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Author pov

He kneels on his knees taking out the pair of heels and keeping it in front of her. She looks at him shocked.

"What's with that face. Now wear these."
He says and sits back at his place.

"These are pretty but-"

He glares at her and leans in towards her ear, whispering.

"It's only for today. From tomorrow you won't contact me or I will contact you ever again." Taehyung said and leaned his back onto the bar table.

He sipped on his drink. He was sober yesterday but now for his confidence to fake things needed the desperate help of alcohol.

When y/n looks at him, takes the glass from his hand and keeps it on the table.

"Hey! Give my glass back." He looks at her with frowned eyebrows.

"Try to be sober. Tonight you don't need this, you are strong." She says in a slight tone with a small grin on her face. That rang in his ears making his heart beat fasten.

He could feel, it pumping. He lightly held his chest. And got up and walked away from her.

Leaving her confused. She tried to ask him by calling his name but Taehyung just ran away.

He enters the restroom, locking the door behind him and starts taking heavy breaths.

He closes his eyes.

"Is she hurt? "A young boy says while wiping his tears looking at the doctor's.

"You don't need this, you are strong." A woman looks at the boy's innocent face and caresses his cheeks while he sits beside her on her bed.

"Kid don't come here she's critical, right now." The nurse tried to stop him.

"I'm sorry, Jiwoo." The man held the women's hand. And cried.

"I'm sorry, Ji-eun."

Taehyung opens his eyes. Which were now filled with tears. He didn't knew when he started tearing up.

He remembers all of it. His unlucky past.
Those words, he felt his whole body collapse.

He felt he will faint anytime. He goes near the basin, turning on the tap he splashs the cold water to his face.

He wipes his face and runs out of the restroom. Going near the bar only to find y/n, trying not to dooze off.

He looks at her and rushes out of the Hall as soon as possible.

"Hey you alright? What-" Taehyung doesn't let's her speak and keeps hurrying through the crowd.

He didn't say a word and left without her. Leaving everyone confused.

Y/n looked at him leaving, she didn't knew what she had to do now. As he left her in between of the party.

She felt embarrassed and flustered. She couldn't help but call, his brother. She dialed his number, but before she called him.

"Y/n? "

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Taehyung pov

"No mom I'm not your strong son anymore." I said in a low voice tearing.

I stood in front my mothers grave. It's been 7 months I'm trying to avoid coming here. Whenever, I feel I'm not strong.

I'm trying to pretend, I'm strong enough. But I gave up. Tonight.

"I loved her mom, I gave her all of me. Don't I deserve to get the same back. Why did she leave me and chose him." I fell to my knees. I bend down, touching my forehead to the ground crying all of me out.

It's been few hours I was crying all of my soul. And drinking the alcohol which was in my car. I took a sip as I layed beside my mother's grave.

When I heard my phone ring. I looked at the screen but, I couldn't see who was calling like I felt everything was blur.

Picking the call up, I said a hello to the person.

"Where are you, Taehyung!!" I heard Namjoon yell.

"Hyung, I'm not strong." I whispered. I cold feel him sigh in sadness. Knowing his heart soften hearing me.

Not in my right state of mind. I started laughing at all of it, at myself how I failed.

"Send me your location, wait tell me where you are, I will come to take you?" Namjoon asked.

"No." I yelled denying his offer.

"I can come by myself. I am sober not that drunk."

"No you are not. And don't you dare to drive Kim Taehyung! I'm warning-"

I hung up his call. I'm capable enough to drive, but fell to the ground while I tried to get up. Groaning in pain, I massaged my head to ease the headache I started feeling.

"Don't try too hard."

Hearing a voice, I shot my head up looking at the person in front of me.

"You shouldn't had ran like that leaving your date alone, Tae."

He forwarded his hand, in front of me.

I had nothing to react but, just be surprised at the time.

"Why the fuck are you here, Jeon Jungkook?" All I said and glared at him, the only person I didn't want to see after all, not even at my death.

Turing my head to the left looking at the grave again, I got up on my own.

Dusting my pants and suit, I looked at him with the deadliest look ever.

"Here to help you." He said and took his hand back.

"Help me? Huh. Shouldn't you be fucking her right now?" I mocked at his words.

"I'm not here to fight, I'm here to help you, Taehyung after someone asked me too." He said.

I looked at him, knowing the whom he was referring to but didn't show it on my face, keeping it cold.

"Where is she?" I asked him. When he sighed and he looked at his car.

"She slept on our way to find you. She looked pale and tired."

"Pale and Tried when did you consult her?, trying to steal another woman?"

"I didn't steal."

"You fucking did." I pushed him aside and headed to his car. Opening the back door, I looked at y/n sleeping peacefully at the back.

"Such an.. damn how's she's so light."

I mumbled to myself as I lifted her in my arms and took her to my car, placing her on the passenger seat. I slowly closed the door.

I got into the driver seat, and fastening my seat belt and looked at her.

I bend over to make her wear the seatbelt as well. As I moved closer to her keeping safe distance. I could feel her soft breathing hit my cheeks and my face to her face.

I closed my eyes, trying not to think anything on his words after fixing the seatbelt, But I couldn't resist and taking a look at her, I really noticed her pale and tired.

But not wasting anymore time, I backed up, on my seat, and starting the engine. I took a last look at him.

Standing near his car, leaning on the Bonet of his car. While he stared at me.

Ignoring his presence yet. I started driving out the grave yard.

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I slowly got out of the car. Now the headache feels much worst.

Opening the passenger seat door. I looked at her sleeping peacefully. I sighed picking her up in my arms again, i walked into the mansion.

Walking up stairs, carrying her to the guest room. Entering the room, I placed her on the bed.

Coming out of the room. I closed the door behind me. And walked into my room. Taking a quick shower knowing I lost myself.

Heading out of the bathroom, I fell on the bed and closed my eyes.

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Author pov

Taehyung opened his eyes when he heard someone screaming. He opened the his room door.

Entering the guest room where he had heard the noises. He saw y/n on the floor, hugging her knees and crying.

"Don't leave us, please." She mumbled under her sobs. She looked up when she heard the door open and Taehyung staring at her.

"What happened to you?" He asked trying to understand. He came near y/n and bend down to get level.

"They left us. They left us alone all these years." She sobed.

After seeing her condition, his eyes kinda soften he felt his heart beat when he saw tears flowing down the cheeks. Her nose red due to all the crying.

He knew he wasn't someone who can comfort anyone. He never was. But for some reason after seeing y/n, he wanted to felt to be one, for her.

He pulled her slowly towards him, near his chest. In a attempt to make her feel comfortable and warm. His hand went behind her head and another caressed her back.

Y/n didn't hug him back which made him feel she wasn't comfortable. So he was about to get up.

When he felt her arms sneak around his waist and hugging him back. Taehyung isn't a big hugger but he felt it.

He felt her warm, her tears making his shirt wet, her sniffing on his chest. Those sensetions.

He closed his eyes and hugged her back. And whispered "Please calm down, I'm here with you y/n."

They were still hugging went suddenly he felt her grip lossen around him and he felt her collapse in his arms.

Immediately pulling away from her, he looks at her face when he notices her nose had started bleeding.

Which left hims stunned. He didn't knew what to do, immediately picking his phone be called for his butler.

Lifting her up in his arms. His throat went dry when he didn't feel any movement from her.

After such a long period he felt fear. The fear of losing.

"I'm here. Open your eyes. For me please."

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