Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was det...
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☆ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ☆
"Are you tired, kitty?" Taehyung asked, swinging his arm around my shoulder as we walked down the dim streets of Tokyo. My mouth could barely open enough to talk back to him, exhaustion weighing down on my body. A yawn then ripped it's way out of my throat, forcing me not to even attempt a reply in the process. This made Taehyung chuckle as he stared down at me with soft eyes, not caring that the camera that he was currently pointing at himself could pick up every emotion in his face.
"I guess we have our answer." He chuckled, turning his gaze away from me to the hotel that we were walking towards. He sighed in relief, seeing taht we were close, knowing that we were both shattered from today's events and we both haven't properly settled yet since landing. I just wanted to curl up at the foot of Taehyung's bed and sleep. That's all I want right now.
"So Kitty, have you thought about what you want to do tomorrow? We still have a few days untill the members come and our timetable will get more full since have to practice for the concert." He asked me. I tried to think of anything I could possibly want to do but my mind was just blank. What was fun? I had never had the pleasure of experiencing anything fun in Japan so I was practically as clueless as he was.
"I don't know." I replied quietly, not wanting him to get mad at me for being to clueless. He sighed, making me look up at him with doe eyes...Was he mad with me?
"That's fine. I'll probably think of something tomorrow." He said simply as we walked towards the doors of the hotel. I couldn't help but smile at his words. I always forget that he truly is nothing like my other masters.
"Mr Kim!" Shouted a lady, we turned our heads to the voice to see the lady that welcomed us when we first arrived. "Yes?" Taehyung asked, too tired to deal with this woman right now.
"I'm sorry to remind you this way but your hybrid must go through the decontamination process before entering, remember?" The lady asked, her voice laced with worry because she knew he would have something to say about it.
"Decont-This shit again?! I thought we already when through that? Now you're telling me she has to do this every single time she enters?!" Taehyung squeaked out incerdiously, his grip on my shoulder tightening. The lady clearly didn't know what to say to his outburst so she just kept up eith her proffesional act and said, "It's protocol, Sir."
I couldn't help but sigh at the lady's words. I was getting so comfortable with Taehyung I had almost forgotten my place in society. How silly of me. I smiled softly at Taehyung, gently taking his arm off of me so I could walk towards the door that I had went through last time. It was like the walk of shame and I was about two steps into it untill I felt a hand pull me back.
Taehyung once again wrapped his arm around my shoulder but this time his grip was one that showed me that he wouldn't let me go.
"Fuck your protocol." Taehyung growled. My eyes grew wide at his statement and frankly so did the worker's. She didn't know what to say to that, proffesional or not. How does one reply to such a statement?
"I was a fool for allowing this last time. I only allowed it because (Y/n) told me that it was fine. And even after she told me her eyes stung, she told me it was fine. Well I'm sick and tired of hearing that it's fine, when it clearly isn't fine! So you know what? If you're going to make (Y/n) go through this shitty 'decontamination crap', then I'm doing it too." Taehyung stated with no hesitation in his voice whatsoever. I gasped at his words and the lady in front of me stood with her mouth agape as she watched Taehyung walk with me to the white door that I was previously making my way to alone.
She stood there for a few moments in shock, not moving a muscle but then her body went into panic mode. The lady quickly scrambled towards us, almost tripping over her feet in the process. "Sir, you cannot go through the decontamination process! Your skin will react badly with the chemicals. It is something only hybrids can withstand! You couldn't possibl--" her desprate attempts to stop Taehyung was cut off by only Taehyung himself as he simply but coldly said, "So be it."
The woman seemed as if she was going to pass out, not knowing what to do. I however just stayed silent. Taehyung seemed mad, and as much as I didn't want him to harm himself...I couldn't risk making him more mad at me. What if he just decided to get rid of me?
Taehyung's hand was inches away from opening the door and was fully prepared to do so untill he heard a loud, "Stop!"
The man spun around and was met with the sight of the same lady but her face was pale with fright and sweat dripling down her head. Taehyung looked at her with a stone cold expression, waiting for her next words as he held me tighter. It was real moments like these that I still manage to completely forget that Taehyung is still filming us.
"I-...I guess your h-hybrid could be exempt from the decontamination process." She said shakily. Taehyung lifted a brow at her words. "Yeah? And what's to say we won't be going through the same thing tomorrow evening?" He asked her as he fully turned us to face her.
"I..I could arrange card to be made for your hybrid, one that you could show to staff apon arrival to prove the exemption." She said to us, seeming unsure of her words as she spoke them. Taehyung seemed to notice that too. "I expect this card of yours to be delivered to me tomorrow morning or I will be going through this 'decontamination process'... on instagram live." He told her, I guess more or less threatened. Taehyung then pulled me along with him, now walking through the main entrance and leaving the poor lady to eat his dust.
The staff on the inside seemed to have heard what was going on because all of them refused to make eye contact with me or Taehyung.
This man clearly held the world in his hands.
(A.N ~ I suddenly had enough to time to write a chapter and I felt a jolt of inspiration of His silver rose. I might write some more after I publish this one so i might double update, we'll see. So what did you think? Vote and comment! ILY Mochies!)
