Ch 14. It's your imagination

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"Mia? MIA!?" I hear my name being yelled as Taehyung stands there looking down at me "Are you ok?" looking at him with my tears flowing so freely from my eyes, I nod but shake my head which makes me snap my eyes back to the closed hospital door

"Logan - he -"

"He what?" Taehyung cuts me off "What did he do Mia baby?"

"He - but I - Logan was just here. Was he not?"

Seeing as his furrowed eyebrows form and his eyes dart from mine to the hospital door, he walks over to it looking through the small clear glass before he opens the door looking down the hall in both directions. He looks back at me while shrugging his shoulders

"What does this Logan guy look like again?" he asks being confused

"He's tall and has short hair that he pulls back into a manbun sometimes. He wears glasses -" going on and on about his description, I never noticed that Taehyung walked back over to me with a lost expression on his face

"Mia baby" he says stopping me from speaking which makes me raise my head up to look at him from the wheelchair I'm still glued to "I don't think he's here"

"BUT I FUCKING SAW HIM TAEHYUNG! I-" My yelling gets cut off which makes our son start to grunt a little, stirring in his sleep as a whine starts to come from his mouth. We quickly snap our heads to look at him in his incubator with an oxygen tube up his nose to still help him with his breathing

"You need to calm the hell down" Taehyung aggressively says through gritted teeth and a strong glare attached while pointing his long index finger at me as I watch him walk away to check on his son

He sticks his hand into the gloved hole and starts to gently stroke the top of his sons head to calm him down as his other hand continues to rest inside his black sweatpants pocket. Silence hits the air and I can tell my behavior really pissed him off by the way he's keeping his back towards me. I didn't mean to yell the way I did. My mind was just playing tricks on me I guess. I swore I heard Logan's voice. I thought I saw him standing right there by the door. I even thought I was holding our son but - I never was.

Where the hell was my mind?

"I'm sorry" I say more in a whisper in fear of raising my voice any higher again

Hearing his silence instead of him saying anything, I nod to myself while looking down at my hands before taking a look at my wrists that had my hospital bracelets on them. But feeling as a hand touches the top of my head, I look at the source while he runs his hand to the back of my head before kneeling down. Pulling himself towards me, I close the gap the rest of the way planting a kiss on his lips

"I forgive you" he says which makes me nod

"I really thought I saw Logan"

"When Mia? Cause we were in here the whole time and not once did anyone walk in here that wasn't the doctor or a nurse" I shake my head at him which makes him lower his head "Are you having regrets?" My eyes open wide to look at his curious ones as I shake my head frantically

"Taehyung no - no I'm not, it's just -"

"I promised you I will save your marriage" he cuts me off to slowly stand to his feet with his head low as his eyes stayed glued to the ground "And I'm still going do that"

"Wh - what do you mean?" I ask not wanting him to answer that question with me already knowing the answer. Looking up at me as his hair drapes over his eyes, he turns to his son with a small smile on his face

"You did good. You did your part. And I'll do everything from here on out" he turns his head to look me right in my teary eyes "When you heal. Go home"

"But T-Tae -"

"No" he says cutting me off "Go back to your husband Mia"

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He's sleeping so peacefully in my arms as I take my hand and pull his beanie down over his head. He's only 2 weeks and Taehyung and I were finally able to bring him home today. Even though I won't be here to watch him grow up and become a young man

"Taehyung?" I say his name while he closes the front door and hand the diaper bag to the maids before placing the empty car seat down to look at me

"Yes Mia baby?"

"I don't think I can do this" I say with my eyes never leaving my sons small frame

"Mia" he says my name with a sigh. Shaking his head, he swallows the lump in his throat while sliding his tongue over his bottom lip

"I can't leave him"

"Then what are you going to do?" he looks at me which makes me finally beak eye contact with my son to look at him "Huh? You know you can't stay here Mia. You have a husband at home waiting for you to return and I promised you I will do everything I can to save your marriage" he then looks at our son while walking up to us both "I love you Mia" he raises my chin up to look at him "I love you like crazy. The thought of you leaving me and going back to him is going to break me but I still have a part of you that I will love unconditionally"

"But Tae -"

"I will do the best I can to raise our boy. I promise" leaning in to kiss me, I kiss back as tears start to form in my eyes. This kiss feeling like our last is making it harder for me to walk away from them both

I love Logan. He was my first for everything. But Taehyung feels like my last and I don't know if I'm ready to walk away from him. Yes he's rich but I can honestly care less about how much money he has in his wallet. The way he treats me, how patient he is with me, the love we made. I never felt that kind of affection from my husband, even when we first met. And now I know that deep down, the truth is -

"I love you Taehyung"

Staring at me with now wide eyes, he gently takes a few strands of hair and puts it behind my ear

"Mia. Wh - what?" I look at him surprised that I naturally let those words flow from my lips, but it would be a lie if I didn't mean it

"I love you Taehyung"

"Oh, Mia baby" he says while slowly taking our son from my arms

Placing him down in his carseat, he turns back to me. Looking at me through his raven hair, he reaches his hands out, feeling as his palms lay gently on my waist. Pulling me towards his tall frame, I wrap my arms around his neck before feeling his lips on mine

"I love you too"


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