Caramel Macchiato

Caramel Macchiato: Pt. 2

Taehyung felt his rage vibrate through his body once more, but now it was directed towards the security guards that stood a few yards away, watching carefully. Taehyung stomped over to one of the security guards and instantly tried to take a swing at the large, burly man. The security guard saw it coming and took a step back, missing Taehyung's fist by mere inches. Once Taehyung's fist was no longer an issue, the security guard tackled Taehyung to the ground. Taehyung tried to fight, but when he realized that it was useless, he stopped fighting.

"Why didn't you stop them?! Why didn't you stop (Y/N) from getting shot?!" he screamed in anguish. His heart felt heavy, and his lungs felt like they were filled with water. He couldn't breathe, and it wasn't because of the guard on top of him. Rather, it was from the weight of emotion that sat in him.

Once the guard realized that Taehyung was no longer of a danger to him, he got off of him. Taehyung just stayed on the ground, tears streaming out down his face which was contorted into a look of pain. He pounded his fist onto the ground once before rolling over, holding his now hurt hand in his other hand. Jungkook walked over to Taehyung, fresh tears now tracing the older tears stains on his cheeks. Jungkook knelt down and took Taehyung in his arms, holding him closely. Taehyung leaned into Jungkook and cried violently.

"Tae, she's not dead yet, okay? She won't die. She's strong. Stronger than we know, okay? And we have to be strong for her. She needs us, and we can't be there for her if we're going around and breaking our hands and attacking security guards, can we?" Jungkook asked, lightly stroking Taehyung's neon blue hair.

Taehyung shook his head no, still hiding his face in Jungkook's chest. Jungkook lightly placed a finger under Taehyung's chin, bringing his face up. "Everything is going to be okay," Jungkook whispered with a slight choke. He leaned down and gave Taehyung a soft kiss on the lips.

"You seven," Hana said, her voice slightly shaking. Everyone looked up at her. "Get on the tour bus. It's the only thing that can kind of fit all of us, and I really think we all need each other right now. We all need to be there for her when she wakes up."

Everyone started making their way to the tour bus that across the lot. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and Taehyung nodded, signifying that he would be okay. Jungkook helped Taehyung up, and the two of them made their way to the bus, clinging on to each other for comfort and support.

The bus ride seemed like it was taking hours, days, weeks, months, years, forever. In reality, it was only a fifteen-minute ride. Everyone was on the edge of their seats with worry. The HeavyStarters worried because you were their best friend, a sister to them. You were also the leader of the group, and they needed their leader. The Bangtan boys were worried not only for your life, but if it were to end, how it would affect their two maknaes and how in return it would affect their own group. They were all a really close-knit family, the two groups, and you were the stitch that held them together.

When they finally got to the hospital, and the bus was parked, Jungkook and Taehyung were the first ones off of the bus. They practically ran to the doors of the emergency room. When the automatic doors didn't open quite as quickly as they had liked, Jungkook took matters into his own hands and pried the doors open. They rushed up to the front desk in unison, almost pushing a man on crutches out of the way.

"Excuse me," Jungkook said. "We need to find out where someone is."

The lady at the front desk sat there with her eyes slightly widened and mouth agape in shock. After a few seconds, the situation finally processed in her brain, and she slightly shook her head. "Uh, yes. Who are you looking for?" she asked.

"(L/N) (Y/N)," Taehyung said, tapping his fingers on the counter and shifting his feet anxiously.

The woman gave a quick nod before stooping down in front of the computer, typing your name in.