MI AMORE || TAEGUKK || TAEKOOK

Past² - Misery & Hyungs

Taehyung stood numb as other people was buring his mother, it was raining heavily and thunder storm was just similar to the storm inside his heart but apparently he wasn't crying, he refused to cry.

Just thinking one thing on repeat,

How can God be so cruel?

"Taehyungie, baby careful, you'll fall" 5 years old Taehyung was running toward his house back from school with his mother.

"Catch me muma--catch me" he was giggling and running away from her.

"Don't run too far from me tae--"

"Muma can't catch taetae--hehehe--"

She was trying to catch her giggly baby smiling behind as Taehyung ran away from her. Soon Taehyung wobbled on his steps and fell down.

"Awh--my baby muma told you, don't run away--look you hurt your self" she said to him sadly as she came toward him.

"It's hurting muma--" Taehyung cried

"It's okay, stand up my strong baby, we will run again" she encouraged him.

Tae looked at her smiling face and stood up on his own, he smiled so wide cause of his little active move.

"That's like my brave boy, if you fall again, don't wait for help, be strong and help yourself, okay love?"

"Okay muma--"He said clapping his hands as mrs.kim picked him up in her arms, he giggled and hide in her neck nuzzling in her warmth as they headed back to home.

Taehyung looked at his father who was trying really hard to not cry but he was failing, Taehyung had lost his mother but what about this person who lost his life partner, his love of life. He felt pity for his dad.

"Look eomma how am I looking?" 10 year old Taehyung asked standing infront of a dress mirror as he set the bow of his black coat over white button up looking like a little prince charming to his mother who was standing behind him smiling fondly.

"You're looking so handsome my son"

"Am I handsome? Like appa?"

"Yes, just like your appa, my little prince." She booped his nose cutely.

"If I'm prince then you're my holy queen mother." Taehyung bowed to her dramatically in a royal style as he had watched in cartoons and her heart fluttered seeing her baby, she bend down for his son and pecked his head appreciating his love.

"Eomma's baby--"

Taehyung was convinced that his mother fell down from stairs and couldn't make it, he didn't know the truth behind it and nor his father tell anyone because he was guilty of his doing, he couldn't tell anyone and just kept quite. He was also in trauma, he didn't expected that at all, they were a loving couple but their fate was something else.

"Close your eyes and open them when I say to, okay?" Father said to Taehyung who was standing infront of a table in their living room.

"appa--don't scare me okay? I believe you."

"Oh my son appa won't, just do" He closed his eyes with his tiny hands

"Okay now open" he opened them and cutely gasped with happiness.

"eomma? You made this for me?"

"Happy birthday to you baby--yes this is for you" there was cute baby tiger cake with candles for him for his 8th birthday. He was so happy looking at how his mother worked so hard in kitchen for his little surprise. He loved tigers and wanted one for birthday, they could easily order it but still she wanted to do it by herself for her little packet of happiness.