"why aren't you here?" yoongi's drunk and raspy voice resonated throughout the phone. "something just came up alright?" taehyung replied, annoyed.
"it's your fucking sister's funeral and you're not here? what kind of a fucked up jerk are you?!"
with that said, yoongi ended the call.
he sat on the floor, hugging his knees with his head leaning against the door and cried.
he couldn't face his sister's dead body.
at least, not now.
that courage he used to have seemed to dissipate and die.
"taehyung...you jerk."
•
if ever you were wondering why taehyung didn't show up, something really did came up.
someone came to his house before he even was supposed to leave.
and that person's words shocked him.
the man he killed was alive.
and the girl who died had a child.
and it was his.
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VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
P O S S E S S I V E || K.T.H
Fanfic"My selfishness that couldn't let you go turned into an obsession that imprisoned you... That means, you are mine." (Will be rewritten soon.) Started: 11/2017 Ended: 02/01/2018 © _introseesaw2018