"Did that dinner count as the one you promised me before? Because if not, I'm still waiting for that meal." Taehyung grins playfully as he starts up the car, buckling his seat belt while you did yours and laughed softly. You glance over at him, your heart pounding slightly as you did, before looking out of your window as trees began to move by quickly while Taehyung drove.
"I suppose so?" You giggle at him, causing him to chuckle deeply and nod with satisfaction, before reaching over to the stereo and turning it on to fill the silence. An annoying commercial fills the car, making both you and Taehyung to roll your eyes at the sound in unison, before the news came back on.
"In other news, a man by the name of Oh Juhyun, who has recently been trialed for apparent abuse of his ex-girlfriend, has been released as no evidence was presented of such actions, as he was reported anonymously. He will be returning to his ordinary life, under the watch of local police, and we have been urged to spread the awareness of abuse, due to this..."
"Wait, isn't that-"
"That's him." You breathe out, cutting Taehyung off as you stare at the radio while the news chattered in the background. Your heart was pounding roughly, threatening to burst out of your chest, while your lungs felt they were being squeezed tightly, stopping you from breathing or moving. The surroundings around you blur and everything pauses around you as a thousand memories come flooding back, wave after wave pulling you further into the terrified trance and drowning you.
"Y/N, hey!" Taehyung's voice catches you off-guard as he slips his fingers under your chin and turns your face towards him, ensuring your complete attention on him. You blink slowly, tears rolling down your puffy cheeks as you look up into his maroon eyes, and notice he had stopped the car just in front of the block of flats you lived in. "You with me?" Taehyung asks softly as he moves his other hand onto your cheek and gently wipes your tears, before you sit back and pull out of his hands.
"Y-Yeah. Totally fine." You reply a little too quickly, wiping your face with the backs of your hands and sniffling softly, as you look towards the door of the building. Taehyung un-clips his seat belt, turning in his body towards you as he did so and folds his hands in his lap as he looked at you.
"No, don't even think about lying. Do you want to stay someplace else tonight, just in case he comes back?" Taehyung sighs somewhat sternly, yet his deep voice gave it a softer tone as he searched your eyes helplessly. You slowly look over to him, tears brimming in your eyes as you did so, before shaking your head and looking towards the building once more.
"I have to face him, Taehyung. I need to drive him out somehow, so he never comes back." You mumble as you stare out of the window, a small frown forming on your face which Taehyung had to compress a smile at, because he though it was slightly cute.
"What can I do?" Taehyung asks, following your gaze to the doors as a burning rage rises within his chest, engulfing his other feelings all at once, while you glance over at him and see the look of sudden anger on his face. The look gives you an idea, one that creates a small smile on your face as you think.
"How scary can you get?"
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"Ah- Y/N and her little blonde twink. You don't know how long I've been waiting." Juhyun's unforgettable voice fills the hall as soon as the elevator doors open, revealing you and Taehyung. He swirls his bottle around, before chugging the last bit of alcohol and gripping it tightly in his hand, as his face twists up with disgust.
"Now, you listen here, you piece of shit. I am going to count to five, and if you have not left this premises by then, you will be getting a one-way trip to hospital. Got it?" Taehyung hisses immediately at him, wrapping an arm around you as he looks down on Juhyun, his light hair covering his dark eyes confidently. Juhyun scrutinizes you from head to toe, waving the bottle by his side as he considers his luck with Taehyung, before growling and standing his ground.
"You can't tell me what to do, you little blonde brat." Juhyun hisses at Taehyung, who instantly pushes you behind his back as he launches the empty bottle their way, narrowly missing Taehyung's head, and smashes on the wall behind him.
"One." Taehyung starts counting, rolling up his sleeves as his voice notches down to a tone lower, making it sound terrifying and almost demonic. You cower behind him, clinging onto his shirt as you force your eyes closed and try to calm your breathing, while Juhyun laughs stupidly. "Two." Taehyung continues, his face growing angrier as he watches Juhyun stand in front of his flat, not moving.
"Come on, princess. Show me what you got." Juyun encourages Taehyung, clenching his fists and jaw as he did so, preparing himself to fight. Taehyung pushes his tongue against his cheek as he gently reaches back to you and moves you back from him, before tilting his head at Juhyun who had started bouncing on the spot.
"Three- oh, fuck it." Taehyung hisses as he steps forward, clenching his fists and closing the gap between him and Juhyun, making Juhyun realize how much bigger Taehyung was then him. "Leave Y/N and me the fuck alone!" Taehyung yells, swinging for Juhyun and hitting him square in the jaw, as he attempts to dodge but moves directly into Taehyung's fist.
"You fucking psycho." Juhyun gasps as he clutches his jaw, wobbling slightly on the spot at the sheer force of Taehyung's punch, before stumbling past him and towards the stairs. "I'm going straight to the police you little-" He screams as he opens the door to the stairs, before tripping over his own feet and falling straight down the stairs, his body crunching and thudding on each step, until there was silence.
"Wait here." Taehyung whispers as he turns around with wide eyes, seeing you standing in the corner terrified, before running over to the stairs and opening the door, to see Juhyun's mangled body at the bottom of the many flights. "I-I need to call an ambulance." Taehyung stutters, moving away from the doors quickly and grabbing your hand as he did so, before pulling you into his apartment and slamming the door closed.
