Just In Love ✓

39.

3rd person POV:

The brunette taehyung was sitting under the tree at the lake again waiting for the younger to arrive as the boy seemed late again.

"My love, where are you? You didn't visit yesterday as well.. the sun is about to set again." Taehyung muttered poutily as he stared at the sketch book he had been doodling in.

He was drawing a random bunny and a little tiger beside it.. then giggling at his own little doodle.

"Come quickly baby, i have so many things to tell you." Taehyung said as he flipped pages.. staring at a sketch of his lover he made.. like he was talking to it.. as he had a slight smile on his face.

He had been waiting for the boy from 1 hour already.. but his lover still hadn't arrived there.. he was slightly sad but he was almost sure that jungkook will definitely show up.

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Taehyung felt tears pickling his eyes as he sat there.. just like the other day.. it was almost midnight as he stared at his sketch book that was still in his lap. The younger one didn't show up.

"Jungkook.. where are you? Something doesn't feel right.." he talked to himself as he sniffled lightly.

"Ah it's cold." Taehyung blurted as he placed his sketch book and pencil back in his side Bag and buttoned his cardigan he had been wearing.

"He has to be okay. Stop being paranoid.. he would have informed if there was any problem.. he always does. It's alright." He tried to assure himself but it wasn't working as he felt the droplets of tears in the bottom of his eyelids.. ready to escape.

"Maybe he was just tired again.. that trainer is an asshole.. he doesn't let him rest for a single second.. it's okay. He has to show up tomorrow no matter what or i don't care about his father.. i will sneak into his room from the window." Taehyung said as he wiped his teary eyes and got up to go back towards his mansion again.. just like yesterday.

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It had been almost a day since jungkook had been sitting in the same position in the foot of his bed on the floor.. staring at the same ring that was digging in his palm blankly as tears fell down on his cheeks.. or just leaning his head back on the bed ashe stared up at the ceiling blankly.

He hadn't wiped his face that has tears and blood, he hadn't gotten up from there after his father beat him up badly, he didn't change his clothes that had dirt and blood on them, he he hadn't closed his eyes for sleeping for even a single second, he hadn't drank a single drop of water, he hadn't eaten a bite of food.. he doesn't even know if he's breathing at this point..

he hasn't shown a single expression, he hasn't thought about anything other than his lover's face and smile being infront of his eyes or his imagination running wild as he sees his lover being dead infront of him and the reason being him.

He hadn't let out a single noise other than occasional, 'i am sorry hyung, i am sorry for this or i love you so much hyung'.

Sometimes just his father's words roaming around in his head without any control like 'slut' 'whore' 'fag' 'faggot' 'disgusting' 'sinner' 'hideous' 'embarassing' 'shameful' or things like 'you are getting married tomorrow' 'you deserve to die' 'people like you don't deserve to live' and all that.. he just can't get them out of his mind no matter how much he tried to.

His body was hurting so much, it ached like someone ran a bulldozer over him but he felt numb at the same time because of the pain he felt in his chest.. how hurt he felt and how he was hurting his taehyung because of this.. poor boy didn't even know what was happening and jungkook couldn't even inform him or explain himself.