💜 NIGHT AFTER HOSPITAL 🌙
The ride back home was quiet.
You leaned back in the seat.
Eyes half closed.
Your fingers—
Still lightly holding his sleeve.
You didn't even realise it.
But Taehyung did.
He looked down once.
At your hand.
Small.
Weak.
Holding him like…
it was natural.
He didn't move.
Didn't remove it.
Just drove.
Silently.
💜 HOME
He opened the door.
"You can walk?" Taehyung said.
You nodded slightly.
Y/n said weakly, "Yeah…"
But the moment you stepped—
You stumbled.
Before you could fall—
He held you.
Firmly.
One hand around your arm.
"Careful."
His voice was low.
You looked up.
For a second—
Your faces were close.
Too close.
But you were too tired to react.
You just nodded.
💜 ROOM
He helped you sit on the bed.
You leaned back immediately.
Eyes closing.
"Medicine," he said.
You didn't respond.
Just turned your face slightly.
"I'll take later…"
Taehyung frowned.
Taehyung said, "No. Take it now."
Y/n said softly, "I don't feel like…"
A pause.
Then—
He brought water.
Sat in front of you.
Held the medicine out.
"Take it."
This time—
His voice wasn't cold.
Just…
firm.
You slowly took it.
Without arguing.
💜 SMALL CARE 👀
He adjusted your pillow.
Pulled the blanket over you.
Carefully.
Like he didn't want to wake you—
even though you were awake.
You noticed.
But didn't say anything.
Because even this much—
felt new.
💜 MIDNIGHT
You woke up suddenly.
Breathing uneven.
Your body burning.
"Ah…"
You held your head.
Fever had increased.
You tried to sit up.
But couldn't.
At the same time—
Taehyung, on the couch—
opened his eyes.
He heard it.
He stood up quickly.
Walked to you.
Taehyung said, "What happened?"
Y/n said weakly, "Head… hurts…"
He touched your forehead.
Hot.
Too hot.
His expression changed instantly.
"Wait."
He brought a wet cloth.
Sat beside you.
Placed it gently on your forehead.
💜 THE MOMENT 😭
You didn't think.
Didn't realise.
You just—
moved closer.
Rested your head slightly against his arm.
Like before.
Like it felt safe.
He froze.
For a second.
Then—
He didn't move away.
💜 HIS SIDE
He looked at you.
Your face pale.
Eyes half closed.
Breathing uneven.
And for the first time—
He didn't feel anger.
Didn't feel irritation.
Just—
concern.
Real.
💜 YOUR SIDE
You whispered softly—
"Don't go…"
Barely audible.
But he heard it.
Clearly.
His grip tightened slightly.
"I'm not going."
He said quietly.
And this time—
He meant it.
💜 EARLY MORNING
You finally slept.
Peacefully.
Still holding onto him.
Your hand resting on his arm.
And he—
Stayed like that.
Didn't move.
Didn't disturb you.
Even when his arm felt numb.
He didn't move.
💜 MORNING LIGHT ☀️
Sunlight entered the room.
You slowly opened your eyes.
Feeling a little better.
And then—
You realised.
You were close.
Too close.
Your head—
Resting against him.
Your hand—
holding him.
You froze.
Pulled back quickly.
Y/n said softly, "Sorry…"
He looked at you.
For a second—
Neither spoke.
Then—
Taehyung said, "You had fever."
Simple.
Like that explained everything.
💜 FINAL SCENE
You nodded.
Didn't say more.
But something had changed.
Small.
Very small.
But real.
Because for the first time—
His presence…
didn't feel distant.