get wet and my eyes widened.

He's crying.

I wrapped my arms around his neck since he was shorter than me now. To be fair, if I was still at home and someone offered me a place to live, I would cry too. 

"No problem, I love you, don't I?" My eyes got bigger, which I didn't think was possible. I accidentally confessed! He pulled away with wide eyes.

"Y-You love me?" he asked me. Tears were in his eyes, which made his eyes shimmer and shine, but the light in his eyes was unmistakably there. I started stuttering.

"Er, um... y-yeah-" He hugged me once again.

"I love you too, Mi-Hi!" He pulled away and held both of my shoulders, smiling as he looked at me. I smiled back too.

"I'll get my things!" He got up and grabbed his jacket from the closet, "Don't go anywhere! I don't want my parents to hurt you... they won't like this," After he put on his coat and walked out, I furrowed my eyebrows. 

I don't need his parents to hurt him either.

I threw on my shoes and coat and walked to his house. He was a little distance ahead of me and I made no effort to catch up to him. I watched him go inside his house and I waited by the steps, praying his parents don't hurt him. After waiting a while, the door bursted open and Taehyung fell down the steps, a red and white duffel bag, plopping next to him. 

"Taehyung!" I rushed to him as he tried to get up, and his eyes widened when he saw me. 

"Mi-Hi-!"

"YOU!" I felt a strong slap on the face and I felt to the ground, I looked up and saw a woman above me with absolute fury in her eyes. She pointed at me and turned towards Taehyung.

"Is this the wretched girl, you're gonna leave us for?!" she shouted, no one was around, which was bad luck for us. 

"She isn't wretched-" His mom kicked me in the stomach.

"We're your flesh and BLOOD, Taehyung!!" she shouted, "And you're gonna leave us for some, s-some whore?!" Taehyung slapped her.

"She's not a whore!" He helped me to my feet and stood defensively in front of me, backing away slowly.?

"We clothed you, Taehyung! We work to get you fed and THIS is how you treat us, huh?!" she shouted, "When you realize this doesn't work, you can't come back, YOU HEAR ME, BOY- WHEN SHE BREAKS YOUR STUPID HEART, YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK!!" She started walking towards us and we ran in the other direction. 

. . .

I unlocked the door and opened it, I hung up my hoodie in the closet, and looked at Taehyung. He walked in with his stuff and closed the door behind him, dropping his bag by his feet. His eyes were red, almost bloodshot. I ran to him and hugged him, he cried and buried his face in the crook of my neck. 

"It's okay... it's safe, they can't hurt you anymore," He pulled away and looked at me, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me close.

"You sure?" He asked me, I nodded. 

"You're here now, you're with me, and we're together, Tae!" I reminded him and held his cheek, "You're okay," He smiled and I wiped his tears away with my thumbs. I pecked him on the lips and pulled away.

"Come on, I'll help you unpack," He chuckled and picked his bag up and we went to his room. 

"Ya know, if you want, you can paint the walls a different color," I told him, looking at the plain white walls, he shook his head.

"I like it,"

"You sure?" I ask, he nodded.

. . .

I leaned on Taehyung and he had his arm around me as we watched Kdrama. I like this. I like being with Taehyung this way. Everything about him is perfect and I love him... and he loves me. 

"Let's go out," he suggested, I looked up at him, "It's getting boring,"

"Hmm, okay, I'll go get ready," I got up but Taehyung grabbed my waist and kissed me.

"You always look beautiful to me... remember that," I smiled like an idiot at his comment and pecked his cheek before getting up. My phone on the counter dinged and I unlocked and looked at a text. It was from an unknown number.

I saw a picture of me, sitting on Taehyung's lap- what happened just a second ago. I clenched my free fist angrily. 

Oppa...

But then I got another text.

We're coming for you, Noona. Hang tight.

. . .