His Multiple Personality Disorder

Chapter 19

At midnight.

Y/n POV

I was deep in sleep when I heard some shuffling and slight sobs. I furrowed my eyebrows and slowly opened my eyes. The room was dark, I slowly looked around and I didn’t found Taehyung beside me.

I panicked as my eyes widened, sleepiness drained long ago.

The sobs were clear as I moved to the doorstep. He was sitting on the floor as his back was facing me, his shoulders thumping up and down.

It didn’t took me much to figure out who he was.

Y/n: “TaeTae?”
I softly called before grabbing him. He sniffed and latched on me.

TaeTae: “I-I’m sowwy.. TeTe didn’t m-meant to w-wake y-y/n-ie .”
I frowned.

Y/n: “No baby.. you should’ve woke me up.. it’s not your fault”
I spoke worriedly caressing his hair.

TaeTae: “You no m-mad?”
I kissed his red nose and smiled and handed him the tissue.

Y/n: “No.. now tell me why are you crying and not sleeping with me?”
I asked softly. He snorted.

TaeTae: “TeTe h-hate dark! A-and mwe c-cannot sleep.. I-I stwessed!”
He pouted cutely, and puffed out his cheeks madly, I sat on the floor along with him.

Y/n: “Why my TaeTae is stressed?”
His sobs quietened as he thought for a while.

TaeTae: “M-me dunno..”
He whispered lowly.

Y/n: “Oh it’s okay baby don’t stress yourself, hm? I’ll make my baby sleep okay?”
He nodded cutely before smiling his boxed smile.

TaeTae: “Cuddwes?”
His eyes sparkled. I laughed slightly at his pronunciation.

Y/n: “Yes! Cuddles it is!”
He cheered and kissed my cheeks before hugging me tightly.

I yelped but managed to bring him towards my bed and covered ourselves in a duvet.

TaeTae: “c-can y/n-ie pwease o-on the lights? T-TeTe is afwaid..”
He whispered in a shaky voice. I smiled and patted his hair.

Y/n: “I’m here right? You don’t need lights, my baby shouldn’t be afraid of darkness, hm?”

He pulled out and smiled sweetly nodding his head like an obedient he was. He looked incredibly beautiful under the moonlight, his eyes glistening and shining.

I smiled in content and kissed his forehead.

I massaged his scalp until he drifted back to sleep.

‘He was stressed? Is that because of me? No. Right? Am I forcing him to tell me the truth?

I should give him time to adjust. I sighed sadly and patted his hair until I drifted back to sleep.

Next Morning

The next morning came up as a flash. Taehyung was still sleeping. Y/n slowly called him out in order to wake him up.
He groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

His face was blank.

“Good morning, but why are you waking me?”
He spoke in his husky voice, I felt myself shivers but nonetheless I ordered.

Y/n: “Mr. Coldy, we are supposed to go to study, I hope you still remember that you’re still a student!”
I crossed my arms. He sat straight and looked at me with a blank stare.

V: “Are you sick?”

Y/n: “why do you think am I sick?”
I mimicked him, he sighed.

V: “Y/n, why are you upset?”
He asked standing up coming to me. I glared at him.