overdose | kth✓

-eighteen-

-Y/N'S POV-
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I looked at Taehyung, and smiled. "Thank you." I said quietly. I looked at my hand, that was still intertwined with his own. "Y/N, you know I care about you, right?"

I looked back up to him slowly, "Do you actually?"

I felt his grip on my hand tighten. "If I didn't, I wouldn't be here right now." He said and shot me his boxy smile that I adored.

"Can you text Jimin to ask him when he's coming?" I asked. He looked at our hands, "You see..."

"You forgot your phone, didn't you." I finished for him. He nodded and let out a soft chuckle. I chuckled along with him. "Sorry."

"It's fine. He might come anyways." I said. "Hopefully," He added.

We just kept looking at each other, it was silent in the room. I gazed into his beautiful, brown eyes, why hadn't I realized before? I felt something, something I've felt before, but this time it was a different kind, not the one Jimin gives me, but something else.

I felt loved.

I don't know what it was, but while we kept gazing into each other's eyes, I felt that.

Just by thinking this, I felt my face blushing a crimson pink. I quickly averted my gaze to my free hand that was laying abdomen. Then, we heard a knock. "Come in." I called out.

The nurse came in, "Sir, visiting hours are over, you have to leave now."

Taehyung looked over at me, and let go of my hand, "Rest well, Y/N. I'll come by tomorrow, if I can." And with that he left the room.

-TAEHYUNG'S POV-
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I parked in the driveway, turned off the engine and sat there thinking about Y/N.

After thinking for a couple minutes, I shook my head. I hadn't realized I was smiling a little the entire time. I got out and rushed in, I took off my shoes, and as I was going into the living room, I had slowed down my walking. Something felt off. Actually, something is off.

I walked a little more, when I finally made it into the living room. There were couch pillows scattered on the floor, even some of them were a little ripped, that some stuffing was on the pillow, or either on the floor. I raised my eyebrow as I looked at it, "Mom?" I called out. No response.

I started making my way into her room, moving the pillows out of the way. Her door was closed, but on the other side, I heard sobs.

I opened the door to find her on the floor, legs against her chest and sobbing. I went over to her and crouched down. As I got closer, I saw scratch marks on her legs and arms. "Mom.." I said, reaching for her, but instead she flinched and scooted away. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Where's Dad?" I asked. She snapped her head towards me, "Don't you dare talk about that man." She said.

"Why? What did he do?"

She stayed quiet. I came closer to her, and finally grabbed her hand lightly and held it. "What did he do?" I asked.

"H-He.. hit m-me, and just l-left like t-that.." She quietly said. After that, I couldn't hear more, and hugged her while she cried into my shoulder.

★★★

After her crying, I convinced her to at least get some sleep. I tucked her into bed, and turned off the light and closed the door on my way out of the room.

I went into my room and plopped down onto my own bed. I finally grabbed my phone and started looking through Twitter. I had stopped at Jimin's profile. I wanted to know why he hadn't come to the hospital to visit Y/N, I wondered if he had a good reason, or he just didn't want to come.

I scrolled through his profile a little, the most recent tweet was from an hour ago. I raised my eyebrow, I looked at the caption, it said: Getting lit!!!🔥🔥🔥

Under the caption, there was a picture, of him and some other the boys, taking shots, while other people were surrounding them.

Just by looking at it, it made me furious. Fucking asshole, I really don't want her to see how bad he actually is. She'll be so fucking heartbroken, that it'll even hurt.. me.

It was starting to get late, so I decided to shower. While I was showering, I heard my phone ding.

I finished my shower. After I got out, I wrapped the towel around my waist, and headed into my room, phone in hand.

I changed into my pajamas, and plopped down onto my bed once again, but this time I covered myself. I checked the message I had gotten. It was Y/N.

y/n:
thanks tae
for being there w/ me

cyphrtata:
yw
i'll always be there when u need me
k?

y/n:
ok
im glad i can trust someone

cyphrtata:
don't u trust jm?

y/n:
can i be honest?

cyphrtata:
dw he doesnt need to know
u can tell me

y/n:
well
i trust him but
i dont trust him as much as i trust u
i used to trust him a lot
like a lot
but now idk if im sure if i trust him
theres smth about him that seems..
off

cyphrtata:
oh
i get u
i feel that way around him sometimes

y/n:
maybe its noting
oof nothing***
or maybe im just overreacting
yeah
it's prolly nothing

cyphrtata:
hey

y/n:
hhhhh-
hi

cyphrtata:
lmaoaOaoAoaO
hhi
anyways if anything weird happens between u and him
or whatever makes u uncomfortable
u can tell me
ill be there

y/n:
ok uwu
that made my heart go uwu lmao
uwuwuwuwuwu
💘💕💞💓💗💖💝

cyphrtata:
uwuwuwuwu
💘💕💞💓💗💖💝

y/n:
lmaoaoaoa ok
my nujrse says i need sleep
nurse****
i gtg

cyphrtata:
ok ily bestiee
byeee
uwuwuwu
💘💕💞💓💗💖💝

y/n:
💘💕💞💓💗💖💝
uwu byee

I turned off my phone smiling. Then, I turned off my lamp and went to bed under my cozy covers.