Midnight sun (taekook)

⫼ chapter 11 ⫼

Walking up by the sound of somebody screaming is what Jungkook was used to, but the odd sensation of someone combing his soft locks with long fingers felt much finer than the shouting ones,

not caring for the globe, a half-asleep jungkook switched his position getting comfier with the feeling,

he smiled in his sleep when the similar feeling of someone softly and smoothly moving fingertips in his hair still on he always preferred this sort of sentiment,

but his sanity went blank when a small question got stuck in his mind, he got no one to satisfy his desires then who is the person currently playing with his hair,

he scowls in his sleep slowly opening his eyes he rearealizesat he is not on the cushion anymore but something more comfortable is under his head right now, again what???

the hands stopped playing as he felt a small kiss which was planted on his forehead, he widened his eyes, he sits up on the mattress at the speed of light, and turned his head toward the source of all comfort he was getting some mear seconds ago,

"Good Morning kook baby" his mother greeted him with a sweet smile which make him question his own eyes

'am I still sleeping is this some kind of dream?' he assumed, finding a confused look on her son's features she smiled sadly,

she softly lifted his own hands and grasped Jungkook's right hand caring it softly rubbing the knuckles of jungkook's hand at a slow rate,

slowly lifting her head she matched her eyes with jungkook, who was presently looking at his hand which she was holding,

he bite his lip and make eye contact with hesitation as he felt someone's eyes on him, never in his life had he looked straight into his parent's eyes after his noona left,

"I-I am sorry" her mother turned, making the situation hard for jungkook to understand 

'sorry??? what the fuck is going on I am yearning' he thought to himself,

"b-baby I know you are not comfortable with us but still, even after knowing this I take things very fast, I-I know I was a dreadful mother, hell I am not even worth being called a mother, but baby I pledge, please believe me I wanna c-chang myself I just wanna give you everything you merit, a-all my love all the things I should give you before, I didn't have any purpose of hurting you, baby,

the-the manner you run It impairs, I-I am s-sorry baby please forgive me" she looked down as a tear fell on their combined hands,

Jungkook's eyes widened as he realise that his mother is crying, no he never want this... he free his hand from his mother's grip and use his finger to lift her head,

he wiped her tears with his thumb still hesitating a little,

"No I shouldn't have run it's my fault Emma, umm... don't.. don't cry," he muttered, it's not his fault he know but seeing his mother's tears,

no, he didn't want her to cry because of him maybe she hurts him a lot, maybe she beats him, maybe she wanted him dead, but he never desire this he can never.

but soon enough his chest filled with euphoria when two arms hooked he, embracing his body, "y-you are an angle baby, ho-how did I hurt an angle." the faded voice of his mother rang in his ears,

Jungkook wanted to stay in those arms forever, mother love is... the deep all-embracing, warm, safe, nourishing, nurturing all-accepting, and supportive love that soothes the places inside our heart that feels scared and lonely,

someone said a child that's being abused by its parents doesn't stop loving its parents, it stops loving itself,

well, it is true...