Blind Passion (Taekook)

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The sky was a canvas of fury.

Rain crashed down in sheets, streaking the windshield of Taehyung’s black Mercedes-Benz like nature itself was mourning. Thunder rolled overhead, matching the tempest inside him. His knuckles turned white on the steering wheel as his mind replayed the suffocating conversation with his father—an arranged marriage, no negotiation, no choice. He was the Kim heir, and heirs didn’t get to say “no.”

Taehyung’s foot pressed harder on the accelerator.He didn't care to see what lay ahead.He couldn't see past his rage.

On a slick crosswalk lit only by dim, flickering street lamps, Jungkook stepped into the road, clutching his umbrella, his ears catching the roar of tires too late. The car fishtailed. The brakes screamed.

Impact. A sickening thud. Umbrella shattered.

A security camera across the street captured everything—Taehyung stepping out of the car in shock, staring at the crumpled figure in the rain, his eyes wide and void of any tears.

He cradled the omega's face and shook him up"Please wake up.I didn't mean to.I'm sorry"

Jungkook didn't respond.Rain kept pouring and drenched them both.Blood mixed with the rain.

Taehyung felt angry and frustrated at himself.He had hurt someone because of his recklessness and he wasn't going to forgive himself.He wished he had been the one in this condition or even worse.His life had never been his anyways.It belonged to the Kim legacy.What was he even living for?

He could have drove off like anything happened but a passerby had seen everything and recorded it on a camera.

Later, that footage would loop endlessly on news channels.

Taehyung personally took Jungkook to the hospital.Waiting for the ambulance would cause too much attention and possibly aggravate the omega's condition.

An hour later he paced the hall of the hospital  outside the operation theater.Apparently  pieces of glass had gotten into the omega's eyes.The damage was severe.Taehyung knew there would be no going back from this.He waited till the surgery had concluded.Taehyung had to come face to face with the permanent damaged he had caused and be haunted by it every night.

His family saw the footage even before he could tell them about the crime he had committed unintentionally.He didn't tell him about the extend of the damage.Not yet but they got to know regardless.They have eyes and ears everywhere.

The media and the public was gunning for him.Demanding his blood.However no arrest was made,no charges were pressed,no investigation was conducted.His family had done what they know best but the media was something out of their reach.They had no influence in that department hence couldn't silence them.

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Jungkook awoke days later in the hospital to sterile silence. His eyes opened—black. Not the comforting kind. The kind that swallowed light. He blinked once, twice, but nothing changed.

His parents were there. His mother’s hand trembled as she cupped his cheek, whispered reassurances through broken sobs. His father paced like a caged lion, demanding answers from the doctors.

But Jungkook didn’t cry.He just stared blanky.Not that he could see anything.

He reached for the cup on his bedside, missing it slightly, then corrected himself. His voice came low, steady: “I’m blind, aren’t I?” Silence confirmed. He clenched his fists and whispered, “I won’t cry for people who think my life is a footnote in their story.”

His older brother walked into the room ,feeling both angry and sad.His little brother would never see the sun he loved so much.To him blindness felt like a life sentence.