angel ; taegyu

unshared thoughts

the brunette throws on a white hoodie and a black shorts to contrast each other, he walks out of his room to the living room where long black and slightly highlighted haired angel was.

beomgyu was sitting on the couch using his phone.

"hey, pass me your clothes." taehyun says pointing at the white robes that sat right beside the angel on the sofa.

the angel was about to pass his robes to the boy when he retracted his hand, making the brunette frown just slightly.

"teach me how to operate that big box thing.." now one of taehyun's eyebrows arched.

what big box was he talking about—

'wait does he mean the washing machine?'

"do you mean washing machine—"

"yes! that's it washing machine! it's like my first time here in a humans house i actually have no idea how to use any of these things—"

"but you know how to operate a phone.."

"but i know how to use a phone...that's the only thing they thought us in training." beomgyu confesses shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. taehyun found it cute.

after explanation, after explanation, after explanation. taehyun finally got beomgyu knowing how to operate a washing machine. now it was time for the real issue, beomgyu needed to know more about the boy. he leads the boy to where he once sat on the couch, allowing the brunette to take a seat before he did. it was slightly awkward, but the angel had to break the silence. he sits down next to the boy and turns his head to face him.

"is it okay to tell me now?" he says in a soft and comforting voice, hoping to get taehyun to open up and feel that it was safe to share whatever he had pent up in that mind and heart of his with him.

the doe eyed boy takes a deep breath in and exhales out slowly, pursing his lips into a thin line.

beomgyu examines the boy's facial expression clearly he had some unshared thoughts, that he wasn't comfortable touching back on those topics . it could have been a traumatic part of his life where he didn't want to go back and think about, as it would only haunt him.

"you don't have to tell me everything right now if you're not okay with sharing it with me, after all you just met me—"

"it's okay, you're my guardian angel and god sent you here to watch over me. i should at least trust you ." taehyun says, the words making beomgyu's lips curl upwards. he's glad that taehyun is willing to trust him.

"so my family.. we were a small family of three. my mom, dad and me. i was happy with it and i couldn't have asked for more. we were happy till the night of my seventh birthday... it was just like any normal night, three of us were on our way home from a restaurant that we ate at to celebrate my birthday. my dad wasn't going past the speed limit or anything, he drove straight when the light turned green but when he did a drunk truck driver from the left side ran a red light and crashed right into my dads car." taehyun says his eyes all teary, it looked like tears were brimming up in his eyes.

beomgyu keeps quiet and watches the boy try to regain back his composure.

"i don't remember what happened after that, i passed out the moment the truck hit the car. but the next thing i knew was that i was in the hospital with a broken leg and that i was in a coma. my grandmother came to see me after that, i- i still remember her face when i asked her where my parents were. the smile that she put on when she came to visit me in the paediatric ward, hee smile dropped the moment i asked about my parents. she started crying— and then she explained to me that my parents, were gone—"