Taehyung stared at his phone.
You weren't coughing, you were speaking as clear as day.
But how? The last time he even glanced at you, you were on the edge of death.
He was horrified for what could've happened, what did happen.
So he sped to the hospital, he needed to know.
And as he entered the lobby, his eyes cloudy, he knew he would get in trouble, but he ran straight to your room.
Not daring to go in, he looked through the window.
You were asleep, curled up, red streaks under your eyes.
You had cried yourself to sleep, why?
Taehyung entered silently, making his way to your bed side. He slid hair away from your face and looked down at you.
You were an angel among monsters, a blessing.
"Y/N, you look so much better, so much better." He spoke, his voice calm but cracking.
"Taehyung?" You asked, sleep still creeping in your voice.
"It's me Y/N, I'm here." Your eyes opened slowly, fluttering from the light in the room. Taehyung's hands were warm as he lifted you, his arms loving as they hugged you.
"Oh thank God, I thought you didn't want to see me.. when you hung up and everything." You shook slightly, taking slow breaths to calm yourself down.
"No, I was overjoyed.." Taehyung said, pulling away from the hug. He stared into your eyes, smiling his unique smile.
And he kissed you, like you were the only thing he wanted.
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Bloom - k.th
Fanfiction"The stems have attached themselves." "No." - Kim Taehyung x Reader - Flowers are beautiful, but it's hard to appreciate them when you're dying.
