Lover

15] Thoughts

Taehyung's pov:

" What did they say? " Jimin and his boyfriend , yoongi were right now sitting with me in the living room in absolute utterance with negativity all over my house.

No sounds of people talking , no one was whispering. Not even any insect made noises.
Not only my staff but also the walls of that house were grieving. At this moment, I was feeling as if everything was taken away from me.

My love , my motive to live , my breath , my house , my people and everything!

I gazed in the air with no meaning to senses. I didn't know what to do at all.

My heart was dying and I could feel it die. Everything was happening bad and there was no stop to it.

I couldn't believe that this was happening.

" ---- ung? Taehyung! "

" Yeahhh. I am listening. " I mumbled dryly before matching my gaze with Jimin.

" No. You're not. " Yoongi retorted and trust me when I say that his voice was really irritating me.

That high pitched , annoyed tone of his , really made my head throb in sickness.

I knitted my eyebrows tightly while glaring at him and then , looked away.

I had no energy to waste on having an eye roll over his face.

" Taehyung , I asked what did the doctor say. " jimin repeated himself but when I heart that particular word ' Doctor ' my insides clawed me in pure fury.

Doctor

Doctor

And that fucking useless DOCTOR!

" He....I want to kill him! " not able to control my anger , I snapped hearing that bastard.

" Why? " Yoongi asked making me frown deeply before I threw my head back and blinked taking a deep inhale.

" Because. -- He is useless. "

" He is the best doctor of this country, man. And you have made him piss his pants for all I know. " Yoongi shrugged dryly only to make my eyes snap at his face.

I hated that bastard.

He was nothing but a dry and careless man.

" Well then fuck whoever thinks that! " I quipped getting a dark eye from him as if he could really scare me.

" Because he is absolutely useless and a typical scaredy cat demeanour. A world class doctor can never be that of a shivering being." I spat bitterly grabbing the diary that I have been reading from time to time.

Things had changed as I read them. Going through the diary I realized that Jungkook had misunderstandings about me to a very unhealthy level.

He thought that I was having an affair with my old friend , then he thought that I was coming late home because I was out enjoying. He had written in his diary that , there were times when I didn't bring bouquet for him which mad him doubt me further because bouquets were like a chore to me.

It was like a routine that I followed everyday and brought different type of flowers for him , and maybe because of some reason I might have forgotten at times and those times were now written in his diary.

Jungkook,  had written every single detail of our life about the fights we had , about the celebrations which were never so really felt by us because of a doomed relation or about the events when we had to act all happy while in reality Things were just the upside-down.

I flipped pages of the diary before I reached the page where I had left reading.

" Ok then. We are leaving. " Jimin said thinking that I was doing some business , oblivious of what I actually was doing.

I hummed as they stood up for leaving. While exiting , Jimin spoke " You know that your parents are coming here with your brother this evening , don't you? " He asked making me look up at him pressing my lips into a thin line of acknowledgement.

" Thanks for reminding me. I almost forgot about that. " I admitted before adding. " Send Alin ( Another house worker ) upstairs as you go. I need the house a little appropriate before they come. " I said at which he huffed and maybe it was an action to my irresponsible behavior but could I be more serious?

I did not have the time or ability to work on things with full concentration when I was merely stable and sane at this situation.

Both walked out shutting the door behind and then I dived into the words my Jungkook had written.

His writing was beautiful too. Just like him.

Cursive , clear and beautiful. 

It was like emotions were drawn by the pen in the name of words. His every stroke was visible to me and as I had seen him write , I could imagine him holding the pen as he hovered it over the empty pages before filling them with his beautiful thoughts.

As I was reading , not so long after , Alin came to whom I told about the cleanings and things that were to be done before my family arrived here.

I didn't know why they were coming here when they could do nothing at all.

Jungkook was not conscious and that's why they had no use of coming to my house in the name of taking care of their son-in-law,  so felt kinda useless.

Thinking that , I tried to get back to reading but then my phone started to ring making a groan of annoyance rumble from my throat.

Why couldn't I read in peace!

I grabbed my phone with sorrowfilled eyes but when my focus went on the caller ID , I almost dropped the diary .

Doctor.

It was the call from Hospital.

And with that , my chest squeezed in a suffocating manner making me feel awful and bitter.

Jungkook. What is happening. I don't like this at all.