Don't Leave Me (Taehyung x Reader) COMPLETED ✔️

Chapter 3

A/N: So, hey guys! As a writer, I'm getting confused with the persona, so instead of writing in first person, I'm going to be writing this story in second person. I feel like it suits the story better. Please, enjoy, and comment any ideas for the story that you may have!

YOUR POV

"I can take you home, if you'd like?" Taehyung asks you after the movie.
You look at him through sleepy eyes.
"You nearly fell asleep," he says, smiling.
"Sorry," you murmur. "I just... have always wanted to sleep on your shoulder."

Taehyung chuckles and gently picks you up, bridal style. Realising what he is doing, your eyes widen as you demand for him to put you down.
"Only if you wake up," he says.
"I'm awake, I'm awake," you say.

He puts you down. "Am I taking you home or not?"
"Won't you be seen by fans?" you ask him.
"Not if I disguise myself well enough," Taehyung says.
"...okay," you agree.

You only just realise that the others were watching your entire conversation. Your skin turns red.
"Let me get a hoodie," Taehyung says. He disappears into what you assume is his room.

"He likes you," Namjoon says.
You look over at Namjoon. "As a friend?"
Namjoon shrugs. "What do you think?"
You don't answer, because at that moment, Taehyung comes back into the room. He links arms with you and pulls you out of the penthouse.

"You'll have to direct me," Taehyung says as you start walking down the street.
You live only fifteen minutes walking distance from BTS's penthouse.
"This way," you say, heading off down the street.

"I guess I'll be seeing you again on Sunday?" Taehyung asks.
"Oh yeah," you say. "Second row."
Taehyung laughs, still linking arms with you.

"Is your friend going?" Taehyung asks.
"Yep. I booked for the both of us. She's paying me back on Sunday."
"I'll look for you in the crowd," Taehyung says.

You are nearly home.
"T-Taehyung?" you ask.
"Yes?"
"Why me?"
"Why you, what?" he asks.
"Why did you invite me over. Why were you so... comfortable with me?"

"I invited you over, because I made a friend. I mean, yes, you already know who I am. But I feel a special connection with you, because you were willing to talk to me and be my friend, even when you didn't know my true identity. I mean, you enjoyed texting me, right?"
You nod. "I didn't know it was you, but I really enjoyed texting you."
"Well, that's why I'm comfortable with you. That's why I invited you over."

"I don't know what I feel," you say.
"What do you mean?" Taehyung asks.
"I don't know how I was able to be that comfortable with you, either. I guess it's just like what you said; we have some sort of 'special connection'."
Taehyung unlinks your arms, but he takes your hand instead and squeezes it.
"I get where you're coming from. Anyway, I look forward to seeing you again, Y/N. We'll remain friends?"

"Duh!" you say. "Even if we didn't have a 'special connection' I would still be friends with you. You're pretty much one of my favourite people in the whole world."
Taehyung laughs. "That's deep, considering this is the second time we've spoken face to face."
"You know what I mean. It feels like I've known you all my life because of all the videos of you I've seen."

You stop at the driveway of your house. "This is it," you say.
Taehyung looks at the house. "Cute," he says. "Like you."
You blush. 'Is he flirting with me?' you wonder.
"I'll walk you to the door," Taehyung says.