Hate You To The Moon And Back || KTH FF ||

Silence~

Y/n's pov

Am I still alive?

My body was numb, just like my mind. I couldn't comprehend my exact location, was I still in that hell of a car? Maybe not, the bedding felt softer. I tried moving my hand, I'm not sure if I succeeded in moving it or not.
I tried opening my eyes but failed. Everything felt so heavy. Even though my eyes were closed, it felt as if my surrounding was spinning. I wanted to shout, to yell but my mouth wasn't in my favour.

After awhile, my ears caught a faded sound, as if someone was speaking from a mile away, singing, to be precise. With a slow and gentle voice.

Painfully slow, the volume kept increasing until I could register, who was the owner of the voice.

Hamkke utgo hamkke ulgo
I dansunhan gamjeongdeuri
Naegen jeonbuyeonna bwa

(We laugh together, we cry together
These simple feelings were everything I had)

Eonjejjeumilkka
Dasi geudael majuhandamyeon
Nuneul bogo malhallaeyo
Bogo sipeoss-

(When will it be? If Isee you again, I will look into your eyes and say "I missed y-)

Jungkook.

"Doctor!! Doctor!! She's moving!!"  Tight screeching of a chair echoed in my ear, as if someone pushed it by the back of their knees while getting up.

I fell asleep, again.

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Taehyung's pov

Me and jungkook take turns looking after her. It's been 3 days, she still didn't gain consciousness after the horrible incident. Doctor said cases like this aren't very rare and that a sexual assault patient can stay unconscious for as long as a week due to overwhelming shock and terror.

The son of a bitch was arrested, before I could lay my hands on him. Lucky ass.

Nonetheless the only drop of satisfaction I've is due to the fact that Jungkook left his face distorted after all the beatings.

According to the police, his name was David.
And he didn't even open his mouth yet, no confessions, nothing. But they're still trying to confirm no one was behind it, rather than just him.

We were supposed to visit her favourite ramyeon place today, my heart drops everytime I see her or think about the things she had go through because of me. What if she wakes up and chooses not to forgive me? I won't be able to bear that. Nada.

But who can blame her even if she doesn't, I, can't bring to forgive myself, she's the one who suffered, physically and mentally.

Mother didn't come to visit her, said she had some meetings to attend in Canada. I shouldn't be saying this but, I don't feel the respect for her which I used to, it just feels like a formality nowadays.

I kept Yeontan at Lily's house. I don't have time Nowadays. Either I'm in office or in the hospital. Same goes for Jungkook.

Lily and her mother visited her twice, and brought some flowers, gave me some sympathy and a bunch of kind words which I can't even remember listening to. My mind is in a pithole after that night.

*Phone buzzing*

"Hello"

"Taehyung! Hospital, right now. She's awake!"

"I'm on my way." I shoved the phone in my pocket and stood up in the middle of the meeting, which I wasn't paying attention to anyways. Everyone on the table gave me weird looks but I couldn't care less. I dashed out of the room. And to the hospital.

I sprinted towards her room. Took a deep breath before opening the door.
I'll finally see her awake, and will be able to apologise to her when she isn't asleep.

A cold breeze probably of the air conditioner came in contact with my face as soon as I opened the door. Jungkook was on the chair, near her bed. Sobbing.
And y/n, she was still asleep. The doctor wrote something on the writing pad and left the room before patting my shoulder lightly.

"Jungkook" I had hundreds of question to ask him, did you lie? Did she sleep again? Is she just resting? Why TF are you crying?? What did the doctor say? When will I able to talk to her? Is she fine?
But, his name was all that could escape my lips.

Seems like he can't even say that much.

"You should've taken care of her." Thank you Jungkook, but I already know that.

He shoved the reality on my face and left the room.

I walked near her bed, defeated. The scars on her whole upper body are proofs, that I lost. Proof of me not being a good husband.

I gently grazed my fingers on her cheek, and neck followed. She's covered in teeth bites. The amount of pain, I, am going through isn't any less than torture right now.

A heavy sigh left my mouth. I scooted down and pressed my lips on her forehead.

After a few minutes, a nurse, around the age of 55 came in, took her usual notes but before going back, she told me "sir, I think you should talk to your wife more often, it helps in the recovery of a coma patient" and left-

What did you do Taehyung?

Hi my loves. I'm sorry for the late updates. I'll try to post new chapters more often and I'm so so sooo glad for all the love this book is getting. Thank you for all your support, y'all are the best fr.

I was in tears the whole time writing this chapter. Ahhhh.

Have a cookie 🍪 and sorry for making y'all sad :(