IDOL- Destined to be his❤(KTH× READER)

CHAPTER - 54 AN UNFULFILLED DREAM❤

Y/N'S POV

Days after days...Taehim is spending his whole time with his father Taehyung. And he is slowly getting addicted to him...well its not a tough job for Kim fucking Taehyung to be anyone's and everyone's addiction.

Whenever I am around both of them...they both always play video games, Taehyung sometimes helps Taehim in his studies, Taehim loves to take piggy back rides with Taehyung... In which Taehyung carries Taehim on his back and sprints around the whole house... Making some weird noises with his voice...meanwhile my baby enjoys so much with him and both of their giggles resonates in the house in loud sound.

They did not even care about anything when they both are together... Like one day the way they both messed up my whole cupboard just to find suitable clothing for Taehim so that Taehyung can dress him up like him... In some kind of vintage style.

And the other day when Taehyung tried to make some hot chocolate for my son... Splattering all the things in the kitchen. It feels like "winterbear" has become a kind of mantra for Taehim which he uses to chant all day along.

Both of their bond is getting stronger day by day and the thought of a "happy home" with me and my baby is getting weaker day by day.

When I see both of them...so happy with each other...sometimes I wonder and ask myself...that all of this was enough. It was all that I wanted from the start...it was all that I wanted from life...a very happy family that comes from me... A small happy home with a person for whom my love is irreplaceable and everlasting and some kids... All of this... Only for me...

But now when its all happening in reality...all I could think about is my baby... My Taehim... Whom I never ever want to let go.

On the other hand Taehyung sometimes acts like he really cares. Not only for Taehim but for me too... Like he did earlier... Some years ago.

The way he always looks at me with his pleading glistening eyes, the way he always listens to my words... Even though he knows that I am going to say hurtful things to him, the way his eyes sparkles everytime I talk nicely to him, the way his lips stretch creating a boxy smile on his beautiful lips whenever he sees me and Taehim playing and kissing each other.

All these things sometimes makes me want to believe that YES... He is the one... He was the one... He will be the one...

My brain says to me all the time that I hate him so much because he left me and an innocent soul out there...in the whole cruel world to survive alone and tagged me as a whore...

But now when he is back here with me...all I can see on his face is nothing but pure love for me...all I can see in his almond shaped eyes is nothing but immense pain... All I can see on his quivering pink lips is coldness... Asking for my warmth... All I can see in him is his broken heart...and all the millions of fragments of his broken heart is asking me to fix it...and to save him...AGAIN.

And seeing him like this makes me want to do nothing but it always arises a feeling in me...to hug him.

To capture him between my arms till all of his pain goes away...to make him snuggle his head in the crook of my neck and cry as much as he wants... To rub my small hands on his back till he feels comfortable and some warmth from my body...to rub the tip of my fingers in his long dark curls till he fell asleep in my arms peacefully...forgetting about all of his pain and sorrow.