Destin [ON HOLD]

E I G H T E E N

Ugh it's late but since it my angel's birthday tomorrow and I promised you all a double update, imma suck it up and type out a new chapter for you. But I'm replaying 'Stigma' while writing this so not much complaining!

Enjoy and don't forget to comment and vote! Don't be a silent reader! ;)

Taehyung's POV.

This time when I awake, no one is there.

The bed sheets have been pulled up to my chin, tucked in gently. A glass of water and a tablet sitting on a single tissue, is left on my bedside table, the noodles and tea pushed to the side slightly.

The green, plastic bag is hiding behind all of this and I find myself, unconsciously reaching out and grasping the small toy with the my fingers.

A quiet knock suddenly break the calm silence in my room, and I jerk my head to the door.

My voice is husky as I speak,"Come in."

What if it is Hoseok? The thought makes me fist the bedsheets in my clenched hands, sweat breaking out against my forehead. He will hit me the moment he sees me, I know it.

But it's not him.

It's Jin.

He is standing shyly at the doorframe, hidden by the half closed door, hand still grasping the doorknob.

"Hi."

I look up at him through my eyelashes, a warm smile growing on my lips,"Hi."

He made me feel safe. Wanted even.

And I yearned to feel more of that. To feel the need of another for my presence.

Jin clears his throat as he takes a hesitant step into the dark room, closing the door lightly behind him,"How are you feeling, Tae?"

My cheeks warm at the use of my nickname and my grin widens,"Good."

He frowns as he sits at the foot of my bed, his eyes washing over me.

"You sure?"

"Y-Yeah."

He frowns, an eyebrow raising as he glances down at my long sleeves,"It's a bit hot for long sleeves, don't you think?"

A replay of what Jungkook had said. I laugh nervously, tugging at the hem of my sleeves, making sure that they covered everything from my wrists below.

"No, it's honestly p-pretty cold."

A worried frown tugs down at his lips and he reaches out, placing the back of his hand against my forehead,"You aren't burning up, thank God."

I wince as a sudden sharp pain blooms at the side of my head, my hands flying to rub the area.

Jin is quick to grab the glass and tablet, pushing it into my hands,"Oh my God, I forgot! I'm so sorry! I was supposed to give you those before, it'll help the pain."

I take the tablet and water thankfully, swallowing and drinking quickly,"Thank you, hyung."

He shoots me a smile,"It's alright, Tae."

Tae.

There it was again.

My nickname.

My whole body tingles in delight at the sound of it. It was one of the most comfortable ways of someone addressing me, and there was no doubt that I loved it.