[Taehyung ff] Don't

Chapter 1

You have just graduated from school and your university transferred you to Korea to work for a number of Kpop entertainment companies. You're going to work with Kpop groups and their film crew as an assistant. The pay isn't really high but they're going to give you a place to live in. You looked at your timetable
You- "okay so first I'm going to BigHit entertainment. I will try my best and work hard."

When you arrived in Korea, you waited for a taxi. When you catched one you got inside and asked the driver to take you to the place where you are going to live.

You looked around. You took the paper from your pocket and checked which floor are you living in
You- "I like this place. Okay so I'm in unit 914 on the 53rd floor."

When you found your apartment you took the key and unlocked the door. You went in and looked around.
You- "wow.. this looks so cool. Look at the view and everything!"

After you were down with checking the apartment, you went to your bedroom and unzipped your lugguage. You put everything in to the big white closet. Then you went to the bathroom and tried to work out how-to use the washing machine.

After you figured it out you went to the kitchen. Looking into the empty fridge you decided to go to supermarket to buy food and other stuffs.
You- "I have bread, cereal oh and milk. And I need shampoo. Maybe I can buy something when I start my work next week."
You paid for the things and went out of the store.

It's really late. You walked in a dark small street. It was a short-cut through the main road where your place is. It was freezing cold and you were shaking a little bit. Everything was silent. You only heard your footsteps until you heard heavy panting in front of you. Looking at the dark shadow your recognized that it was a human being. You slumped against the wall. You started to walk faster. When you got closer you noticed that it's a young man. Half of his face was covered by his hoodie, he somehow looked familiar. You just stand there, until it hit you..
You- "aren't you..Kim Taehyung, from BTS?.."
You have watched their music videos recently. You're not really a fan but you have watched their music videos enough to recognize their faces.
You carefully bend down to where he was sitting. He was wearing a dirty hoodie and scuffed shoes just like he has fighted. You carefully lifted his hood. He flinched. His flawless skin looks grey and he had a blood-shot and his eyes were lined with dark circles. As you try to lift him up you catch a glimpse of his arm covered with deep cuts and bruises.
You- "are you o-okay? What happened?"
He takes a while to answer
Taehyung- "g-get away from me..I-I don't need y-your help.."
He said quietly with deep voice. His drunken eyes were tearing up. You had taken steps back because of what he said but you still wanted to help, you didn't want to leave him there just like that. You took my phone to call for an ambulance.
You- "you need to go to a hospital.."
Taehyung looked that you with empty face.
Taehyung- "don't call.. my career will..b-be over if anyone k-knows.."
His pain in his voice made you lut your phone away.
You- "how about your agency building?"
Taehyung- "I'm not f-f**king going i-in there, I c-can't.."
You don't know him well But you still wanted to help him and get him out of the freezing cold air.
Taehyung- "go a-away..pretend you never saw m-me..I d-don't need your f**king pity.."
He has nowhere to go. You can't leave him there.
You thought for few minutes..
You- "you could come in my apartment then? You can stay there until you are okay."
Taehyung's shoulders relaxed and sigh of relief escapes his soft and pinky lips.
You took that as a yes and lifted him up. His body was really cold.
You gently helped Taehyung to walk and stay in his feeds. Then you made your way back home.

Finally..after few minutes you were home. You opened the door and got inside with Taehyung. You closed the door and walked into the living room. You put Taehyung in the sofa. You turned the heater on and wrapped blankets around Taehyung. He seems comfortable sleeping on a soft surface. You wanted to ask many questions about the situation earlier. You sighed and went to the bathroom to was up. After that you put your pajama on. You went to the kitchen and put the groceries away. You went to the living room and sit next to him and gently wiping his injuries.
You- "he really is beautiful even with these cuts and wounds.."
After you wiped his face you got up.
You walked to your bedroom and fell asleep really fastly.

To Be Continued ...