Behind The Scenes (BTS FANFIC)

22: Late Night Visit

BAILEY POV

It has been a few days after the incident. I recovered from my shock, but now I just can't seem to look at Taehyung the same. Well... obviously I can't.

I just want to see the innocent, happy, beautiful side of him I have always seen, but I am afraid that if I look at him now, he will be unrecognizable.

I took a deep breath as I read over my lines on my bed. That is... until I heard a tap at the window.

I froze and my heart stopped. I waited for the sound to repeat itself... and it did.

I knew who it was, but I was too afraid to turn around. I didn't want to see him, talk to him, touch him. I wasn't ready.

Being a gang member is... a whole new level of an identity. The betrayal hasn't left, and the blood— oh God the blood, weapons, danger that I see on him now is... not something I can overcome.

"Bailey... please, open the window." I heard his voice say. His beautiful voice. The one thing that won't change.

I released the breath I was holding. There was no use in pretending like I wasn't there. My curtains were folded, he could see me.

"Can we talk... please. It's been days, I need to talk to you. You can't just cut me off like that." He said. I still didn't reply. I didn't move. I just grasped onto my script and tried my best to continue reading.

"So that's it? Our friendship, our feelings, it's all over? You're just going to ignore me and never associate yourself with me again?" He said. I could hear the sadness in his voice, and that's when I decided to turn around and face him.

My heart skipped a beat. It was Taehyung. Not Tae... not my sweet TaeTae but... Kim Taehyung.

"Do you care about my safety?" I asked, not approaching or opening the sealed window. His wounds were bandaged and he was washed. He almost looked familiar, but I just couldn't unsee all the darkness.

However, his eyes softened at my words.

"Of course I do." He said. I gulped.

"Then go... I can't be around you... I don't want this." I said, not meaning a thing I said. I have to stay strong, this isn't safe for me, and he needs to hear it harshly to listen. It broke my heart to say it. I grew to love the character of Tae. He made me feel cared for, loved, important.

But... I'm angry. How could he— how could he not tell me. How could he let me become so attached. How could he like me and confess, as if prepared to start something he knows he has to finish. It made me question if he even cared about me at all. Am I a game? A tool? A toy?

Taehyung leaned his forehead against the chill glass of my window and closed his eyes.

"Look... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Just.. please don't look at me like that." He said vulnerably.

"Like what?" I asked, genuinely curious as to what kind of look I might have subconsciously glanced at him with.

"Like I'm a killer." He said. My eyes widened. That one statement made my mind race to a thousand other directions.

"Killer... is that what you are?" I asked. He put his hand against my window and slightly pushed his head away from it, looking at me intensely through the foggy window.

"No... I am not capable of ending someone else's life. That's something I can never do." He said. I almost sighed of relief.

"Good. I'm glad to hear that." I said dryly.

"Bailey... I never meant to hurt you. I would never hurt you intentionally. I'm not a dangerous person. Please don't be afraid of me, I can't live with myself thinking that you see me as a monster." He said. My heart broke. You aren't a monster Tae...

I took a deep breath before finally getting off my bed and approaching the window. I didn't open it. But I stood face to face with the boy I came to care for so much, and I saw that he had tears in his eyes.

"You aren't a monster, Tae." I said softly.

"Y-You won't let me touch you." He said.

"Tae... you were bloody. You scared me. I was shocked. All I can remember about that night is you all bloody and your weapons. That image won't leave my head." I said.

"I'm sorry. I know I scared you. I know it's a lot to take in but... I can't lose you. You keep me sane." He said. My heart broke.

"I never meant to put you in danger. I would never let anything happen to you. I am here to protect you." He said. I felt a little at ease at his words. Just a little.

I sighed and put my hand on the window, where his hand was pressed on the other side.

"I... can't. Not now. I just need time." I said. "I can't be touched by you for a while... I'm sorry but this is how it has to be until I can process the information."

"I understand..." He said.

"Can you promise me that you'll give me space until I'm ready?" I asked.

"Yes..." He said sadly.

"Okay... thank you." I said, relieved.

"I miss you." He said.

"How are your injuries?" I asked, avoiding his statement.

"Bailey..."

"Tae, how are your injuries. Are you okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Go home. Rest. I don't want you walking around at night alone... not anymore." I added.

He took his hand off the window and put his head down, giving me a sad, small nod. Then, he slowly trudged his feet and walked out into the foggy distance, but before he completely disappeared, he turned around, and added a sad,

"I'll wait for you Bailey... I wouldn't be here if I didn't care about you, if I didn't know that I would do anything for you, if I didn't care so much about how you think of me. I don't think you get it yet. How many more hints do I have to drop?"

I looked at him straight in the eyes.

"What do I have to do to make you understand that I'm in love with you?"