A 6 hour road trip with his father is definitely not what Taehyung was looking forward to. But he did. He sat in a car, for six fucking hours, in total silence, the only source of noise being the sound of the AC fan and faint noises from what was happening was outside the car, and maybe Taehyung's snoring.
Yeah, he fell asleep. It was a fact that Taehyung struggled to keep his eyes open when in a moving vehicle. So he slept for a good couple hours before they arrived at his father's house.
It was big. Really, really big. And now Taehyung was inside.
Everything was so white, and clean.
Taehyung didn't want touch anything. He felt like he would get something dirty if he touched it.
Running his tongue across his lip, Taehyung held his duffle bag in his hand and cleared his throat gaining his father's attention.
"Oh, yeah um...your room, right...follow me."
Taehyung nodded his head and followed his father up the stairs. He passed multiple rooms, one of which he heard yelling coming from.
Stopping at a door, Taehyung pressed his lips into a fine line before stepping inside when his father opened the door.
The room was nice. It was big. Really big.
"This is your room...um...if you want anything changed just tell me. The stuff you had at your mother's house will be brought over...and um, there's a suit case in the closet filled with clothes I'm not sure if they'll fit though."
Taehyung nodded his head and placed his bag on the floor, "What's going to happen now?"
"What do you mean?" The elder man asked as placed his phone back into his pocket.
"My mum is dead, what's going to happen with me?"
Doyoung cleared his throat and wiped his sweaty palms into his dress pants, "I now have full custody of you, and next week we'll be going back to America and you're coming with me."
"But I don't want to leave...I—"
"There's nothing here for you. Your mother is dead and you have no family members on her side. You only have me and your other siblings. You're coming to America with me whether you like it or not."
Taehyung didn't utter a word after hearing that.
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"So that's what he told you?" Jungkok asked.
Taehyung gave the tattooed male a sad smile and nodded his head, "Yeah," the brunette mumbled as he grabbed his phone and turned on his back, looking at Jungkook through the screen.
"Do you know the exact date your leaving?"
The sound of thunder, and the flash of lightning outside made the brunette jump, "no, not the exact date, he just said next week."
Jungkook sighed and massaged his temple, "Well...school is going to be closed for the rest of the week because of the storm that's heading our way, and next week I guess we could spend some time together after school hours, we'll make use of the time we have, alright?"
"Yeah, alright," taehyung softly muttered.
"Hey, kook?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna miss you."
Jungkook gave the brunette a soft smile.
"I'm gonna miss you too, baby, so so much."
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This book is kind of getting crappy now. I'm not liking it. But we're getting to what I think will be the good part.
Double update? Or wait?
I already have the next chapter written and ready to be published.
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