LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

65. LOST LOVE - THE END

Taehyung switched on the lights of his mansion, carrying Jimin in a bridal style to the music room. There was no hint of Jimin's uncle's presence, but the surroundings were all messed up with bloodstains and a few lifeless guards' bodies. Taehyung casually walked past the mess and entered the music room. Jimin didn't protest, as he was not in the right state of mind to comprehend how Taehyung was carrying him.

Taehyung gently placed Jimin down on a chair in the music room.

"Let me treat your wounds first," Taehyung said with a smile and turned his back to get the first aid kit from the cupboard in the corner of the room.

Jimin blankly looked at the cold floor, but his eyes widened when he saw blood trailing behind Taehyung's footsteps, causing him to clutch the chair tightly.

"Do you know what, Jimin?" Taehyung opened the drawer and spoke as if nothing was wrong. "I was very upset when you ran away from me, and I thought I had lost you." He calmly stated, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a stab wound on his abdomen. He tied a knot in his shirt around the wound and turned to face Jimin.

Jimin jumped from the chair, horrified to see blood dripping from Taehyung's abdomen. Unable to control himself, he rushed towards his own room to vomit but stopped midway when he saw his uncle's lifeless body hanging from the ceiling, slashed with knives and riddled with gunshots.

Jimin screamed at the top of his lungs and cried, unable to process what was happening. He clutched onto his heart and patting his chest, "You are brave Jimin. You can go through this." His heart raced as he heard a piano playing in the music room.

Jimin carefully hid his baby bump, believing that Taehyung wouldn’t hurt him but still feeling afraid and unsure of where to run.

The music was melodious and soothing, with layers of meaning that only Taehyung could express.

Jimin squeezed his eyes shut when he heard Taehyung’s footsteps approaching. He slowly opened them again as the slow, haunting melody filled the room. He stared at Taehyung with teary eyes, trying to make sense of the situation.

Let our hearts merge and blend together,
Let time be forgotten, my love.
When the moon and the breeze arrive,
Let the wounds be forgotten, my love...

Taehyung kneeled in front of Jimin with a faint smile, tucking Jimin's blonde hair behind his ears.

If I stand looking at you with one glance,
Will you bloom like a small flower?
If I say one word here,
Will the pain go away, my love, my love?

He cupped Jimin's cheeks and rubbed the tears with his thumb. Jimin simply allowed Taehyung to touch him, as the song Taehyung was playing making him to forget everything and looked at him with a obedient kid. Like he was making Jimin to trap through his music.

Even if the mirror breaks,
I still see reflections.
After the storm, new flowers bloom,
I will stay until the spring arrives

He singed and treated Jimin's bruises on his neck. Jimin hissed making Taehyung to softly blew air, thinking it will lessen the pain.

This world wears a mask and adorns itself,
What is your face somewhere else?
Even if it falls into the river water,
That moon will never get wet, come my love

Taehyung unbuttoned Jimin's shirt and continued to treat his wounds carefully. He took a white cotton pad and gently caressed Jimin's bump, which had a few bloodstains.