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This fanfic contains subjects
that can be sensitive to some readers
such as:
Depression, social anxiety,
the subject of self harm.✅Thank you continue✅
Y/Ns POV
I woke up to a warmth around me. Two strong arms rapped around me.
I could feel warm breath on my neck.
I looked around and very soon realized we were at his house. I felt so safe, I smiled thinking of him.
I shift and turned around to face him. Once I faced him, I saw he was shirtless, and stared at his perfect face, his perfect lips, his perfect nose, his perfect body...everything. He was so peaceful.
After staring at him endlessly, he opens his eyes slightly. With sleep still in his eyes he smiled at me and pulled me closer to him by my waist.
"Morning my princess.." He says sleepily smiling at me, his eyes now a little more open.
I blushed at him calling me that, and said, "Morning my prince."
He put his hands on my hand petting my hair.
After staring at me for awhile he put his forehead to mine making my pupils dilate.
I quickly leaned forward and pecked him on the lips sweetly, and quickly.
Then I got out of bed quickly trying to run to the bathroom, but before I could he grabbed my wrist.
"Y/N....what is that on your wrist..?" His tone changed from the happy cute tone he had before to concerned and heavy sounding.
I looked back and saw that my jacket sleeve had rolled up.
"Shit!" I think.
"I-I-It's..n-n-not-hing" I stuttered.
He looked at my wrist and lifted my sleeve all the way up my arm, revealing my scares up my arm.
"L-let me see your other wrist..." he said weakly holding out his other hand lot looking at me.
"Bu-" he cuts me off
"Let me see it Y/N." He said kind of harshly.
With out saying I handed my other wrist to him and he lifted that sleeve to. It revealed more scares on my arm.
I started tearing up looking at his face.
"W-why....w-why.." He said weakly and tearing up. Once he blinks a tear falls down his cheek.
"I-I w-w-was s-so a-alone and I-I c-couldn't d-deal with m-my thoughts a-any m-ore..." I say in-between my now sobbing self.
He grabbed me and hugged me tightly as I was now sitting on his lap.
I swear I hugged him so tight sobbing into his neck.
After a second a pulls out of the hug and cups my face looking at me in the eyes. I try to look away from his eyes being so upset with my ugly self.
"Look at me Min Y/N." He says, I slowly look at him.
"Promise me you will never do this to yourself again." He says as tears in his eyes come back.
"I-I-I don't t-think I-I can p-romise t-that.." I say still crying.
He sighs and looks at me.
"I-I know...I know Prinsess..but please...try for me...please..." He says wiping my tears away softly with his thumb.
"I will t-try my b-best...for you..my jagiya.."
(Jagiya- love, darling, sweetie, honey.) I say looking at him and smiling weakly."That's my strong princess." He says cupping my face;
I closed my eyes and leaned my head to one of his hands, enjoying his soft, sweat touch.
After a little he pulls me into another hug, and caressing my hair with hand.
I buried my face in the crook of his neck. And rapping my legs around his waist, enjoying his smell and his bear skin against me. And my arms around his neck.
Taehyungs POV
"Why do I love you so much, Min Y/N? I care so much about you...please always remember that my love...." I think.I kiss her head sweetly as she hugs me tightly.
"So small but yet such a big impact on my life. I love you so much...please don't hurt yourself...ever again." I think just holding her in my arms.
" Love is the most fucked up drug of them all."
To be continued...
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FanfictionYou: Y/N Age: 17 Gender: girl Hight: 5'3 Boyfriend: none existent Friends: none Birthday: March 8th Parents: Dad (your mom died of sage 4 lung cancer when you were 10) Notes: You are shy and don't have any friends because everyone thinks your...