Don't leave me | taehyung×reader×jungkook

Episode 30

### Episode 30

"Yaaa! Kim Taehyung, you are so selfish!" Hana shouted, her voice echoing in the airport.

Taehyung turned around, his expression puzzled. "And what did I do?" he asked.

"Why are you being like this? I know we're in the airport, but I don't want to wear this mask," she said, pulling at the mask covering her face.

Taehyung sighed. "Hana-ya, you know why," he mumbled.

"But Tae, I'm your wife, not your girlfriend. We're not going to America for a honeymoon; it's just for business purposes," she said, her frustration evident.

A smirk appeared on Taehyung's face. "You're right, Hana-shi. We're not going for a honeymoon, but we can make it feel like one, can't we?" he teased.

Hana blushed and began lightly hitting his chest.

"Look, don't you see? He's the famous businessman and heir, Kim Taehyung!" someone whispered.

"Aniya, I don't think so," another voice said.

"But who's that lady? Why is she doing this?" a third person asked.

"Paboya, don't you know he's married? I think that's his wife," someone remarked.

"She's ugly," one person commented.

"I think she's lucky," another countered.

Taehyung and Hana overheard their conversation, and Hana's expression changed.

"We're getting late. It's time for our flight," Taehyung said, pulling her along.

Hana nodded, following him in silence.

During the flight, the atmosphere was tense. Hana finally broke the silence. "Taehyung," she said softly.

"Hmm?" he replied, looking at her.

"I'm sorry. I know I'm an idiot. I forgot that you're not just a simple person. Everyone notices you, and I was acting foolish," she admitted.

Taehyung took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Aniya, it's not like that. I don't care about everyone else. I just care about you," he said.

"No, you're just saying that because you don't want to hurt me. I know it's ridiculous for Kim Taehyung's wife to act like this. I should be more like Eommonim; she's so elegant," Hana said, her voice filled with self-doubt.

Taehyung chuckled. "Shut up. My wife is perfect. You don't need to be like Eomma or anyone else. You're perfect just the way you are, and don't you dare say otherwise, araji?" he said firmly.

Hana smiled, feeling reassured. "Aye aye, Captain," she replied playfully.

Taehyung laughed, then gently placed her head on his shoulder and rested his head on hers, closing his eyes. "Now your husband is sleepy," he mumbled.

Hana laughed softly. "You're such a baby, Tae," she said, closing her eyes as well.

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"Waahhh, daebak, Mr. Kim! I thought we were going to stay in a hotel, but this is..." Hana trailed off in awe.

"My house," Taehyung said proudly.

"Yeah, you have your own house in America, but it's huge!" Hana exclaimed.

Taehyung chuckled. "When I got here, Halaboji gifted me this house, so I spent nine years of my life here," he explained.

"Alone?" she asked shyly.

Taehyung chuckled again. "Haha, cute. You're the first female to enter this house, and I'm happy it's you," he said.

"Ne, but Tae, don't you think this house is too big for one person?" she asked, making Taehyung turn.

He stepped closer to her, placing his hands on her waist. Hana instinctively balanced herself by placing her arms on his shoulders. They stared into each other's eyes.

"Tae," she mumbled.

Taehyung leaned in closer to her ear. "Yes, you're right. This house isn't suitable for one person. It's suitable for us, isn't it?" he whispered.

Hana blushed and remained quiet. "I didn't mean it like that, Tae—" she began, but Taehyung cut her off with a kiss.

At first, she didn't respond, but Taehyung deepened the kiss, lifting her onto the kitchen counter. After a moment, she kissed him back, her first time doing so. Taehyung smiled into the kiss, then broke it, resting his forehead against hers, his eyes closed.

"Today, I'm really happy, Hana-ya," he murmured.

"Me too," she replied.

He looked at her in confusion. "W-what did you just—"

"I have something to tell you, Kim Taehyung," she said, her voice serious.

Taehyung frowned, a hint of worry in his eyes. "What is it? Please don't say you want a divorce," he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'm not joking, Tae," she shouted, her frustration evident.

"Okay, okay, sorry. What is it?" he asked, his tone more serious.

"Actually, I've been really anxious about something," she mumbled.

"About what?" Taehyung asked, concern etched on his face.

"About my feelings, Tae. I don't know why, but when you're with me, I always feel strange. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes anxious. You always care about me, but I never did that before. I always ignored you. When I think about it, I feel sad. When you're not with me, I worry about your safety. I feel happy when you make me laugh. You always remind me of Jungkook; he was like that too. When you're with me, I don't feel sad. Even when you hurt me, I wasn't afraid because I knew you couldn't do anything worse to me. I don't know why. When you come close, I can smell Jungkook's fragrance from you. Isn't that strange? I was confused about my feelings. I asked my heart several times, but it didn't respond. What are these feelings? Why am I so conscious of you? I don't want anyone to hurt you, Tae, because I don't want to lose you. I always want to be with you. Always. But now my heart has answered all my questions," she confessed, tears brimming in her eyes.

Taehyung cupped her cheeks, his gaze intense. "And what was the answer?" he asked softly.

"Kim Taehyung, saranghae," she confessed, her voice trembling with emotion.

Taehyung was silent, his eyes widening in surprise.

"These feelings are the same as I had with Jungkook. He always treated me like this. I can feel the same love and care from you, Tae. I lost my pride when he left, but you brought it back. You are my pride, Taehyung, and my feelings for you are pure. Believe me, I—"

Suddenly, Taehyung hugged her tightly, cutting her off. "What a long wait, Hana-ya. I've waited so long to hear these beautiful words from you. I know you loved Jungkook, and I respect your feelings. It was my faith that one day, you'd be with me. Kim Ha Na, saranghaeyo," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

"Saranghaeyo, Kim Taehyung," she replied, tears streaming down her face.

They held each other close, feeling the warmth and love between them. The moment was beautiful, filled with love and joy.

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**End of Episode 30**