Assistant Manager (Taehyung x Reader)

"I'm Coming"

~A day later~

~Your dad's P.O.V~

I had hurried to the hospital that my wife told me where my daughter was. I frantically waved my hand until a taxi finally decided to approach me; I nearly shouted at the person too. When I was finally there, I ran inside. My suitcase was unable to keep up with me. I felt it tilt from side to side as I ran, and I tried my hardest to keep it steady. In my fail attempt, my suitcase started getting dragged from behind me. I rushed past people, they ask if I needed help but I ignored them. The person at the counter ask for me to sign in, but I ignored them too. I ran to the room, and soon I was there. My old body was tired and exhausted. I stood outside the room, thinking about whether or not I wanted to see my daughter. Some thoughts started filling my head, my daughter having IV tubes in her wrist, and a ventilator covering her mouth. The thought made me sink into a depressed state. Even if I hoped that it wasn't true, when the door was open, it became unbearable. My eyes began to fill up with tears, while they continued to be glued to my daughter. With heavy steps, I started walking into the room. The suitcase, now, slowly followed behind me. I removed my grip from the suitcase and stumbled to my daughter, completely denying any access to anything else to enter my sight. My eyes laid upon her face, it was calm yet in pain. "Y/N," I called out, but I knew there was no way that she would respond. I placed my hand on her cheek, and used my thumb to slowly caress her cheek.

Then a hand landed on my shoulder, and I turned. It was my wife, a smile was on her face- a weak smile that was. She started to wipe away my tears. "I'm sorry... this was all my fault. I should have kept a better eye on her," she said, her smile slowly losing it's form. "Don't blame yourself. How could you know this would happen?" I tried to reassure my lovely wife, but I was in the mood to cry. "It's not her fault," I heard, making me turn. "Ah, Byung-Hee. I didn't know you were here," I said. Byung-Hee got up from the chair. "It's all my fault. You shouldn't blame yourself, Mrs. L/N. I was drunk and wanted to talk to her, but I forgot she didn't want anything to do with me. It was my fault that she fell out of the window..." his face darkened at his own words. Then I watched him bow, tempted to apologize for what he did. "I'm so sorry, Mr. L/N. Please, if you need to, sue me. It's all my fault, I was the one who put your daughter in this state. If I stayed away, none of this would happen," he was stiff and in pain. "Stand up straight, it's not because of any of you. Please don't blame yourselves, and make yourself feel more guilty than you already have. I understand what mistakes are, since I make them as well. But I'm glad you apologized, and that's all I need to hear. For now, let's just hope she has a easy recovery. We can only hope for the best," I turned my attention to Y/N. I wonder how long it will continue to pain me to look at her like this.

~Taehyung's P.O.V.~

"Are you sure you want to go alone?" Kim asked with concern. I nodded, "Of course. I'll be fine. You guys need to stay back and practice. I promise that I'll practice when I'm gone. I won't be slacking, simply because I won't be here to practice. So, don't worry about me." But, the members and Kim kept giving an unsure expression. They insisted that they wanted to come along. But I wouldn't let them, because I know that they're busy. Even though I was also busy, I didn't want to be a bad boyfriend. I wanted to see Y/N even if it would be hard for me to see her like that. As a boyfriend, it was my duty to be there when my girlfriend needs me. "Alright, if you're so sure about it. You need to stay with Y/N until she fully recovers. It'll be okay if we do the comeback later then planned. Right now, it's more important for you to be with your girlfriend," Namjoon patted my shoulder. "Go to the freaking plane, and freaking go to her already," Yoongi said. I nodded and smiled. "Thank you guys for understanding, I'll be sure to update you about her condition," I said before turning, and going to catch my flight. "Have a safe flight, Taehyung!" I heard all of them shout in unison.

Soon I was looking out the window of the airplane, seeing myself being lifted away from Seoul. This time I wasn't with the other members, I was flying to America alone. I turned my attention to the stuffed animal that was sitting right next to me. "I'm glad you decided to come along," and once more, I was talking to the dinosaur like it could talk back. People around me were probably looking at me, and thinking I was crazy. But I didn't mind, talking to the Rawr helped me get my mind off of things. It helped me calm myself when I knew the matter at hand. After a while, I plugged in my headphones, and started listening to my music. My attention was drawn back to the window. Some thoughts of Y/N started running through my head. Her hand resting in mines as we walked, her hair beautifully placed on her shoulders and the way it gracefully falls off her shoulders when she's filling out papers, the way she makes complete eye contact with me, her smile glowing at each word that escaped my mouth, the laugh that appears whenever I'm acting silly, and the voice that always enchants me when it leaves her precious lips. For a second, I felt like crying at the thought of her being in a coma. But I knew that Y/N will fight, and she'll eventually wake up. Her words will enchant and her smile will enchant me again. For now, I needed to prepare myself for when I see her in the hospital. I was only hoping that I can contain the image of her.

"I'm coming, Y/N."

I hoped you enjoyed!
~XutieMiako