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forever.☁︎

"I should probably leave now."

Taehyung was startled by the suddenly cold tone of Jungkook.

The boy nodded not a word said he gets off the others lap, eyes wide.

What did he do?

"Bye."

Jungkook nodded lightly, leaving the room the door shut with a slam that made the other jump.

Taehyung shrugged, scoffing as he picks up his backpack slinging the straps over his shoulder.

"I don't care."

—

Taehyung enters his home only to see his father slouched on the couch, looking very much alive and well.

Unfortunately.

The boy gulped as he meets eyes with his father, the atmosphere had become tense and Taehyung shut the door behind him quietly.

Please don't hurt me.

His father got up from the couch, drunkenly staggering forwards towards the scared boy.

Taehyung's father raised his hand, the boy flinched.

"D-dad p-please don't."

A harsh slap was delivered to the others face, Taehyung held his cheek as he hisses in pain.

"Don't call me that."

Kick.

"You fucking-"

Punch.

"Faggot."

Why Can't I live?

—

Taehyung lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

His body ached.

His heart ached.

The boy's mind was cluttered, his thoughts all over the place.

He wanted to go back.

Go back to a time when he was genuinely happy.

So his mind took him there.

To his 'happy place.'

—

"Lion oh you silly boy."

Little Taehyung pouted, his eyes wide ice cream was smeared all over his face and his mother was scowling.

"E-Eomma my ice cweam."

His mother pinched her little boys cheek playfully.

Taehyung crossed his arms his eyebrows furrowed, face turning pink.

The little boy pointed to the now smushed ice cream cone on the floor, his eyes pleading.

"Can tae tae get another?"

His mother stuck out her tongue, giggling at the annoyed boy.

"Nope."

"P-Pwease eomma."

Taehyung looked up at his mother with soft puppy eyes that his mother struggled to say no to.

"Ah fine, now hold my hand lion."

Taehyung's mother held her hand out, smiling brightly at her son.

His mother looked so beautiful then, the sun behind her head giving the illusion of what looked to be a halo.

An angel she was.

Taehyung smiled at his mother in adoration, he held onto his mother's hand giggling happily.

"You're really pwetty eomma."

Taehyung's mother smiled softly, her hair blowing gently in the wind as she leans down to peck the others cheek.

"Not as pretty as my lion."

The boy scowled.

"I'm not pwetty I'm hansome right eomma?"

His mother chuckled at the boy, humming in agreement.

"Sure."

"You're my handsome little lion right?"

Taehyung nodded proudly.

"Forever?"

She grinned.

"Forever."

—

Taehyung smiled weakly at the memory.

What happened to forever?