Child Of Stardust || TAEKOOK ✔️

20

My vision was a little blurry from all the tears. I  frantically tried to wipe off the remaining tears with the duvet sheet, trying to make it look like I was just trying to get something out from eyes because they were itching or something.

Whoever entered into my room, I didn't want to appear vulnerable in front of them. Not anymore at least.

Everything was happening so fast that I couldn't make up the time. Was it night already? When would Hara come back? Jimin's uncle how's he doing now? What kind of best friend I am if I don't at least call him to know about his family's deteriorating health?

"Taehyung"

I knew this voice. But I didn't want to look up. I was tired..from doing nothing. I wanted to sleep. I wanted to sleep and see if all of this disappear when I wake up. But who was I kidding? Nothing would change. Not till the disaster ends. Maybe there would be all rainbows and flowers after that. But for some reason I couldn't imagine it. Why couldn't I imagine a beautiful future?

I felt someone sitting in front of me on the bed. I didn't want to talk to Yoongi right now. But then again he was trying to help right? It would look bad if I didn't reply. So gathering all my willpower I slowly looked up to face Yoongi.

Oh

OH

My breathing.

My breathing! Something is wrong with my breathing!

Stupid heart beating so fast! It must be a dream! No no I'm dreaming! It can't be...

It can't be...

No it can't..

"Taehyung.."

I'm dreaming. That's it. I'm dreaming. Taehyung you're dreaming. Or this is simply hallucination. Nothing else. Yes.

"Taehyung.. you..don't want to see me?"

He was still there when I opened my eyes. I was going crazy because of sleep deprivation. Jungkook couldn't possibly be here right?

I shook my head vigorously. Yes, yes! This is not real! No!

But his gentle touch on my face proved me wrong. He was here. Jungkook was here. He was wiping my tears off with his pale and slender fingers. I probably looked so fucking ugly crying my heart out. The sniffles became loud sobs. Shit. He'd think I'm a crybaby. Reason to hate me more.

How could I not stop this tears?! Stupid Taehyung!

"Can I...hug you?"

His voice sounded so broken. So weak. Even weaker than mine. How could someone's voice be weaker than mine? I tried to find the answer within myself, probably just to distract me. Maybe by doing that I'd be finally out of my hallucination and wake up to reality.

"Taehyung.."

He called my name as if it's a fragile piece of art, as if it'd break into pieces if he didn't take care of it.

"Do you want me to go?"

I shook my head. I could never want that.

My soul craved for your presence even when you hated me. I couldn't deny that anymore.

I wanted to say. But my throat hurt. There was a burning sensation inside that was holding me back.

"Can I hug you then?"

He repeated with the same broken tone. I hated this. I hated how broken his voice sounded. The moment I nodded, he engulfed me into his embrace. And I realised how much I've missed this. His warm embrace felt like bonfire in cold winter night. Comfortable. It felt like home.

I wasn't hugging him back, partially because my hands were still under the duvet which was practically covering my whole body except my head. And another reason might be because I still couldn't believe this was happening.

The loud sobs gradually turned into something more. And I was crying like a baby, loud and clear unlike before. But my voice was muffled for being buried into Jungkook's chest. I felt his  grip on my body becoming stronger but not too strong to hurt me. At that moment I didn't care who was in the room. I wailed loudly till I couldn't cry anymore. Jungkook's hands kept circling my back and I could feel him kissing my hair. When was the last time I cried like this?

The answer echoed inside

Never

I didn't realise when I fell asleep while crying in Jungkook's embrace. I didn't what was the time right now. Everything felt so surreal as if it was just a dream again but the warm embrace was informing me it was surely not a dream.

I was slightly in a different position with Jungkook being beside me. I could tell even with my eyes shut. One hand caressing my head, his fingers through my hair, it felt cozy and I smuggled up more. Another hand was on my bump, caressing too.

That's when my eyes fluttered open. Jungkook was caressing my bump. I looked at hom with wide eyes and found him smiling at me with eyes filled with tenderness. My eyes immediately went down to his other hand on my stomach and then looked at him again. He knew.

He knew.

Was he going to hate me more now?

I felt a lump on my throat, trying to choke me to death.

"I'm sorry.."

I didn't know what I was apologizing for. There were several reasons but I couldn't point out one particularly.

"You've nothing to apologise for, Taehyung"

At this point, my name on his tongue became my addiction. I could feel it. Everytime he called my name with his caring voice, I felt like melting into nothing. How can someone's voice be so addictive?

"I..all this because of me... I'm the one to blame for everything...how can you say I don't have anything to apologise for?"

My voice was still hoarse after sleeping and crying so much. Maybe I was still in my world, thinking all of this was just a dream otherwise how would I have this courage to speak?

When Jungkook didn't say anything back, I felt the urge to add more.

"Please..please don't hate me.. I didn't steal your necklace.. please... don't avoid me anymore..."

I wasn't crying when Jungkook buried my head into his chest again and his grip on me once again tightened. I was too tired to cry anyway. And I didn't want to be a crybaby. It was embarassing enough. However my voice did the trick. Maybe he thought it sounded ugly.

"Forgive me Taehyung. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault... I shouldn't have accused you of stealing.. I shouldn't have avoided you.. I though.. I thought if I did that I'd be away from you and they...they wouldn't be able to get hold of you.. I thought by doing that I was keeping you safe but I was wrong.. I was so wrong.. I'm sorry..."

I felt him shaking a little. Probably he started crying, I could tell. I didn't want to look up at him. I didn't want to see his face smeared with tears. It would only hurt me more.

But I had to. I had to be stronger. So I left his embrace even though I didn't want to and looked up at him, only to find him in a state that indeed hurt me. I slowly raised my hand and wiped his tears then cupped his cheeks. He immediately held my hands and kissed them.

Jungkook didn't hate me.

"Please don't say that.. I can't see you blaming yourself like this.. please.."

I pleaded and hugged him. He did the same, hugging me back. We tried to make up for the lost time we were away from each other. I realised it was not only me but Jungkook too went through the heart ache, perhaps more than I did.

"I'm here now.. I'm here to protect you.. I'll be protecting you till my last breath.."

It was my turn to make the grip around him stronger and initiate the kiss too.