Chief Kim / Kim Taehyung Ff

54. Into the Darkness.

In the dead of night, Taehyung's senses sharpened as a faint noise stirred him from sleep, alerting him to the presence of an intruder. With practiced vigilance, he assessed the situation, his mind racing to decipher the threat in the darkness of the room.

Instinctively, he remained still, his eyes barely open, keenly aware of the vulnerable figure of y/n nestled beside him. As he felt the intruder's stealthy approach and the unsettling prick of a needle against y/n's skin, a surge of protective fury coursed through him.

In an explosive burst of action, Taehyung reacted with lightning speed, wrenching the needle away before it could complete its sinister purpose. With a swift and decisive motion, he subdued the intruder, his body moving with the precision of a well-honed weapon.

As the intruder recoiled from the force of Taehyung's counterattack, the room erupted into a whirlwind of tension and danger. Taehyung's adrenaline-fueled instincts took over, propelling him into action to safeguard y/n from harm, his every movement a testament to his unwavering commitment to her safety.

Taehyung's hands moved swiftly, tearing strips of cloth from the bedsheet to secure the intruder, ensuring he couldn't escape. But his focus was solely on y/n, whose stillness sent panic coursing through him.

With trembling hands, he gently tapped her cheeks, his voice filled with urgency and desperation. "Y/n! Butterfly! Wake up!" he pleaded, his heart pounding with fear as she remained unresponsive.

Turning to the intruder, rage boiled within Taehyung as he demanded answers, his voice laced with fury. "What did you do, you bloody fucker?" But the man lay unconscious, unable to provide any explanation for his sinister actions.

Taehyung's mind raced, his body trembling with anxiety as he tried in vain to rouse y/n from her slumber. With each failed attempt, his sense of helplessness grew, leaving him paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.

With urgency gripping his every movement, Taehyung swiftly bound the intruder with handcuffs and secured him in the washroom. But his attention was solely on y/n, whose worsening condition sent panic coursing through him.

Scooping her fragile form into his arms, Taehyung raced to the car, his heart pounding with fear as he cradled her limp body. With trembling hands, he gently tapped her cheeks, his voice pleading and desperate. "Butterfly! Wake up! Please," he implored, his words tinged with anguish as he watched her lips turn a deadly shade of blue.

Ignoring all traffic laws, Taehyung pushed the car to its limits, his mind consumed with thoughts of getting y/n to the hospital as quickly as possible. Every passing second felt like an eternity as he prayed for her safety, his heart heavy with dread at the uncertainty of what lay ahead.

With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Taehyung fought to maintain control of the car while cradling y/n's head in his trembling hand, desperate to protect her from further harm. But his world shattered when he felt the warmth of blood seeping onto his shirt, a chilling realization of the severity of y/n's condition.

In a moment of panic, Taehyung's grip on the steering wheel faltered, and the car collided with a nearby pole with a deafening thud. His heart seemed to stop as the world spun around him, his mind reeling from the impact. But amidst the chaos, Taehyung summoned every ounce of strength he had left and pushed through the haze of dizziness.

With determination etched on his face, Taehyung restarted the car, his hands shaking as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. The urgency of the situation spurred him on as he pressed onward, each passing moment a testament to his unwavering resolve to get y/n to safety, no matter the cost.