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Taehyung

"Taehyung!" Jimin screamed.

I ran out of the office, fear and worry grew inside of me, choking me. I paused outside my door, feeling suddenly frustrated at the uncertainty, my fingers clenched into fists, and I took a deep breath.

I opened the door to find Jungkook sitting on the bed. His head snapped up toward mine, his shoulder tensed. I saw fear and panic in his eyes, Jimin trying to tell me something but I find it hard to listen.

Suddenly Jungkook stood up, his hand going to his throat.

It was a panic attack.

Jungkook looked at me, his chest moving up and down, breathing harshly. I took a step forward and choked back a sob. He walked back until he touched the wall. He shook his head several times, rubbing his throat furiously.

I saw his face crumble, he cried quietly. When I tried to move forward again, he shook his head, eyes went wide and he gasped for breath.

"I… I… breathe… can't… b-breathe…"

"Shit!" I swore, moving forward in a rush.

Taking him in my arms, I carried Jungkook to the bed. I sat down on the edge, placing him on my lap, "Calm down. It's okay. Don't try to breathe too fast. Take it slow. Shh… I got you, Angel. Slow breath. In and out."

Jungkook laid his head on my shoulders, I heard him taking slow breaths, just like I told him. When his breathing finally calmed, I heard him crying softly on my shoulder.

I kept holding him in my embrace, never once letting go, Jungkook didn't try to move away, either.

No, he had a death grip on my arms.

My angel's tears made my heart ache most painfully.

It was a strange mixture of emotions building up inside of me.

Agony and happiness.

I didn't know which one to hold on to.

Instead, I just held my Angel. I let Jungkook be my anchor, while I was his. When his tears finally dried, I shifted Jungkook in my arms and laid him on the bed.

His eyes were closed, his face was red and puffy from crying. This was the second time he cried since we rescued him. Both reasons had nothing to do with his captivity but everything to do with me.

I realized that all my efforts were not going to waste.

He knew me.

Jungkook felt me deep inside his heart.

I had to continue believing in us.

Giving him a final glance, I went to get up but felt something tighten around my wrist. My eyes widened, I looked down to see Jungkook holding the edge of my sleeve, stopping me from stepping away.

My head snapped up and saw his eyes open. Our gaze made contact, and we breathed. A matching rhythm between us. I saw Jungkook swallow several times, he looked down at my hand before staring into my eyes again.

I waited… I didn't know for how long, but I waited.

His lips finally parted, his voice was a melody to my ears, "Can… you… pl-please hold… m-me?"

The words were softly spoken, he stuttered them but never took his eyes off mine. My heart leapt and danced, my stomach tightened and with my heart in my throat, I nodded.

"I'll hold you, Angel. I will hold you however long you want me to." Leaning forward until our noses were touching, I said, "And even when you don't want me to hold you anymore, I still won't let you go."

I saw his cheeks grow redder.

Placing a kiss on the tip of his nose, I laid down beside Jungkook.

Before I could move, he turned toward me and burrowed into my chest. I smiled then, I wrapped my arms around his hips, pulling him closer. When he was firmly held in my embrace, I kissed his cheek. He sighed in my chest, his arms tightening around my waist.

My heart soared.

We were both quiet.

I was almost asleep when he broke the silence.

His words took me by surprise.

Hell, his voice was a shock to me. I didn't expect him to speak again, but he did and I had never expected him to utter those words.

"You are my saviour," he whispered so softly into my chest.

His arms were a band of steel around my hips. I am his saviour. Just like before. My nose prickled with emotions. It was almost too much to bear, so I could only imagine what Jungkook was going through.

"You are my saviour," he whispered again.

Jungkook stared at me tearfully, his brown doe eyes were glassy. It reminded me of the first time we met, "You… won't leave me?" He asked softly.

My eyes widened, the words were filled with innocence, his voice sounding so childlike, almost scared. Bringing my hand up, I placed a finger under his chin and tilted his head up.

"No. No. No. Jungkook, I won't leave you."

His expression was so broken, Jungkook looked so scared. I shook my head and pressed our foreheads together. I brought his body closer to mine.

"No, Jungkook. I'm never leaving you. I made a promise to you before. I said I won't ever leave you. I'm keeping that promise. No one will take me away from you."

Our lips joined together in a feather-light touch.

"My Angel."

Jungkook closed his eyes, I felt the tension in his shoulders slowly slipping away.

"When I… was with… the Devil… you were my saviour," Jungkook continued, breaking my heart further.

"Shh… I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours, Angel. Only yours. I was yours before. I am now. I will always be yours. Just like you are mine," I whispered in his ears, hoping he would remember those words later.

"Just like I am your saviour. You are my beautiful Angel."

He hummed against my chest, his eyes were closed, I knew he was quickly drifting off to sleep.

Smiling, I stared at the beauty in my arms.

I am going to wait for you, Angel.

Forever.

This is my fvcking vow to you.