Chapter 33 : Don't Give Up

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Third Person's P.O.V :-

"Do you have a purpose?" Jungkook asked out as he looked up from the sketch book where he was dooling random patterns and designs.

"A purpose?" Taehyung questioned back, his eyes which were focused on the sketch book up until now flickered up to Jungkook's face,"Why are you suddenly asking that?" He asked as he stared at his lover, sitting on the hospital bed with broken ribs.

"Namjoon hyung told me purpose is what keeps a person alive, so I was wondering what your purpose was" Jungkook answered, providing more context into the conversation.

Taehyung just looked back at Jungkook and smiled. Indeed, a person needed a purpose to be alive and Taehyung was handed his purpose as soon as he came of the age to understand, five years old to be exact. It was drilled into his brain that he was supposed to be Jimin's Aide and help him run the family business when Jimin eventually inherited the title of the Clan Master and stay with him for life. He was supposed to be like Minjun, who stuck by the clan mistress's side like a loyal dog.

Later that purpose was modified and he was supposed to take care of Jimin's needs all his life as his husband while simultaneously keeping his duties as the future Clan Aide in his mind.

But here he was, sitting in the hospital room with Jungkook.

He had lost all of his rights to even step back inside the clan house anymore and tomorrow his divorce proceedings would start.

He had lost all of his purpose. He was nothing but a hopeless individual who kept on living because he couldn't die. A sense of failure had consumed him while he kept on flashing a sweet smile towards Jungkook's direction.

"I guess taking care of you now is my only purpose" He uttered while his hands rested on his lap, gripping each other tightly.

A slight blush appeared on Jungkook's face as he stared down at his sketchbook again and smiled,"It makes me happy to hear that, Taehyung" He said before pressing his lips together, wondering how he should convey the next few words that he wanted to say.

"I gave a similar answer a while ago when Namjoon hyung asked me what my purpose was" He softly whispered as he doodled a butterfly,"I said I just wanted to be with you but Namjoon hyung said we shouldn't limit ourselves to a person, I wanted to let you know that, because I know your purpose used to be Jimin and now you're making me your purpose" He added and looked up to observed Taehyung, who had a shocked expression on his face.

"I know it sounds rich coming from me but Namjoon hyung is a great doctor and even if it has been less than a week, I do feel hopeful about recovering that's why I try to take his advice to the heart" He stated, looking at Taehyung's face with a gentle gaze,"It makes me very happy to know that right now I'm your purpose but I think it'll make me happier if you had a greater purpose in life and amidst working towards that purpose you still chose to love me" He voiced out nervously.

Jungkook would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit afraid of Taehyung finding another purpose and forgetting about him. In the back of his mind, that's what he dreaded the most but he had been observing Taehyung for a week now and he looked anything but happy.

Sure, he smiled, hugged and kissed him but none of them were genuine, it was as if he was following directions. Up until now Jungkook thought it was because Taehyung felt lonely and alone in someone else's house but that melancholy lingered even when the two of them were together.

It frustrated Jungkook, he was starting to think Taehyung was slowly regretting choosing him until he had a conversation with Namjoon the previous night where the psychologist had let him know that instead of it being regret it could be the guilt swirling inside Taehyung. He might still be mourning the loss he had just experienced. It hadn't even been a week since then, Namjoon had asked Jungkook to be understanding towards Taehyung and offer him some space to cope first.

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