House of Cards {Taehyung x Reader}

Chapter 7

"(f/n)-" I was immediately stopped by Jackie.

"How could you not tell us." She grabbed me and pulled me closer so we could whisper.

"They wouldn't let me.."

"They? Bighit?" Louise joined. I nodded.

"That was their one condition."

"But why didn't you tell us. You know we wouldn't tell people." (f/n) finally spoke.

"Because I knew you'd be mad."

"We're not ma-"

"Yes you are." I cut Jackie off. They all gave each other a knowing look and continued to look at their feet. My phone buzzed and I could hear them sigh, they knew who it was. "Guys I'm really sorry I didn't tell you, I couldn't." Louise was the one to answer.

"I think- I think we just need time." She said cautiously. They still weren't looking at me. My eyes started to blur from fresh tears.

"I'm sorry- I'm so so sorry." I tried to stop them as they packed up to leave. They shoved my attempts away and left together. People watched as I tried to hide the flood of tears. I grabbed my bag and ran out of the building and down the street as fast as I could. My phone buzzed again.

New message)

Sugacane: Are you okay?

Older messages)

TaeBae: How did it go?

Joonie: Did everything go alright?

I clicked on the newest message which happened to be from Yoongi. Hesitantly I typed 'I don't know' and sent it. My tears had blinded me so much I didn't realize how far I had ran. He replied back with an address that I wasn't too far from, without asking I headed over. The thought of school left my mind.

The address led to a buffet. The inside was surprisingly dark but the blue haired boy stuck out like a sore thumb in the corner of the room. I slumped into the seat next to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked again. I shrugged my shoulders and could feel my lip quiver. God I must look like such a baby. He left out a scoff before pulling me in for a hug. I couldn't help but let out the tears that had been fighting for freedom for so long. Being with one of the boys made me feel safe. "Shhhh." He said into my hair.

"Th-They hate me." I said through the tears.

"No they don't. They just need some time to think." He gently stroked my hair while I continued to cry. My tears stained his white shirt but he didn't seem to mind. He reached into his jacket pocket and begun digging around, eventually pulling out a single red lollipop and handed it to me. Without removing my forehead from his chest I took it and shoved it into my mouth and the tears slowly began to calm down.

"Thanks." I sat back in my own chair. "I must look like a mess.." I laughed and wiped off the tears.

"Only a little."

"Hey!" I playfully hit him.

"Joking!" He defended. It got quiet.

"What am I gonna do without you guys." He sat quietly thinking of a response.

"You know if anything ever happens you'll be on the next flight to Korea." I smiled. I've never even been out of California, going to Korea seemed like a dream.

We sat in the buffet for a while until Suga convinced me to come back to the dance studio with him. Once we made it to the studio I snuck in to where I knew the makeup crew was and they happily redid my makeup. The boys were in the middle of a photoshoot when I walked in. I sat next to Jin and J-hope while they waited to be called for their shots. I looked over at Tae who was in the middle of his shoot, suddenly he yelled something in korean at the production crew and they raced over to me.

They lifted me out of the chair and rushed me to hair and makeup.

"What's going on?" They ran around me in circles. They redid my freshly done makeup and curled my hair and finished the look off with a dress that slightly resembled Tae's outfit, thankfully it had long sleeves. I didn't even realize they were pushing me out onto set with Taehyung.

"I'm confused." I turned to him.

"I might have asked to get some shots done with you." He smiled.

"I'm not a model!" I panicked.

"Don't think about it, just pose." He pulled me in closer and I tried to follow his lead. The first few taken were something you'd see in a perfume commercial, they actually weren't terrible. The other boys joined in and it became one giant group photo. It was nice to finally smile.

Suddenly the doors to the room burst open with a dozen reporters, I thought this location was private! Taehyung grabbed me and hid my face in my chest, the rest of the boys blocking the view of. Security guards fought the crowd, trying to get them out of the room. The reporters cameras flashed non-stop and all their questions jumbled together into a loud wave of nonsense. I was finally swept up by two extra guards and taken to a private dressing room.

Shit.

A/N: I can finally get to the interesting parts, thank god. Thanks for reading. Leave a comment telling me what you think! -M