Second Chance

Chapter 62

Everyone had left, but Taehyung was still sitting by Jungkook's grave, crying uncontrollably. He had no intention of leaving. Nefa, standing a distance away could see Taehyung's pain and decided to approach him.

"We need to go to the palace," Nefa said.

Taehyung nodded and with Nefa's help he got up. They both got into the car and headed to the palace.

Once they arrived, Taehyung asked Nefa, "Can I spend the night in your room? I want to stay in Jungkook's room. Can you stay somewhere else tonight?"

Without hesitation Nefa agreed, and Taehyung went to Jungkook's room.

As soon as he entered, he sat on Jungkook's bed, picked up a blanket and began to smell it. He wrapped himself in the blanket and started to cry.

"What have I done?" he sobbed, but there was no one to listen to him. He cried for an hour but it didn't help. Only after a long time did he begin to realize his situation.

He then got up from the bed, opened Jungkook's wardrobe, took some of Jungkook's clothes and went to take a shower. After changing into Jungkook's clothes, he came back out.

Taehyung looked around the room, trying to find some solace in the familiar surroundings. He sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers over Jungkook's belongings. Everything in the room felt like a painful reminder of Jungkook's absence.

In a daze, he wandered around the room touching Jungkook's things as if trying to hold onto any fragment of the past that could bring him comfort. The scent of Jungkook's clothes, still fresh, was a bittersweet reminder of the person he had lost.

Hours passed and Taehyung's tears slowly subsided, though his sadness remained. He lay down on the bed, wrapped in the blanket and closed his eyes hoping that somehow, in his dreams he might find some peace or a fleeting moment with Jungkook again.

Taehyung had just fallen asleep when he suddenly woke up, overwhelmed by a sense of panic. He threw off the blanket and rushed out of the room, shouting,
"Jungkook, Jungkook, my princess! Don't be scared, I'm coming!" he ran out of the palace.

Nefa quickly followed, grabbing Taehyung and placing a hand on his shoulders. "What's wrong?" Nefa asked, noticing Taehyung's distress. It was clear Taehyung was having a panic attack struggling to breathe and unable to remain composed.

Nefa helped Taehyung calm down and take deep breaths. Taehyung choked out through his tears,

"N-Nefa my my Jungkook is alone and it's night. He must be scared and it's s-so dark where he is. I need to go to him. He needs me. He might be crying, Nefa."

Taehyung continued to cry uncontrollably and Nefa's own eyes filled with tears. He had never seen Taehyung like this before.

Nefa pulled Taehyung close, holding him tightly against his chest and began to stroke his back.
"Shhh! Shhh! Jungkook isn't alone he has angels with him, Taehyung."

Taehyung was inconsolable, still crying heavily.
"Tell those angels to take me to Jungkook."

Nefa closed his eyes and gently ran his fingers through Taehyung's hair. Gradually, Taehyung's cries softened and he fell unconscious in Nefa's embrace.

Nefa carefully carried Taehyung back into the palace, his heart heavy with concern. He laid Taehyung back on the bed in Jungkook's room, making sure he was comfortable. Nefa sat beside him, continuing to stroke his hair and whispering calming words.

Hours passed, and as the first light of dawn began to break through the curtains, Taehyung stirred. His eyes opened slowly, and he looked around, disoriented but calmer than before. Nefa was still beside him, watching over him with a worried expression.