Lying in the middle of the woods, Y/n's body bore the marks of a brutal encounter. Her clothes were torn, her skin marred by bleeding wounds on her knees and arms.
Whimpering in pain, she found herself surrounded by a pack of over ten alpha wolves. The air was thick with their low growls, an ominous symphony that painted a grim picture.
Taehyung awoke to an unexpected sight and instinctively dashed out of his room, urgently calling out for y/n. He hurriedly reached the hotel corridor, abruptly halting in realization. The open door of his room beckoned him to look back. With a mixture of emotions, he reentered and settled onto the couch, burying his face in his hands as he took several deep breaths to steady himself.
Surveying the room, he leaned back on the couch and retrieved his phone from the table.
His phone's screen displayed an overwhelming flood of notifications—150 in total, all from y/n. The notifications included over 80 missed calls and more than 70 messages. Opening the chat, he found a series of messages inundating the screen:
"Did you have your meal?"
"Please, don't skip meals because of me."
"I am sorry tae !"
"Can you please answer my calls?"
The words filled the chat, a testament to her concern and messages.
Reading the messages weighed heavily on Taehyung's emotions. He set the phone down, reclining on the couch as he gazed at the ceiling. Gradually, the realization dawned upon him that y/n bore no fault in this situation.
Her lack of experience in intimate relationships likely contributed to her inability to communicate her preferences or boundaries effectively. Her heightened reactions were likely a result of her inexperience rather than any intentional harm.
Rubbing his forehead, he let out a sigh of contemplation. Glancing at the time, he saw it was 8pm. With his departure scheduled for the following afternoon, he got up, slipped on his shirt, grabbed his wallet and phone, and left the room with his secretary John.
At a nearby mall, he purchased a collection of small gifts for y/n. Recognizing the importance of open communication between them, he hoped that these gestures would help bridge the gap between them.
Meanwhile, y/n was busy preparing cookie batter, intending to bake Taehyung's favorite cookies and craft strawberry clusters as a way to apologize and make amends.
Feeling a deep sense of sadness and overwhelming guilt, y/n couldn't shake off the feeling that her actions had led to the unfortunate situation they were in.
Uncertain about the time of Taehyung's return, y/n remained clueless about when he would be back home.
As the next morning arrived, y/n made the decision to skip university for the day since she had no precise information about Taehyung's return except that it was supposed to be today.
As the afternoon wore on without his arrival, her disappointment grew. Eventually, she sat down on the living room couch, hugging her knees tightly, as tears welled up in her eyes, overwhelmed by a sense of sadness.
After shedding tears for a while, y/n unknowingly drifted off to sleep.
Silently entering the house with his keys, Taehyung stepped into the hall only to be met with a heart-wrenching scene. There, on the couch, was y/n, curled up in a tight embrace, tears staining her face.
Carefully placing his belongings aside, Taehyung knelt down, gently wiping away the tears on her face, causing a drowsy y/n to stir. Blinking her eyes a few times, she struggled to regain clarity in her vision.
Startled awake, y/n quickly sat up and hesitantly inquired, "Tae, when did you... come back?"
Getting up, Taehyung responded with a gentle warmth, "Just now." Y/n nodded in acknowledgment and suggested, "Oh, please have a seat. I'll fetch you some water." She proceeded to the kitchen, bringing back a glass of water.
As he sipped the water, y/n looked at him and hesitantly asked, her words trembling, "A-are you h-hungry? Want to e-eat something?" She awaited his response, anticipating the possibility of rejection.
Taehyung gently held her arm and requested, "Come here first." He guided her onto his lap, and as y/n settled there, she looked at him with tear-filled eyes. Overwhelmed by emotions, she broke down into tears as he hugged her tightly, snuggling into her neck.
Holding onto his hand tightly with both of hers, y/n began to explain, her voice still shaky, "T-Tae, I d-didn't mean to push you... but when you turned me around and I saw the wall, I got scared. I remembered... that alpha, he pinned me and t-touched me all over my back.
I-I don't know why I forgot it was you, I don't know why I yelled like that at you. I am sorry for being r-rude and d-disrespectful to you, I d-didn't know what I was doing. Sorry to hurt you." Her words were accompanied by tears, as she cried while recounting her situation.
As Taehyung listened, he realized that y/n's reaction was triggered by her traumatic past experience. A wave of understanding and empathy washed over him, making him feel even worse for y/n. He recognized that she was simply scared and he should have been more understanding of her feelings.
Taehyung tenderly wiped away her tears, his gaze filled with love. "It's okay, my baby. It wasn't your fault," he assured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. He continued, "I am sorry too, love. I should have been more understanding."
However, y/n's response caught him off guard. "No, T-Tae, you don't have to be more understanding than this. It's me, I have so many problems with me. I'm so sorry for being like this." Her words struck a chord, and Taehyung mentally chided himself for inadvertently making y/n feel responsible for the situation.
Pulling her closer, Taehyung reassured her, "Who said you carry problems, love? It's nothing like that. You're the best person I could ever have in my life as a partner. It wasn't your fault, neither back then nor now. It's okay, I know the flashbacks made you react like that."
Y/n nodded, her tears still evident.
"It's okay, it's completely fine. It's not your fault, okay? Don't blame yourself or ever think that again, okay?" He emphasized, and after a moment of hesitation, y/n nodded in agreement.
Comfortingly, he guided her head to rest on his chest and ran a soothing hand through her hair. "But there's something we both need to understand," he began, his voice gentle,
"when we're in an intimate relationship like ours, it's important to communicate our likes and dislikes to each other. It's a way to maintain a healthy relationship."
He went on, "For instance, let's say I kissed your neck and it made you uncomfortable. If that happens, you should tell me to stop right then and there. Likewise, the same applies to me. If there's something I don't like or feel uncomfortable with, I'll communicate it to you too."
He paused, his fingers continuing their soothing motion through her hair. "Open communication is the key, y/n. It's how we understand each other's boundaries and preferences. We're learning together, and it's completely okay to make mistakes as long as we're willing to talk about them and work through them."
He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, reassuringly. "We're a team, and we'll figure things out together."
"And remember," he said with a warm smile, "our relationship is built on trust and understanding. We're here to support each other, to share our thoughts and feelings openly. It's not about placing blame; it's about growing stronger together."
He gently lifted her chin, making her meet his gaze. "So, love, promise me that you'll always talk to me about how you feel, and I promise I'll do the same. No more bottling things up, okay?"
With her tear-stained face and a small, tentative smile, y/n nodded. "I promise, Tae," she whispered, her voice shaky but sincere. "I'll talk to you, I won't keep things to myself anymore. I don't want misunderstandings to come between us."
She looked into his eyes, feeling a renewed sense of connection. "Thank you for understanding and for being patient with me."
Taehyung smiled and wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace. "That's my baby," he affectionately remarked, his voice soft and warm. As they pulled apart from the hug, y/n leaned in and placed a gentle peck on his cheek, causing him to break into a delighted giggle. The atmosphere between them seemed to lighten as they shared this sweet moment.
"Did you eat?" Taehyung asked, and y/n shook her head, her gaze downcast. "Me too," he admitted, prompting y/n to look up at him with soft eyes. She slowly got up from his lap and suggested, "You go get changed, and I'll get the food ready, okay?" Taehyung nodded, giving her a warm smile. He leaned down to kiss her forehead before heading upstairs, while y/n made her way to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
After nearly three days, Taehyung enjoyed a much-needed, long, warm shower. Meanwhile, y/n had prepared the food for both of them. Seated together with a newfound sense of love and understanding, they shared their lunch while engaging in heartfelt conversation.
The atmosphere between them felt more relaxed and open, allowing them to reconnect on a deeper level.
Feeling the exhaustion from the past few days, they decided to head to their room for a much-needed nap. Both realizing that they hadn't had a proper sleep, they snuggled up together, finding comfort in each other's presence, and drifted off to restful slumber.
Later that night, y/n stirred from their nap, realizing they had slept for about 4 hours together. As she shifted slightly, Taehyung also woke up, instinctively pulling her closer. Y/n couldn't help but giggle when he snuggled into her neck, the sensation tickling her.
However, Taehyung's mischievous side emerged, and with a playful smile, he gave a slight bite to her neck. The unexpected sensation sent shivers down her spine, causing her giggles to stop and her cheeks to flush.
As her cheeks flushed, Taehyung's playful nature continued. Observing her reaction, he gently sucked on the same spot, causing y/n to let out a whimper. Satisfied with the hickey he had created, he pulled her closer by her waist, enveloping her within his legs.
He leaned in, pressing his lips onto hers, his hand cradling the back of her neck while the other rested on her waist. The moment was filled with their unspoken affection and connection.
The intimacy between them intensified, as Taehyung's passion began to take over. His eagerness grew evident as he moved a bit too quickly, his lips moving fervently against hers. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth, resulting in a passionate exchange that became a bit sloppy in their urgency to express their desire for each other.
Realizing her need for oxygen, Taehyung eased back from the heated kiss, allowing both of them a moment to catch their breath. Their shared intensity had momentarily overshadowed the need for air, and as they pulled apart slightly, their eyes locked in a mixture of desire and affection.
Y/n's cheeks were now a deep shade of red as she averted her gaze from Taehyung. Her shyness and embarrassment were evident, and she found herself needing a moment to regain her composure after the passionate exchange they had just shared.
Blushing himself, Taehyung couldn't help but break into a smile as he held y/n in his arms. The warmth of their embrace and the intimacy they shared in that moment made him realize how much he had missed these moments between them. It was a reminder of their deep connection and the affection they held for each other.
Taehyung and y/n descended the stairs, and as she started chopping the vegetables, Taehyung's mischievous side emerged.
He playfully attempted to grab the veggies from her hand, resulting in a playful exchange of tickles and giggles that filled the house. Y/n's laughter and her gentle protests added to the cheerful atmosphere they were creating together.
In the midst of their playful interaction, Taehyung made an unexpected move to grab the knife, resulting in a distressing accident. The knife slipped, and Taehyung ended up with a significant cut on his palm.
Y/n gasped, the knife slipping from her hand as she rushed to his side. Taehyung winced in pain, and y/n's eyes filled with tears as she exclaimed, "Am s-sorry, Tae. I-it's bleeding so m-much." The gravity of the situation was palpable, and concern was evident in her voice.
Taehyung quickly washed the cut, which seemed to be continuously bleeding. Turning his attention to y/n, who was visibly upset, he gently patted her head to comfort her. "It's fine, y/n. It's my stupidity. We'll bandage this up, and it'll be alright. Please don't cry, love," he reassured her with a gentle tone, doing his best to alleviate her distress.
Y/n acted swiftly, retrieving the first aid box and instructing Taehyung to sit on the couch. With a determined expression, she kneeled in front of him and placed her hand gently on his wound. "My healing powers don't work on humans as fast, but I can make the pain go away for a while," she explained. As soon as her hand made contact with his wound, Taehyung experienced an immediate relief from the pain.
It was as if the pain had significantly diminished, leaving him amazed by her touch.
As y/n withdrew her hand, both of them were taken aback. The open bleeding wound had completely disappeared, leaving behind only a faint red mark. In astonishment, y/n traced her finger over the mark, confirming that there was no cut anymore. Her joy was evident as she jumped up and down in happiness.
Seeing her jubilant reaction, Taehyung also rose from the couch. Y/n held his hands and beamed at him. "Tae, I can heal humans too! Look, your wound is healed. My powers are working!" she exclaimed in excitement. Taehyung was a bit perplexed, but he couldn't help but giggle along with her, drawn in by her contagious happiness.
Taehyung chuckled and requested, "Wait! Explain it to me too." They both sat down on the couch as y/n began to clarify the situation.
"My healing powers used to work like this on animals, and on humans, I could only help with pain temporarily. But now, as you can see, I can heal you. You won't be in pain, I'll be there to heal it." Her words unknowingly struck a chord with Taehyung, giving him a sense of comfort and warmth, as if she was offering him a promise of support and care.
Overwhelmed by her words, Taehyung couldn't help but hug her tightly. However, y/n's excitement was still bubbling over. She gently pulled back from the hug and revealed, "But why did i unlock a power in the middle of the year."
Taehyung's brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean, love?" he inquired.
She looked at him with a gleam in her eyes. "I mean, I unlock a power every year around my birthday. But my birthday is still halfway through." Her words left Taehyung intrigued, eager to understand more about this unexpected development.
"Leave it," she softly suggested, embracing him with her arms wrapped around his neck.
"I'm just happy that I can at least help you with pain," she confessed, her voice carrying a sense of contentment.
For y/n, being able to provide him with comfort meant a lot, as she had often felt helpless whenever Taehyung got hurt. Now, she felt empowered knowing she could alleviate his pain.
As he held her in his arms, Taehyung was filled with a mixture of emotions. He was profoundly moved by her desire to care for him and bring him happiness. He realized that she had been healing not only his physical wounds but also his heart, gradually mending the broken pieces of his life ever since she had entered it.
The couple savored their dinner before deciding to continue their relaxation by getting some sleep, knowing they had decided to skip their usual schedules the next day.
True to their plan, they spent the entire day together at home. They shared meals, cuddled, exchanged kisses, and inevitably found themselves lost in passionate moments. They watched movies, talked about anything and everything, playfully bickered, and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company. After the previous days of misunderstandings, this day of togetherness felt like a much-needed balm for their relationship, reaffirming their connection and love.
The next day, they resumed their routines with a renewed sense of love and happiness, appreciating the normalcy of their daily lives.
A few days later, Taehyung returned home with a shopping bag in hand. As y/n opened the door with her characteristic smile, she was immediately enveloped in Taehyung's warm embrace. Their laughter echoed through the space, reflecting the joy and comfort they found in each other's presence.
As was their usual routine, the couple shared their evening meal, exchanging stories about their respective days. Upon heading upstairs, Taehyung's arms wound tightly around y/n's waist, prompting a playful giggle from her. His smile mirrored her happiness, and he spoke with an affectionate tone.
"Well, Mrs. Kim," he began, a glint of anticipation in his eyes, "there's a party tomorrow hosted by a family friend and a business partner. And you're coming with me."
Y/n's expression shifted to one of nervousness, her words coming out as a mumble. "I don't know anyone."
With a tender smile, Taehyung leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "So what? I want to have my woman by my side. My wife should be there, making me feel more confident. Isn't that right?" His reassurance was met with a mixture of emotions in y/n's gaze, as she contemplated the prospect of joining him at the party.
Her nervousness seemed to ease slightly as she offered a small smile and nodded in agreement. Taehyung's enthusiasm was palpable as he handed her a bag, gently guiding her towards the washroom. "Here, I brought you something. Go and try it," he encouraged with a playful tone.
Y/n's eyes lit up with excitement, and she eagerly stepped into the washroom, eager to see what surprise he had in store for her. The anticipation of what awaited her inside the bag added an extra layer of excitement to the upcoming party.
Taehyung had been waiting patiently outside as y/n tried on the outfit. However, as she emerged from the washroom, his heart sank at the sight before him. Her tear-stained face and hiccups were clear signs of her distress.
The dress she wore was undeniably beautiful—a black dress with a flowing skirt that reached mid-thigh. It shimmered at the top, contrasting with the flared, sparkling bottom. Delicate straps adorned her shoulders. But what caught his attention were the scars that adorned her legs and arms—some dark and fresh, others faded but still noticeable.
Y/n's tears flowed freely as her emotions overwhelmed her. Seeing her pain, Taehyung's arms instinctively opened wide, a gesture of comfort and support. "Come here," he softly beckoned, his heart aching for her. Without hesitation, y/n sought refuge in his embrace, her cries resonating like a child seeking solace.
Y/n's feelings toward the dress were conflicted; she admired its beauty but couldn't help feeling a sense of inadequacy, believing herself to be ugly due to the scars that adorned her skin. She opened up to Taehyung like a vulnerable child, sharing the stories and histories behind each scar, as if trying to justify her self-perceived flaws.
For hours on end, Taehyung held her close and patiently listened, his words a soothing balm to her wounded heart. He countered her doubts with reassurance, reminding her of her innate beauty and the transient nature of the scars. He spoke of her radiance and how stunning she looked in the dress. His words were a testament to the depth of his love and affection for her.
Slowly but surely, y/n's tears began to subside as his words took root in her heart. His unwavering support and heartfelt words helped her understand that her scars were temporary and did not diminish her beauty. With a nod of acceptance, she gradually stopped crying, acknowledging her own worth and the love that Taehyung held for her.
As y/n slept soundly in his arms, Taehyung's affection overflowed. He pressed gentle kisses all over her face and the top of her head, his silent expression of love and care for her.
With a determined resolve, he was set on making sure that the upcoming party would be a source of happiness for y/n. He wanted her to feel beautiful and confident, surrounded by the joy of the moment.
Taehyung also hoped that this event would bring her closer to Jin, her beloved jinu oppa, as he had planned. His intentions were pure, aiming to strengthen y/n's relationships and provide her with a sense of belonging.
However, amidst his preparations and anticipation, Taehyung was unaware that the unsettling nightmare he had experienced was an intuition of events yet to come, an unsettling future that would soon unveil itself in unexpected ways.
To be continued 👀💚