The Toxicity | Taehyung x Jungkook

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ.

"Talk?" I whisper as I place to bowl of soup on the table next to the hospital bed and Taehyung nodds. I was confused. He sounded sincere and I wonder what the man was up to now.

"I do.." he says softly and I raise my eyebrow.

"You do what?" I only ask.

"I do care about you." He only says and I scoff as I look the other way.

"Taehyung you should just save it." I only say dismissing him.

"I just lost a baby and I have black eye, a stab wound, and even more bruises to add on the bruises I already have."

"So just save it." I say firmly and Taehyung's glare on me softens as he doesn't speak anymore.

The room grows silent and all you could hear was the holter monitor attached to my body. My eyes widen as Jungkook re enters the room with my discharge papers. Yet I was just happy to see the man's face, but embarrassed of how he was seeing me.

"You're all set." Jungkook says helping me from the hospital bed and I nodd.

"Keep the holter monitor on for the 72 hours...call me if the beeping starts to get unsteady." Jungkook informs. I take one last look at Jungkook before I frown and follow behind my husband.

𝙹𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝟾 // 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗞𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗮
The next couple of days went by fast, Taehyung was distant. He was rarely around and not that I was complaining, but something felt off about him. As if he was fighting the demons within himself. Taehyung wanted to talk to me, I bet he was going to apologize. He always does when he takes it too far, but I was done with him. My love for him was starting to vanish. Hatred started to feel my heart every time I glanced at him.

Yet I couldn't stop thinking about you my angel baby.

Last night I looked down at my stomach as I held it softly. I wonder if this was meant to happen. Was I meant to loose my unborn child. No I didn't want another child with Taehyung, but I wouldn't have mind carrying another blessing into the world. I wondered if you were a boy or a girl. Hm maybe even a tiger? Kiden always told me he thought we were tigers.

I chuckled to myself, I wondered if you and Kiden would get along and grow up together always sticking by each other. Kiden deserved that. If only I knew about you sooner maybe I could of... maybe I could of saved you.

I could of ate healthier and avoided the beatings from Taehyung if I simply stayed put doing my daily routines as his wife. Maybe just maybe. I failed you, and I'm deeply sorry.

You were in a better place now though and maybe that's a good thing for now. I wouldn't want to welcome you in a world we're both your parents faked like everything was perfect. When it wasn't. I wished it wasn't like this my unborn baby.

I wish I could of carried you successfully and birthed you. Let Taehyung cut the umbilical cord and kiss your cheeks so you'd stop crying.

I would then watch him bring you over to me so I could hold your tiny body in my arms.

And sing to you.

Sing to you and touch your soft round face until you was calm. Then I'll take one look at your father and we'd share a kiss. A long romantic one too. The type of kiss couples in the movies do when they realize they were deeply in love with another. Kiden would then enter the room and join me in the bed and rest his head on my body as the three of us admired your presence.