Misery /✔/ Taekook

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Ummmm...

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Taehyung held the envelope containing the pictures and gender of his and Jungkook's baby tightly in his hand. This was his second time seeing his doctor this month and today was the scheduled gender reveal. He decided not to find out the gender at the doctor's office but instead have the pictures developed along with the gender reveal and sealed in an envelope. He'd open them at home and send Jungkook copies as well.

He was still a bit scared about being so far along with Jungkook being away along with the possible difficulties he could have. Of course, he was past the first trimester where most people have miscarriages and he was nearing his third trimester but that didn't mean he still couldn't suddenly have problems now.

However, slowly, his fear was fading away and being replaced with a slither of excitement.

He was going to have a baby - something his doctor said was nearly impossible. But here he was, about to enter his third and last trimester of pregnancy holding an envelope with pictures of his baby which would also show him the gender of said baby.

Taehyung couldn't even imagine how excited Jungkook must be and could only hope that the older man hadn't decided to do something stupid - like leave during this critical time - and was still at the kingdom, doing what he had to do to save his falling kingdom. Hopefully, he'd be back before the birth of their third child and if not, Taehyung will figure out how to care for three young children by himself. No matter how scared that thought made him.

When Taehyung made it home, he immediately sat down at his desk where he usually wrote Jungkook. Hanseok was still at school and wouldn't be home for another hour and Hana was napping in her room. The house was silent besides Taehyung's excited humming as he pulled out a blank sheet of paper and placed the envelope from his appointment in front of it. With a growing smile, Taehyung slowly broke the seal and pulled out the first ultrasound pictures wrapped in protective plastic.

He scanned over the small pocture in his hands, releasing a happy huff as examined the tiny fingers and feet of the being inside of him. This one didn't reveal the gender and neither did the second one which only showed the baby's tiny body turned so the screen could only pick up the side of its body.

As Taehyung moved the two pictures to the side to grab the two last ones, he was startled by a sudden and loud banging on the front door downstairs. He quickly got up, dropping the two ultrasound pictures on his desk and letting them fall face-first onto the blank paper.

Taehyung rushed downstairs and looked through the peephole on the large front door. He frowned, not recognizing the face of the two young people standing outside on the porch. He slowly opened the door, becoming worried about their fearful and rather sad expressions.

"Who-"

They both bowed before the boy opened his mouth to speak.

"W-We're sorry to inform you..." He started, glancing at the girl. Taehyung noticed tears welling up in the girl's eyes and his heart dropped.

She was one of the Jeon maids. Taehyung remembered her from the time he spent in the castle.

"What happened?" Taehyung asked, his breathing becoming heavy as he feared the worst.

"J-Just yesterday, King Jungkook w-was shot i-in the chest."

Taehyung sucked in a breath so loud it ripped through the cloud of silence surrounding the house and allowed to a chaotic mixture of emotions to plague the atmosphere. He felt icy hands encase his heart as his eyes began to sting and his breath became laboured.

The rest of what they had to say became nothing but mush to Taehyung's ears.

He felt as though his world had just crashed onto him and the weight was slowly crushing his entire thoracic cavity.

"H-He was fine at first, b-but a few hours later," the girl took a deep breath and shook her head, "he s-suffered from an air embolism which c-caused cardiac arrest."

Taehyung could hardly breathe now.

The boy began to speak. "Mrs. Je-Jeon requested w-we c-c-come to get you as soon as possible s-so you can have a chance to say goodbye...she left everything in your hands, you will plan the funeral."

"He's dead?" Taehyung asked with a barely stable voice. "He's gone?"

They both nodded, averting their eyes from his and looking at the ground. The girl was a sobbing mess now and the boy's shoulders pushed up and down as he tried to contain his own.

"We...we just got married," Taehyung whispered, swallowing down a sob as he covered his mouth with his hands. His wedding ring scraped against his bottom lip.

"We're sorry," the boy said softly, reaching out to offer Taehyung a comforting touch.

"No," Taehyung backed away. His heart was breaking apart and his breathing became rapid as tears threatened to spill over. He bumped against the wall before sliding down to the floor and covering his face with his hands as a broken sob finally escaped his throat.

Was this Taehyung's fault? He had been the one to convince Jungkook to go back and do what he had to do in order to save his kingdom from ruins. He was the one who told Jungkook everything would be okay. Neither of them had taken into consideration that maybe people would become so violent as consider assassination. Of course, they considered Jungkook's safety but Taehyung never thought that someone would go as far as to shoot him.

They were just married for heaven's sake! Just three months ago, Taehyung and Jungkook were saying "I do" and their fingers were interlocked tightly as a silent promise to never let go even during the storm that they would face just the day after. But Taehyung never expected this storm. He never expected that the storm would become this bad.

He gasped for air as a question arose: did Jungkook know he was pregnant? Did Jungkook get the letter before he met his demise?

Tears fell harder at the thought of Jungkook dying without knowing that he was about to father a third child.

"P-Please, h-he can't-" Taehyung gasped and shook his head.

The girl reached in the pocket in her dress and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. She took a deep breath and handed it over to Taehyung who took it with trembling hands.

He cried harder when he saw that it was his husband's handwriting. The date stated it was written today, probably early in the morning before the two servants left to retrieve Taehyung.

He wrote this during his last living hours.

Taehyung dropped the letter on his legs, feeling as though his body was about to shut down. He placed his hand over his stomach as if comforting their baby that would never get to meet his or her other father.

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Word Count: 1201

I'm so sorry guys 😔💔

And sorry for the short chapter, hope it pulled at your heartstrings though, like a harp.