Forgotten Memories

Jung Ho Seok

Taehyung was already crying in Yoongi's lap but now, as another one of his hyungs clung to him tightly, sobbing like a child in his embrace, he felt completely overwhelmed.

One by one, they had come to him, and one by one, they had cried—holding him, comforting him, needing to be comforted themselves.

Each and every one of the hyung cried like a baby meeting the brother they lost for years. He regret not coming to them for all these years. All of his hyungs loves him more than anyone can ever imagine. They are not just mere friends...

They are family..

So, now it was again Taehyung's turn to console his newly met hyung. 

" I'm here hyung. Taehyungie is here. " Taehyung was now used to this scenario. He can imagine how much his hyungs must have missed him. And he is enjoying every second of it. He missed 3 years and he will now preserve every moment. 

This time Yoongi revised the story on Tae's part. Hobi sobbed louder when he found about Taehyung's memory. The day went by with a blink of an eye and it was already time for them to say good bye. But none of them wanted to separate. 

Bogum had come to drop Taehyung home again, unaware he was walking straight into a storm. And a very angry Sope duo stood by the door, arms crossed, expressions dark and deadly. They were ready to throw their hands on him. 

As Bogum greeted them with a nervous smile, he extended his hand—only to immediately regret it.

Hobi took it with a smile that didn't reach his eyes and squeezed.

Hard. Bogum swore his bones almost cracked.

If it weren't for Namjoon stepping between them with perfect timing, Bogum was certain he would've left that place bruised, bloodied, and missing at least one limb.

But he was certain of one thing, thank god glares don't kill—

Because if they did, he would've been burned, sliced, buried, drawn, quartered, beaten, hanged, and resurrected just to be killed again—by Yoongi and Hobi's laser-like stares.

And Bogum... well, he was very thankful to God for that.

When Bogum asked Taehyung to come with him, both Yoongi and Hobi were this close to dragging him straight to the graveyard—if not for Jin, who gave them a silent but deadly glare that practically screamed "Shut Up"

Taehyung had to bite his lip to keep from laughing as he watched Bogum nervously wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The poor guy was practically melting under Sope's murderous stares.

In the end, Yoongi and Hobi didn't even let Bogum finish his sentence.
They each grabbed one of Taehyung's arms and dragged him toward their car without so much as a goodbye.

Taehyung was laughing so hard in the back seat, he nearly fell over—rolling around like a kid who had just gotten away with something hilarious.

Bogum, standing at the curb, let out a shaky breath.
He was happy—genuinely happy—that Taehyung had found his long-lost hyungs who loved him so fiercely.
But still... a small part of him couldn't help but worry.
Would Taehyung really be okay with them?

Sensing his hesitation and nervousness, Jin stepped forward, his voice calm and sincere.
"Don't worry," he said gently.
"He'll be safe. They may be intense, but they love him more than anything."

Namjoon nodded beside him, offering a reassuring smile.

 Of course they have already got the idea about Bogum's feeling and there is nothing wrong to care about a friends safety. So they assured him and bid him goodbye.