Chief Kim / Kim Taehyung Ff

50. A Brush with Fate.

As Taehyung lay on his bed, his thoughts drifted to y/n. Yoongi had informed him that she cried a lot upon learning about his injury. Despite his worry, he felt a sense of anticipation to see her again in two days.

The following morning, y/n rose earlier than anyone else, her heart filled with the eager anticipation of seeing her Taetae. Concern weighed heavily on her mind, and she couldn't shake off the worry for him.

Jin noticed her restlessness as she pushed around her breakfast, lost in her thoughts. With a gentle pat on her head, Jin reassured her, "y/n! Eat your food. Trust me, your Taetae is on his way back, and he's already back to his mischievous self, irritating Yoongi."

Y/n managed a small smile and nibbled on her food, her mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Taehyung. Before leaving home with Jin, she hastily stuffed her pockets with chocolates, a token of her affection for Taetae. Clutching onto Jin's hand tightly, she made her way to the hospital, ascending to the 6th floor where Taehyung's private room awaited her visit.

As she stepped into the room, Yoongi stood tall in his coat, while Taehyung sat on the bed, adorned in hospital attire, his shoulders bandaged and one arm supported by a sling, the other encased in a cast and binder.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she instinctively covered her face with her sweater paws, tears flowing freely as she beheld him , bursting into a river of tears.

Jin, Yoongi, and Taehyung couldn't help but be moved by her reaction, sharing an endearing "aww" as they watched her tender display of affection. Taehyung himself couldn't resist echoing the sentiment. With a gentle smile, Jin guided her toward Taehyung's bedside, offering comfort and solace as she cried out in relief and concern.

As Yoongi reassured her, his voice laced with warmth, "Y/n, come on, see Taetae is fine!" He gently nudged her forward, guiding her toward Taehyung's bed.

Taehyung's soothing voice followed, "Y/n, I'm fine! You came to see me, right? Look, I'm fine."

Jin, unable to contain his amusement, chuckled softly at her reaction. He gestured for her to sit on Taehyung's bed, offering her comfort and support as she continued to cry, her face still shielded.

With laughter in their eyes, Yoongi and Jin stepped out of the room, leaving Y/n and Taehyung together. Jin had duties to attend to, needing to register himself for duty, while Yoongi prepared to sign off for the day.

Taehyung gently lifted her hand from her face, urging her to meet his gaze.

His heart skipped a beat as he beheld the most adorable sight of his life. Y/n's doe eyes were brimming with tears, her red nose and pink lips adding to her endearing vulnerability. With each sniffle, her emotions spilled over.

He couldn't help but notice her attire—a huge pink sweater complemented by black leggings and white shoes. Her hair, partly tied back, cascaded in soft waves around her face. In that moment, she appeared more beautiful than anything he had ever seen.

Taehyung felt his heart overflow with affectionate awe.

Taehyung smiled warmly as she wiped away her tears with her sweater paws, her touch gentle as she reached for his cast. "I'm okay, y/n, please don't cry," he whispered softly. Y/n nodded, her tears drying up as she cutely wiped them away.

As she examined his cast, she typed on her phone, her concern evident: "Does it hurt a lot? There are so many bandages!" Her gaze was tender as she gently caressed his cast.