Ch 63 | Temporary Relief

                                    

                                          
Y/N's POV: 
The crowd is going absolutely nuts, and your eyes actually close from how bright the camera flashes get. Taehyung pulls you tightly against him, and your hands reach around to grip the muscles on his back as your body starts to respond. You allow yourself to relax and melt into him, drowning out everything else. 
Taehyung's been your best friend for so long that this should probably feel awkward, but it doesn't. Your heart isn't fluttering like it does with Jimin, but KT sure knows what the fuck he's doing, even while hammered. 
His long fingers tilt your head left, parting your lips to gently slide his tongue into your mouth. He tastes you passionately and aggressively, almost stunning the crowd into silence. You groan into his mouth when his tongue grazes across yours, and his hands snake into the fall of your hair to grip you tighter. 
After the longest five seconds of your life, he finally pulls back before wrapping his arms around you in a hug. His lips brush against your ear as he whispers, "It's okay, he knows. He's the one who sent me out here." 
The relief that washes over you nearly makes your knees buckle. Jimin sent Taehyung out here to save you, which means he's not going to hate you for the kiss. He knows it's happening for Jia's sake. 
His mouth tries to find yours again but your hands press against his chest, pushing him back to separate your lips. "T-Tae," you say shakily, pulling back to look into his hooded eyes. "We're in public." 
"So?" he snorts, turning to look at the reporters. His eyes travel down to the loud mouthed one's hand, which is still holding Jia's photo. The poor girl looks paler than a ghost when Taehyung meets her eyes. "Why does she have that picture?" 
You're actually not sure if he's acting right now or if he's genuinely confused, but you need to do this right. It may be possible to shut this theory down without having to explicitly deny Jia's relationship with Jimin, but you'd be putting a lot of faith in a belligerently drunk KT. 
His eyes meet yours again and warmth floods your chest. It's almost like you can telepathically hear him telling you to trust him. He then looks back towards the reporter, eyeing her up and down like he's waiting for an answer. 
"Um, uh, t-this girl," the woman says, frantically stumbling over her words. Taehyung's presence can be incredibly intimidating, especially when he's angry. "[Y/N]'s daughter looks like Jimin." 
Taehyung's lips part and he continues to eye her up and down, but instead of confusion he's now looking at her like she's a complete idiot. Her cheeks flush red when he suddenly throws his head back in a laugh before turning back towards you. 
"Don't worry about bottom feeders like that," he chuckles before quickly pressing his lips to yours. "I'm sure my manager is already suing her. I'll see you at home." 
You blink and then suddenly you're turned around by your shoulders and escorted the rest of the way down by the bodyguards, Granny Soo-ah following right behind you. Everything happened so quickly you're not even sure what the hell is going on, but it's a little satisfying to see that nosy reporter still panicking. 
"D-do you think that was enough?" you ask shakily, turning to Granny with tears in your eyes. 
"That man is quick on his feet even when he's plastered," she smirks. "He made that reporter look like an idiot for even mentioning Jimin, yet he also didn't deny the possible relationship. Just let Mr. Song handle the rest, I promise he knows what he's doing." 
Swallowing down the lump in your throat, you nod and say, "I just went through all that to ensure Jia isn't damaged from me having to publicly deny her relationship with her father. But won't she be affected by seeing me kiss her Uncle Tete instead of Jimin on camera too?"