SCARS (Taehyung FF)

Harry

Y/N's POV

I clenched my eyelids before opening them. In front of me is Kim Taehyung's tonned chest. Though it's hidden inside his white t-shirt. I woke up at least 1 hour ago. But I just didn't want to leave his body.

All of a sudden I noticed he isn't moving. Like at all. I moved a lot last night like I always do but he didn't move an inch. A hole started forming inside my chest. A hole of fear. I got out of his grip and looked at his limb body. His face was way too pale than usual.

"Taehyung?" I voiced. No response. "Taehyung!!" I tried shaking his body. No response. "Taehyung-ah." I grabbed his face and shaked it aggressively. "T-Taehyung-ah!!! Wake up!!!" I screamed. Fear consuming me. I ran my finger under his nose and he was breathing. I let out a sigh of relief. "Why isn't he waking up?"

"Taehyung-ah?" I grabbed his hand to know his pulse rate. It was low. Teard started forming into my eyes. What should I do now? Whom should I ask for help? I put myself together and all the knowledge I had rushed into me. I tried opening his mouth and his teeth were gritted.

I ran out of my room and grabbed a bottle of water and some tissue. I locked my room before going back to him. I splashed some water on his face. No response. Anxiety was getting at my nerves but I tried to calm down and help us. I shoved the tissue in between his teeth and kept on calling his name.

Why isn't he waking up?? This is all I know. Should I call an ambulance? But that will get us in trouble. J-Jimin. I should call him. I took my phone and dialed Ayu. I can't believe I don't even have Jimin's number. I kept on slapping on his cheek to get his consciousness back.

"Why are you not picking up??" I threw all the water inside the bottle on his face. And suddenly his eyes started fluttering and he started coughing. Thank Goodness.

I sat up getting the tissue out of his mouth and somehow whipping his face. I just sat there breathing heavily and looking at his lifeless face. But at least he's conscious now.

"Y/N are you okay?" No I'm not. I'm a mess. My room is a mess. My life is a mess without you. You evil bitch. "Why are you crying?" "Y/n?" He shook my shoulder.

"YAH NEON NAPPEUN NOM-IYA!!!" I punched his chest and he started coughing again. I hot worked up and held onto him. "Taehyung. Are you okay? I'm- I'm sorry." He looked at me and chuckled. This crazy shit.

"What happened to you?" I asked. "Maybe I was way to drunk that's why I got unconscious." He said. "Does that even make sense?" I asked. "It does for me."

I looked down at my lap. I don't even remember being THIS scared in my life. I might not be as scared as this even if a spider crawled on me.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" I asked. "Not really. I remember being at a bar and then coming to your house but nothing after that." Oh. So he really forgot the thing we did last night. Maybe it's for the best. "Ryan isn't my son or anything. He's 10 and I'm 21 so..." I assured him. "Oh." He replied. Was that all?

He was massaging his forehead. "Your last name is Walker?" He asked. Oh yeah. Dammit. "Um. Yea. Actually..." I took a deep breath before spilling the tea. "Harry is my cousin." Taehyung choked on the water he was drinking. "He WHAT?" Taehyung asked with wide eyes.

"Not like Cousin cousin. I mean... His dad is my dad's half brother. And not everyone knows about us being cousins too. I found out not long ago. Ryan still doesn't know about it that's why he said what he said back then." I explained the unwanted family drama. I still cringe at the fact that I used to like him.

"Um. Oh. Okay. I should leave now. Jungkook might've lost his shit by now." He laughed it out. I'm glad he didn't ask anything further. I hate this topic. "Okay." I smiled back.