Wheels Have Each Other

30. Run away from...

I'm sorry for leaving you guys hanging. I had to go out of the station cos of some emergency. I'm back now. 

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"I'm s-so sorry, Yugie, I'm so, s-so sorry....first y-your sister....n-now you...I've been nothing b-but a curse for you."

Taehyung didn't hear those words. He didn't hear Dohyeon, whose cries slowed down as if he were falling asleep again from crying so hard. 

He felt nothing but a loud ringing that clogged his ears, a loud buzz that made his brain static, a wide array of distorted flashing colours in his sight like a broken TV, a heaviness that made his tongue strangely stick to the roof of his mouth, and a numbness in his body that didn't let him feel a thing on it, not even when he fell to his knees with a loud thud (fortunately there were no glass pieces).

In a nutshell, none of his senses worked. 

He didn't know how much time passed until there was a wet but frantic voice calling him out, shaking him by his shoulders violently. 

"-ung!! Taehyung!! Come on, this is not the time to freak out, we need to do something!! Taehy-"

Taehyung gasped with the sudden realization that he couldn't breathe. His surroundings still didn't come to focus, and he struggled to get a hold of something. He felt someone grab his flailing wrist, but he couldn't be sure who that was. His only concentration was on his breathing. Or lack thereof. 

"-my name?! What's my name, Taehyung?! Come on, tell me what's my name!!"

His name? How was he supposed to know? Couldn't that man see he couldn't breathe?

"Taehyung!! Say my name!! NOW!!"

"I...d-d-don't.....know."

"Jeon Jeongguk. Say it. Now." 

Jeon Jeongguk? His husband? Right, his husband!! "J-Jeon," he gasped, tears escaping his eyes at the pain he was feeling, "Jeon-g-gguk," he wheezed out. 

"Good. Say it again."

"J-Jeon....Jeon-gguk."

"Again."

"Jeon Jeongguk."

"Good. What's your name?" 

"K-Kim Tae-"

"Wrong. Again."

Huh? Wasn't his name Kim Taehyung? That was what he had been called ever since he was born. Was there some scam going on behind his back like when he got married to his husba-

Right. He was a married man now. "J-Jeon Taehyung." 

"Good. Your best friend's name?" 

"P-Park Jimin."

"Your mom?" 

"Kim Dahyun."

"Dad."

"Kim Hyungsik."

"Sister."

"Kim Taeyeon."

"Good. Better?" 

Taehyung gasped, this time out of the realization that he wasn't struggling to breathe anymore. He nodded and grabbed Jeongguk's arms, his grip unforgivingly hard and his eyes as wide as the sun. "H-Hyung...I...I killed a....I killed a ma-"

"Shhh," Jeongguk pulled him close and rubbed his back. "Not the time to freak out, Tae. Let's dispose of this body first and think next," Jeongguk said, but Taehyung didn't stop shaking his head.