Taehyung followed you to the hospital no matter how much you tried to stop him. You weren't even sure of the reasons he was doing this.

Arriving at the hospital, you told him to stay outside of the room while you'd talk with your brother. He nodded in agreement and you entered Namjoon's room, who was more than happy to see you.

"Y/N, how was school? And who is he?" Namjoon asked and you noticed his eyes moving somewhere behind you.

That moment you knew it wasn't just the two of you in the room.

Taehyung smiled at him kindly and approached the bed, offering his hand to your brother.

"Kim Taehyung"

"He's a classmate. And we dance together. And he shouldn't be here." You added but Namjoon despite being surprised, he seemed kind of glad you'd actually brought a person with you.

"Take a seat, both of you."your brother said and you sat at the two chairs that were there.

He took a while taking glances at Taehyung and then at you, his eyes asking you silently about your relationship.

"Yiren came yesterday to see me too. She seemed kind of weird though, she didn't wanna talk about your work at all. Is everything okay there?"

You gulped. Namjoon still thought you were working at the maid café. At least you hoped Taehyung was smart enough to get that so he wouldn't say anything stupid like you working at his house.

"Well... boring stuff, nothing special " You said as naturaly as you could, and thanked Yiren for hiding it.

"I see. Can you bring us some water, sis? It's almost over in my glass and I don't wanna call the nurse again."

"I guess you're already giving them a hard time" You joked and he smiled as you were getting up to go bring water.

Leaving the two of them together.

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Taehyung's pov

I thought it was pretty weird that he asked his sister to bring water. It felt like he wanted to stay with me, and I found out I was right.

I was observing him the whole time. What kind of person was he? He was looking at Y/N with so much love and she was ready to do anything for him. He had to be a great brother.

When Y/N left the room, he turned his attention to me

"For you to be here... means that you know about her, right? That I had an accident, about our mother, that she works, that we have a.. stressful life " he said awkwardly to me and I nodded.

"Kind of. She's a really closed person, I have a hard time finding out about her."

"I get it. You have to know, it's not actually her fault. She was bullied at school, especially the last years, about her clothes -my clothes to be exact- just because she sold all of hers to have our mother admitted in the hospital the first month. Don't get her wrong, we had always been alone. Having problems that no one could or wanted to help us with, working our butts out to keep our mother alive. To keep our home"

He sighed. He had those eyes I was feeling like he could see right inside of me. Like he could see all of my regrets.

Regretting the way I was treating her and making her feel about her situation. I am such a crybaby about her not opening up to me, when I'm also at fault for her being like this.

She was having such a hard time in her life and I was just adding problems by destroying her school days too.

And now I was demanding her to talk to me and like me.

I'm a kind of monster myself.

"She only had one friend, Yiren. I'm so happy to see she has another one. She's not as strong ands she seems, you know. She always seems about to crack. To break. To cry. And I always catch myself telling silently don't worry sis, just wait a little more and big brother is gonna make everything better. But, Taehyung, I'm at a point where I can't make anything better and think of myself as a huge failure that just keeps messing Y/N's life."

He was about to cry too. He took my hand in his and whispered his last words before she entered the room again.

"Please be a person that won't leave her, that won't disappoint her, that won't hurt her. A person she won't be afraid to cry in front of. And help her stand to her feet. I don't know you, Kim Taehyung, but my gut tells me to trust you"