Every Time, It's Still You [TaeHyung]

Who I Need

Recap:
In my sleep, I started hearing noises. sshk sshk. What is that noise? It wouldn't stop. It woke me up.

That's when I saw her.
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My roommate, the one that hated me with a passion. She was next to me, while I was sleeping. Her eyes were glowing under the moonlight. I was terrified.

I scanned her. She had one lock of my hair in one hand and sharp scissor in another. I sat up abruptly at the implications.

"W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I screamed at her. When I sat up, the usual heavy hair didn't hit my back. Instead, it tickled my neck.

My hands shook as I reached for my hair. It was gone. She had cut it all the way to my shoulder.

My once long wait was now laid across my bed like decoration. Tears and fear blurred my vision as I looked down and touched it.

I reached for my phone, grabbing it for emergency and bursting out the door. The look of anger in my roommate's eyes didn't change. She kept a constant pierce coming my way.

I ran, not looking back. I ran as far as I could. To the safest place that came to mind. Our spot. That's right. The spot TaeHyung and I meet. No one will find me there.

I ran harder, fear pushing me forward. I had no shoes on but the sting of my feet hitting the cold floor didn't bother me.

I sat down in the spot. I curled myself up into a ball, trying to feel safe. It wasn't working. I cried. I couldn't hold it back.

Where am I? I'm so alone. Why did I come here? I don't belong here... I want to go home. I want to feel safe... I'm cold... it's so cold.

I need someone... someone I can trust... Ah I'm so cold... why is the world so cold?

I shakily pulled my phone up to my eyes. My eyes wouldn't focus. I started blacking out. I blinked my tears away, using my tears to help rid them. Before my vision was completely gone, I called a number. The only person in all of Korea I trusted.

"Hello?" Ah... his voice, it's warm. I couldn't say anything, words didn't want to come out. I burst into tears.

"O-Oppa" I sounded out with difficulty. The tears that choked my voice were more prominent than my own voice.

"Byul-ah! What's wrong? What happened? Hello? MoonByul where are you?!?" He erupted with questions. I couldn't answer anything through my tears.

"MoonByul, where are you?" He asked again, a little calmer. His voice almost broke over the phone.

"Our spot" I told him, trying my best to not let my tears slur my speech.

"Don't worry, I'm coming!" He didn't cut the line. "Hey, I'm going out." I heard him say to someone. I kept the phone held up to my ear as I stayed in a ball position.

I closed my eyes, listening to his voice, his movements. He was running. I could tell by the air hitting the phone, his hard footsteps and his huffing. He was running hard.

A few minutes of running, I heard the door slam open. I knew it had to be him. I pulled my head up, not changing ball formation.

"Oppa?" I called out, scanning the area for him. He appeared out of the corner, sweating and huffing for air.

The moment he saw me, his eyes went straight for my hair. He knew instantly what happened. He gasped, his faced contorted in anger, confusion and sadness.

My tears opened another floodgate when I saw him. I pouted, trying to hold it back, but to no avail. He jumped to me, sitting down next to me and pulling me into his lap.

My face was tucked into his chest as I wailed my heart out. My shaky body was calmed by him. He patted my back softly, calming my heart.

As he held me close, he started singing. Ah, his deep yet soft voice was so warm, so calming, so sweet. This is what I needed. This is who I needed. TaeHyung is who I needed.

I fell asleep without knowing. Completely lulled to sleep by his sweet voice. I hugged him tight, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"I'll keep you safe my love." I heard him say, as I travelled to my dreamworld.
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[EXTRA SCENE]
"My girl" (Kim TaeHyung POV)

After meeting up with MoonByul today, I went straight back to work. BTS is recoding for Hello Superman and recording usually lasts around 6-7 hours. We're on break right now because it's half time.

I'm so tired... i need some energy. I looked down at my hand, catching a glimpse of the ring. Ah, there you are, my energizer.

"TaeHyung! Your girl is calling!" Jimin called out to me, holding my phone. I gestured for him to throw it over.

It really was MoonByul... whys she calling so late at night? Hehe... does she want me to spend the night? 😏

"Hello?" I answered. No response came over the phone other than sniffles and gasps for air. Is she crying?

"O-Oppa" she said with a nasally voice, before returning to sniffling and gasping. I panicked. She was crying. Did someone hurt her? What happened to her? I went into panic mode.

"Byul-ah! What's wrong? What happened? Hello? MoonByul where are you?!?" I spurt out a million questions. My heart was racing, I need to get to her.

"MoonByul, where are you?" I asked again, calming myself down.

"Our spot" she said, finally. That's all I need. I know where she is. I need to get to her fast.

"Don't worry, I'm coming!" I told her, trying to calm her down a bit. I put my phone down, gripping it tightly.

"Hey, I'm going out." I screamed out before running. Everyone in the room looked over shocked. "What? We're in the middle of filming!" HoSeok Hyung yelled back.

I didn't bother replying. I ran. Running would be faster than taking a car since the filming studio was close to BigHit. I ran harder than I ever did before. What if she was in pain? What if she was hurt? I need to hurry.

I reached our spot. The lights were off. Before I could turn them on, a familiar voice called out to me.

"Oppa?" I knew exactly where she was. I ran over. She was in sitting on the floor with her arms tightly wrapped around her knees. She didn't have shoes on. Her feet were blistered and bleeding a bit.

She looked up at me with puffy red eyes. That's when I saw. Her hair. It was almost completely cut off. Two thirds of it was sitting on her shoulders while the rest hung behind her ears in its normal length.

No way. Who did this to her? Her hair means so much to her. Why would someone do this? I want to kill the person who touched my MoonByul.

She pouted as she started crying. Tears running down her cheeks endlessly. I ran and sat down next to her, pulling her close. Her small structure fit into mine like a puzzle piece. Her tears wet my chest as she cried out loud.

I patted her back, trying to calm her down.
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