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In White Houses

Ch.17

The ground was muddy and I honestly didn't care if I got mud on my sandals, I'm already wet and dirty. Taehyung and I were walking to the parking lot to see if the gang was still here somewhere. The lot was empty with few unknown cars, "Welp, they left." I sigh wiping the wet strands of hair away from my face.

"this is going to suck," Taehyung said walking next to me, "what?" "Driving my motorcycle on this cool night in wet clothes," I looked over to the other side of the lot and saw his black motorcycle parked isolated from other the other cars. We walked over to it and he got on it starting the engine.

"Last time I was on this thing I almost flew away from your crazy driving," I rolled my eyes, "Well you don't have to get on, you could just walk." He smirked at me, I sigh getting on clenching my arms around his waist, "I won't go so fast then," he looks back at me winking.




We arrived at the hotel and my face was turning need from all the stares the people and employees were giving us. We both looked like hell. Taehyung paid no mind to the gazes. We headed up to our apartment waiting for everyone especially Jin to probably scold us. As the elevator doors opened the TV light from the living room shined through the kitchen dining room area. We walked in and saw everyone was either asleep on the couch or floor.

I looked over to Taehyung who was heading up the stairs, I guess it's a great idea to get out of these clothes before I get sick. I walked into the hall bathroom and turned on the shower, stepping in feeling the warm water running down my cold body. The warm sensation easing my mind. I lightly bathe my skin watching mud and dirt going down the drain, my skin finally feeling fresh and clean again. I winced at the pain on my knees where my bruises were, it was still slightly red.

I got out of the shower finally feeling clean and put on pajamas which were shorts and a tank top. I quietly walked out to the kitchen to get some ice to put on my knees, I rummage through the freezer to put some ice in a ziplock bag. As I turned around I caught myself from screaming out as Taehyung was standing right behind me sipping on a glass of water. "what the hell Teahyung!?" I loud whispered holding my chest. He smirked, "sorry,"



He walked over and sat on the counter watching me as I lightly placed the ice on my sore bruises. I groaned, "fuck this hurts, I don't know how I'm going to be able to dance in the next few days." He said nothing and looked down to watch his feet swinging back and forth on the edge of the counter. His bangs were covering part of his eyes from his damp hair, Jesus he's pretty hot....from this angle. I must not be feeling well, I kind of feel weird.

"Well, I guess I'll go to bed," I said slowly standing up, he looked over at me seeing me trying to walk without the pain. He jumps down from the counter and walks over to me, "let me help," he whispers, he then lifts me up carrying me bridal style to my room, my eyes wide the whole time. He lays me down on my bed putting the covers on me then turns around to walk out, "Taehyung..." I called after him, he stops midway to the door and turns around, "Don't leave yet." I bit my bottom lip. He walks over and kneels beside my bed, "What is it?" yes Minjoo, what is it that you want from Taehyung?



"I uh.." I don't know why I called him over, I'm not exactly sure what I want from him, but I just don't want him to leave me alone. "I.." I started to feel weird, because next thing I know I'm shivering under the covers, "I'm...cold." I said as my teeth began to chatter. Taehyung sucks his teeth and placed a hand on my forehead, he cursed under his breath and got up to leave the room. My body was shaking uncontrollably as I never felt this cold before.



Taehyung came back into the room with a giant blanket, a glass of water and a bottle of pills. "Here take this," he said handing over a pill, "What is it?" I asked not opening my eyes, "Ibuprofen for your fever," He gently sat me up and place the pill between my lips and gave me the glass of water to drink. After I swallowed it he carefully laid me back down, "I'm s-still cold," "Hold on," he grumbled, placing the thick blanket on top of my covers. I felt a bit warm but still had the urge to shake. "Taehyung," I whispered, my mouth was under the blanket I couldn't open my eyes to look at him, my head was hot and I felt a bit nauseous.

"I don't want you to leave me," At this point, I have no idea what I'm saying my fever was taking control of my mind. He didn't answer me or anything, I was just expecting to hear the door close as he leaves but instead, I felt weight next to me on my bed and an arm pulling me in. Oh my god, he is in my bed cuddling me. I had the strength to slightly open my eyes, I saw him facing me staring right at me, I wonder if I am blushing. "Go to sleep," he whispers, I slowly nodded and closed my eyes and just like that, I was drifting off to sleep.



3rd person

Taehyung watches her as she fell asleep, feeling her small warm breath breathing on the side of his neck. His body stiffens as he tries not to think too hard about lying next to a girl he finds very beautiful. His eyes trailed down to her chest, seeing her cleavage exposed from her tank top as she was lying on her side. "Jesus Christ" he whispers, he grunted turning over facing the opposite direction, 'this is fucking torture' he thought.

As he was about to close his eyes he felt her hot body against his back, her arm around him, she got a strong hold of him, "eomma," she murmurs, it was clear to him she was talking in her sleep, "I...really miss you eomma." Taehyung hesitantly held her hand which was on his chest, "I...love you eomma." She breathes out. Taehyung felt the same sadness as she felt impounding his heart. They were both dealing a lost but both grieving it a different way. He rubbed the top of her hand in a circular motion.

A small tear left Taehyungs eyes as he closes it drifting off to sleep.

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