Melancholy

SAUDADE

~Demons: -( Imagine Dragons)~
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Oh how hard life's been to the innocent brunette, but no one seems to understand. They keep pestering and asking questions they wouldn't want answers to.

It's been a week since his been back home, and the brown-haired hasn't spoken a word at all, he's gone mute and numb. Zoning out all day long, with the ravenette consuming his thoughts.

Jungkook...the man that snatched his heart, not a single news has been heard regarding that man....how and where he is? Is still a mystery, one that's locked the brunette up in misery.

It's like the ravenette disappeared from the face of the earth. The brunette should be happy and he is indeed happy, but the fact that he hasn't heard from him yet was killing him slowly.

Yoongi had said the police had managed to shoot at the ravenette's hand, and the thought of him bleeding out before getting to safety kept the brunette up at night.

The police had been to his house a couple of times, wanting to take his statement, but the brunette never granted them any audience.

The guilt of causing the brunette pain had kept Jimin on his toes, the poor blonde had done everything in his power to get the brunette to speak to him but to no avail.

Mr& Mrs Kim had tried talking to their son severally, but Taehyung had shut everyone out, they even went as far as hiring a therapist but nothing seemed to work out.

At night the brunette would wake up with a loud cry, shaking badly....but each time they would try comforting him, he would end up pushing them away.

The nightmares were back, the demons the ravenette created and locked up had come back to haunt him, only the ravenette could shut them out..but he wasn't there.

Taehyung hated everything, he refused to eat anything, he refused to leave the house, he refused to speak, and all he wanted was the ravenette back, but how was he supposed to voice it out?

How was he going to tell his family that he missed the man who took him away from them and made his life hell? How?!.

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Mr Kim was already getting frustrated, it's been nearly a month since he got his son back, but instead of a son, he got a corpse, a living one at that.

He has done everything in his power to get the boy to open up, everything he can do to fix his child... But sometimes it feels like the more he tries, the worse things get, so he has decided to send Taehyung out of the country.

If the brunette was far away from the place that caused his trauma, maybe he would get better. That was what he had concluded, that was the best ground option, it was either that or watching his son drift away into depression.

So he called a family meeting and informed everybody about his decision and they all thought it was best, but on the condition that the blonde haired tag along, since they both couldn't risk being separated again.

But the brunette didn't take it well, in fact, he couldn't take it at all, and for the first time in weeks Kim Taehyung snapped out of his head space and all hell broke loose.

"I'm not going!" The brunette stated firmly.

"But Tae it's for your own good" his mother tried to coax.

"And I said I'm not going!!" He had already started getting agitated.

"You don't have a choice in this taehyung!!" This time it was his father who spoke.