A Night-Long Lament

visiting (2)

(Taehyung POV)

Y/N falls into my arms and is completely blacked out. Careful not to cause a commotion, I carry her to her assigned room and kick open the door.

She's light... and her aroma is pleasing--

I set her down lightly on her bed and tuck her in.

Is this how  Yoongi-Hyung felt when Y/N was tending to him?

A smile grows on my face. 

I set my head down on a nearby couch and shut my eyes. 

I'll stay here for a bit.

I fall asleep.

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With coughs waking me up, I sit up to find Y/N grabbing a blanket for me. 

"Y-Y/N! Please rest yourself...!" I sit up abruptly and hold onto her hand. "Please rest, I'll tend to you."

She shyly nods and lays back down.

"I'm sorry, I'm burdening you--" She lays back down and tucks herself in.

"You're no burden, Y/N. I'm actually happy to be helping you." I smile and sit on the bed. 

I watch as Y/N's  eyes slowly shut.

While stepping out of the room, I wave down a passing maid asking her to watch over Y/N for the coming night. She gladly agrees without question and steps into the dark room.

Over the course of the night, I stand nearby the room, awaiting Y/N's arrival, but was met with no one in the end. So I head over to the dining room, only to see Sehun. He was in a chair tapping his foot furiously and by the looks of it, he looked angry. He stops tapping as his eyes pan the room and land on me. He gestures for me to come over with a wave of his hand.

"Taehyung! I never asked, but are you Y/N's personal guard or servant?" Sehun hovers above me with his incredible height.

I shift my weight onto my other foot and cross my arms. "No, in fact, I'd love to inform you that I'm indeed a prince."

He gasps obnoxiously. "What? Really? So is Y/N the maid?"

"No."

"What is she then?"

"It's complicated."

"That's what they all say. Why don't we get along to the dinner table?" Sehun leads me over to the long table and sits me down next to him.

"I'd rather not--"

Sehun grips onto my shoulder and smiles. "I insist."

I sigh and take a seat next to Sehun as he begins to try to start a conversation.

"So, We have time now, what's Y/N?" He leans in close and I quickly push him away.

"She's a friend."

"I mean, why is she really here?" Sehun coughs.

"We're just visiting. We'll leave soon, so I suggest not getting too attached." I begin to eat my food in hopes of ending the conversation.

"I already am." He puts a hand on his head in distress.

I slam down my chopsticks and scoff. "I'm sorry, but I'll take my leave."

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(Your POV)

You sit up and grip onto your aching head.

Oh goodness... what happened...

You get up from your bed and pace around slowly. You try to recall the recent events of last night but have no such memory.