Ugh it's late but since it my angel's birthday tomorrow and I promised you all a double update, imma suck it up and type out a new chapter for you. But I'm replaying 'Stigma' while writing this so not much complaining!

Enjoy and don't forget to comment and vote! Don't be a silent reader! ;)

Taehyung's POV.

This time when I awake, no one is there.

The bed sheets have been pulled up to my chin, tucked in gently. A glass of water and a tablet sitting on a single tissue, is left on my bedside table, the noodles and tea pushed to the side slightly.

The green, plastic bag is hiding behind all of this and I find myself, unconsciously reaching out and grasping the small toy with the my fingers.

A quiet knock suddenly break the calm silence in my room, and I jerk my head to the door.

My voice is husky as I speak,"Come in."

What if it is Hoseok? The thought makes me fist the bedsheets in my clenched hands, sweat breaking out against my forehead. He will hit me the moment he sees me, I know it.

But it's not him.

It's Jin.

He is standing shyly at the doorframe, hidden by the half closed door, hand still grasping the doorknob.

"Hi."

I look up at him through my eyelashes, a warm smile growing on my lips,"Hi."

He made me feel safe. Wanted even.

And I yearned to feel more of that. To feel the need of another for my presence.

Jin clears his throat as he takes a hesitant step into the dark room, closing the door lightly behind him,"How are you feeling, Tae?"

My cheeks warm at the use of my nickname and my grin widens,"Good."

He frowns as he sits at the foot of my bed, his eyes washing over me.

"You sure?"

"Y-Yeah."

He frowns, an eyebrow raising as he glances down at my long sleeves,"It's a bit hot for long sleeves, don't you think?"

A replay of what Jungkook had said. I laugh nervously, tugging at the hem of my sleeves, making sure that they covered everything from my wrists below.

"No, it's honestly p-pretty cold."

A worried frown tugs down at his lips and he reaches out, placing the back of his hand against my forehead,"You aren't burning up, thank God."

I wince as a sudden sharp pain blooms at the side of my head, my hands flying to rub the area.

Jin is quick to grab the glass and tablet, pushing it into my hands,"Oh my God, I forgot! I'm so sorry! I was supposed to give you those before, it'll help the pain."

I take the tablet and water thankfully, swallowing and drinking quickly,"Thank you, hyung."

He shoots me a smile,"It's alright, Tae."

Tae.

There it was again.

My nickname.

My whole body tingles in delight at the sound of it. It was one of the most comfortable ways of someone addressing me, and there was no doubt that I loved it.

A silence takes over the conversation. A comfortable one though.

"Hey Tae?"

"Hmm?"

A concerned smile paints his lips as he twists around until he is fully facing me,"You know I'm here for you, whenever you need to talk, right?"

I can only stare at him, eyes brimmed with tears and heart heavy.

"T-Thank you. Thank you so much, hyung."

And he smiles, pulling me into his arms, mumbling comforting words as I cry.

Cry for this man's unbelievable kindness.

Cry for the members unbelievable kindness.

Cry for the broken part of me.

Cry for the cruel beauty of life.

Of fate.

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Jin stays with me for the rest of the day.

We watch kdramas that leaves us in tears, eat bowls and bowls of food that left us groaning in slight discomfort, joke until our stomachs ache and smile until our cheeks hurt.

I had never had so much fun in my life before. Never had someone treated me so nicely before.

It was a change. The good kind, however.

I just wished it lasted. Namjoon's loud voice travels up the stairs and creeps into my room, rattling the desks and bed.

"Dinner is ready bitches! Come eat the best shit I made with my bare fucking hands!"

Jin rolls his eyes,"He cooked? Please, I bet he ordered takeout. The man breaks everything he touches. I bet he would end up burning down the whole kitchen if he tried to toast his bread."

"Just the kitchen?"

He snorts,"Probably the whole neighbourhood."

I laugh and agree with him, the smile never leaving my lips.

Jin lets out a tired sigh as he rises to his feet, throwing a hand out for me,"C'mon lets go eat."

Fatass.

This time it isn't V who speaks but me.

V hadn't spoken much during Jin's entire stay. I had sensed him stirring slightly but he didn't comment or add in a nasty insult at all.

I force a smile as I look up at him,"I'm okay. I'm not really hungry."

"But you haven't eaten the whole day? Not even the noodles I made for you? Do you not like it?"

I hadn't eaten since Jungkook had caught me strangling myself. For some reason the new insult that seemed to hurt the most was 'fat'.

I am thankful however that there is a way to get ride of the extra fat that latched onto my huge body.

Not eating.

Or starving myself as some may say.

My stomach which had first roared and screamed in protest, feeling as though someone had poured burning water against it had dulled to an occasional throb.

"No it's not that!"I exclaimed, alarmed at him for declaring such thing.

Jin's cooking was exceptional. Too good even. It was taking all my will to not reach over and finish the the bowl in a span of two seconds.

"Then you'll eat it, even if I have to shove a spoon down your throat to make you."

I whine, pushing myself further into the blankets as I pout.

Jin huffs, picking up the bowl in his hands as he works the chopsticks to hold a large feeding of noddles in them.

Holding them in mid air he fixes me with a terrifying glare, shaking the bowl insistingly before me, a few strings of noodle even falling to the floor but he takes no notice.

"Eat. The. Noodles."

I nod quickly, opening my mouth as he shoves it into my mouth. I immediately moan at the tastes that burst against my tongue, closing my eyes as I allow my body to sink into the bed.

"Shoo gwoosh." (soo good)

Jin smirks smugly,"I know but don't speak with your mouth full. It's seriously disgusting."

I grin,"Swowy." (sorry)

He rolls his eyes, a faint smile lining his lips.

"JINNIE! THE FUCK YOU AT? COME EAT SOME GOOD SHIT!"

Jin throws me a sheepish smile as he rises to his feet, setting the bowl on the table,"Sorry. I have to go now. You better eat all of that though."

I nod as he smoothes the creases on the bed sheets,"Oh okay."

He suddenly leans down, pressing his lips against my forehead as he brushes my hair,"Goodnight, Taehyung."

My cheeks are flushed bright pink as he laughs at me, before disappearing past the door.

And for some reason I do eat the noodles. And the tea.

For some reason I don't stumble to the toilet and vomit out the contents of my stomach.

For some reason I fall asleep, a goofy smile displayed on my lips.

And for some reason there are no nightmares.

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That's it for the double update! Hope you all enjoyed it! You never know I might update again on Tae's actual birthday, tomorrow.

I'm practically updating daily on this book, lol.

But again, huge happy birthday for our lil' baby, Kim Taehyung. I already wrote a whole letter to you so I won't bore you guys to death about how much I love him!

I LOVE YOU AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 😘