Twilight of Itaewon | Taekook ✔

68. Re-living Life

The hectic days at the hospital ended and finally, Taehyung reached 221. He walked inside and inhaled his home completely. The smell of his safe place in his lungs, softening his exhausted nerves.  He smiles to himself while slowly entering his bedroom. Weird, it was like the room was shared and Taehyung clearly knows the smell of Jimin. This is far away from the pink fruity smell of his best friend. Taehyung checked his room, the old stuff is there, but some new things are there too- things he doesn't recognize, things he doesn't remember he owns. Dumbfounded, Taehyung wanders around and then checks his cupboard. His shirts are there, neat and clean like always. There were some other clothes too, most of them white, grey and black. The lavender scent oozed from them and made Taehyung weak on his knees. Every whiff he took energized his whole body. With a bewildered expression, Taehyung called out for Jimin. When the best friend walked in, Taehyung raised an eyebrow, glancing at the wardrobes. He noticed the way Jimin turned into a pale yellow shade, stuttering to find words. 

"Oh, that's... That's Yoongi hyung's... You are the one who allowed Hyung to use the space since mine is already full of crop tops and skirts." 

Jimin said, matter-of-factly. He gazed at Taehyung's face who is now looking at him with a stunned expression like he's not remembering what Jimin said. The elder walked to clean up the things on the bed as nothing happened and concentrated on his jobs, ignoring Taehyung. He peeked at his friend for a moment and averted when Taehyung looked at him. The scent doesn't remind Taehyung of Yoongi. But a portrait with an unclear and blurry face drawing in his head and he couldn't give colors to that grey artwork. He searched in his head for the shades that can match the face but found none. Frustrated, he chose to believe Jimin. Maybe, it's because of the accident he's thinking like that. 

The silver-haired boy glanced at the mirror. His wounds and cuts are healed. Some scars are there on his forehead and cheeks but they're fading too. His disheveled silver bangs covering the hazel eyes while Taehyung took a snap to appreciate himself, a habit he had when he was a child, telling himself that he's doing good and keep going with his trust.  He chanted the comforting words in his head to himself and then sat on the bed, splayed like a starfish, earning a groan from Jimin who whined telling him that he just made the bedding. Taehyung didn't care. He pulled Jimin on the bed and cuddled with him. He closed his eyes in content, while Jimin stroked the other's hair ever so softly. 

"Take a rest Tae... I will be in the living room. If you want anything, just call me..." 

Jimin whispered and stood up to leave Taehyung to take a rest. He sauntered to the living and met with Jin and Hobi sitting there. The two males looked up as they found Jimin. He sat next to them with a puzzled expression. 

"We should tell him, right? Before this gets worse. He has all the right to know and Jeonggukkie is suffering too..." 

Hobi said in a low voice. They all agree to the point. But the thing is, how are they gonna present this to Taehyung when the male literally thinks that Jeongguk is a stranger, nothing more than Yoongi's friend. By that time, Namjoon and Yoongi entered inside, eyebags visible telling how they both are exhausted with all these incidents. Yoongi placed Yeontan on the floor and the little dog ran around, taking a whiff of everything. 

"We can't tell anything now. Remember, the doc said it's not good for his condition. We will wait some time and---" 

Namjoon couldn't complete the sentence when a deep voice cut them off. They all turned to pale yellow, words dying down as the younger looked at them, demanding answers to his question.

"What are you guys talking behind my back?" 

Taehyung asked, running his slender fingers through his silk hair. He walked slowly in his pajamas and raised an eyebrow at his friends, wanting to hear what they were talking about. He doesn't want to think more and hurt his brain, but the expressions of his friends are suspicious more than anything. It was difficult for him to believe them at that right moment judging by the way they all turned white like they just saw a ghost. Taehyung got a feeling that his friends were hiding something from him. He was about to ask again when something stopped him in the middle and it was little Yeontan clutching on his leg.