no one pov
the woman fixed her messy ponytail, looking at her self in the mirror. splashing some cool water on her face, trying to make her red puffy eyes calm down a little.
then going back to the kitchen, grabbing the small plate of food and walking to her sons room.
she gently knocked on the wooden door frame, taking in a deep breath of much needed fresh afternoon air.
"...taehyung sweetheart?"
she asked, her voice soft and calming to the ear. she slowly cracked the door open, opening it after she spoke.
as the door opened, she finally caught sight of a boy, laying on his bed. his body hidden under his blankets, curled into a small ball. his eyes facing the wall, his back turned to the door.
"are you hungry now?.." mrs. kim asked sweetly. waiting hopefully for the boy to respond with a yes, or respond at all.
a few seconds of silence passed. until the woman finally heard the soft frail voice of taehyung. it was strained, and just barely audible over a whisper.
"no.."
he answered, his voice cracking slightly from the simple word.
mrs. kim sighed slightly at her sons voice. "are you sure?.. i made your favorite.." she tried again. all she wanted was for the boy to eat something.
he had barely ate anything at all in the passed week since they returned home.
"c-chicken?" taehyung asked after hearing his mothers words. the woman felt a soft smile try to rise on her face at the extra response from the boy.
"yes. with a side of strawberries." she responded back. she would never understand why taehyung liked such combinations. but it didnt matter, as long as he would eat it.
".....c-can you put it on my desk?" taehyung finally asked after some time of thinking. mrs. kim nodded instantly. "yes of course." she said gratefully, walking to the boys desk and placing the food down.
"need anything else sweetheart?" she asked, looking at the lump that was her son under the blankets. "n-no... i-im ok." taehyung responded. his voice falling back to a whisper.
mrs. kim let out a sad sigh. it was truly heartbreaking to see her son like this. and after everything that happened, she just didnt know how to handle it all.
she tried to get taehyung to go to a therapist, as the doctor suggested. but the boy wouldnt even leave his bed. let alone his room.
all the poor woman could do was watch in pain. and try her best to keep taehyung alive at this point.
"i-i'll come back later then." she spoke. taehyung didnt respond as she slowly walked to the door and just about closed it behind her, before saying one last thing.
"i love you."
she said with a smile. taehyung again didnt respond. so she closed the door, leaving just as soon as she came. the door clicking behind her.
the woman let out one final sigh before walking to her room, slowly sitting down on the edge of her bed.
she could feel tears start to sting her eyes. wiping her face, before they fell. not wanting to cry again today.
finally the feeling of stinging tears cleared, the woman looked to the side. her eyes landing on the simple picture of her and her husband smiling. the frame standing tall on her night stand.
right next to it, was a printed picture of taehyung smiling with a single daisy in his hands. his boxy smile shining brightly in the sun light. the freckles on his face looked so illuminated in the pretty picture.
she let out a shaky breath, looking at both pictures.
everything had been so perfect and simple before. it seemed now, she could never go back to how it was.
trying not to think about it all too much, the womans hazel eyes landed on a simple business card, sitting untouched on her side table.
her hand reached out to grab it. fiddling with the card in her hands. turning it over, her eyes scanning the number that was written on the back.
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mrs. kim felt a unsettling feeling in her stomach as she read the number repeatedly.
remembering the conversation she had with the policeman and taehyungs doctor, before this card was given to her at the beginning of the week.
she didnt want to do what they had suggested.
infact, she didnt want taehyung anywhere near that boy.
"it would be good for him to see the boy one last time." is what they told her. that didnt seem right. not right at all.
he was supposed to get dethatched from him, and everything that related to him.
not get reattached by visiting him.
just as she almost decided even thinking or considering it was stupid, and tossing the card in the trash. her eyes flashed back to the happy picture of taehyung on her side table.
his bright boxy smile. and twinkling hazel eyes.
oh how much she wished to see taehyungs smile again.
mrs. kim's eyes glanced back to the number on the card. nervousness visible on her face.
she bit her bottom lip slightly.
before she grabbed her phone and slowly started dialing in the numbers.
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taehyung heard the click of his door close after his mom left. and was finally able to sniffle back his tears and runny nose. knowing his mom was no longer in the room.
the boy laid still on his bed, unable to see the wall right infront of his face, through his tears. the heavy salt water tears in his eyes making everything around him blurry and indistinguishable.
he moved his arm a little, to wipe his nose. still laying limp under his covers.
knowing he was dirty, and definitely needed a shower by now. but he was too tired to take a shower.
and, looking down at his clothes. the same ones he had been wearing since the plane ride. he didnt want to change.
because if the boy tried hard enough. he could still smell jungkook on the older boys black tshirt, which taehyung had used before the plane ride.
it smelt like instant noodle cups and sweat. but somehow, taehyung found it the most peaceful and calming scent in the world.
the boys eyes filled with more tears as he pulled the color of the shirt up to his nose, inhaling deeply to take in the smell. those crystal tears streaming down across his face and onto his pillow right after.
the scent was almost like a high. taehyung just needed it to comfort him, while the rest of the world thought he was going crazy.
soon, taehyung finally attempted to sit up. his left arm helping to prop him up. though he fell a little with his current weak state. thankfully his other arm was there to catch him.
taehyung pushed his matted dirty blond hair out of his eyes, wiping his nose again as he saw the food on his desk. he slowly crawled to the end of his bed. then stumbled as he got out and tried to walk to his table.
taehyung could almost feel a smile rise to his face as he saw the chicken and strawberries on the simple white plate. slowly and shakily taking a single red berry and biting a small bit from it. putting it right back after the single small bite.
after taking the bite of food, taehyung made eye contact with a small stuffed teddy bear, that stood still on his desk.
taehyung teared up at the sight of the stuffed toy, reaching out to grab it and keep it in his hold as he slowly sat back on his bed. staring down at the cute bear toy.
it had been his 14th birthday present, from his father.
he used to carry the toy around everywhere when he was younger, even to school. which his friends teased him for. but the boy didnt care at the time, because he was still obsessed with stuffed animals at that age. which he didnt find any problem with.
the toy was practically his best friend as a young teen. i mean, before jimin ballerina twirled into the boys life.
he used to tell the toy all of his deepest secrets.. from, he stole the last chocolate cookie in the jar..
to, the ravenette boy he thought was cute who sat in the back of the class....
usually, the bear just sat on taehyungs desk. but now, taehyung felt like he needed to revisit his old friend.
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taehyung stared at the bear for a little while. tears streaming from his bambi eyes, dripping onto the bears face. he let out a sob as he finally spoke. his voice only a mere whisper.
"i-im not crazy.."
he spoke, his hands shaking as they held the bear. the empty stitched smile on the toys face somewhat comforting to taehyung.
"k-kookie loves me.."
"h-he wouldn't hurt me..."
"h-he promised we would be together..."
taehyung sniffled again. letting all of his tears fall freely, making no effort to stop them. crying as he remembered jungkooks soft smile, leaning in close to taehyungs face. his large hands resting gently on taehyungs cheeks.
"... a-and we will. i know it."
after those words were spoke, taehyung felt more heavy sobs about to escape him, so he slowly brought his knees to his chest. burying his face in his knees as he started to cry heavier.
the small bear toy falling softly on the wood floor.
suddenly, a knock was heard at taehyungs door.
taehyung stiffened as he heard his mothers voice. then the door cracking open.
"taehyung sweety... can i come in and talk to you?..."
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yeah so... chapters are gonna be emotional like this for a while longer. sorry for all the tears.
i gift you some tissues. 🥺🤧
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xoxoxoxo
~bbytae