Falling Deep // BTS FanFic

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Dad watch out!" I shout from the side walk.
My father ignores me and starts to cross the road, not even noticing the car stomping it's way towards him.
"Dad the car!" I shout again.
This time he turns to look at me, stopping in the middle of the crossing.
He says something but I can't quite make out what exactly.
Then he waves at me, tears in his eyes.
I start to run after him, but it's already too late.
The car has collided with my dad and he lays on the floor, bleeding to death.
I kneel beside him, trying to pick up the spilled blood and put it back in him.
But it doesn't work.
So I cry onto his shoulder, until his body goes cold.

And one question rings in my mind:
'Could I have saved him?'

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I wake up breathing heavily, tears in my eyes.

Where am I? This isn't home?

I look around, trying to find any similarities between my own room and this one.
But there are none.
The duvet smells musky.
And the curtains are black, not like my yellow ones at home.
I start to panic even more, breathing still uneven.

That's when the door opens.
And a figure walks in, I'm not able to see very well because of the tears that have welled up in my eyes.
They walk over to me slowly, probably in shock about how much hysteria I am in.
But then I hear their voice, and I am instantly comforted.
"Camille, are you okay?" He says in his deep and calm voice.
But he doesn't wait for my answer, instead he wraps a grey cotton blanket around me and starts rubbing my back.
We stay like this for a good five minutes until I manage to calm down a bit.
"I'm so s-sorry, I never cry in f-ront of people l-like this." He sighs heavily before moving himself to face me.
"Never say that again."
"Say w-what?"
"Never say sorry to me for crying."
We stare at each other for a moment before I bring him into a hug.
"Thankyou, I don't know why, but I feel like I can be myself around you, I think you are the nicest person I have ever met, I hope we can become great friends."

And that was the one word Taehyung didn't want to hear 'friends'.
It's crazy really, he only met you yesterday, and is already starting to feel things he has never felt before.
All of his relationships only lasted the maximum of a month.
But with you he felt something different, deeper.
And that is why the word 'friends' stung so much. Because he was sure you felt that same spark.
But maybe not.

After Taehyung insisted that I have a shower because I still smelt of vomit.

That fucking bitch

Once I was out of the shower, making sure taehying wasn't in the room. I started to change into the clothes Taehyung had laid out for me.
To my surprise, Taehyung actually picked out a really nice jumper that matched well with my denim jacket and my white jeans. 
In fact I'm not too surprised. From the outfit he was wearing yesterday, you could see he had a great sense of style.