UNLOVED WIFE

53. BEYOND WORDS

If you people are crying your heart out here, what will happen when the real thing comes?

Anygay, keep crying. I love it.

Womp womp

Hahaha satanic laugh.

All the trimesters of Taehyung passed with such deep agony, each day felt like a year.

With Xena by his side, Taehyung made frequent trips to the doctors.

Whenever Tae heard that the baby was doing well and healthy, his cracked lips would curl into a faint smile, though his eyes remained hollow.

For a special project, Director Aera transferred Yoongi to Seoul in her care, with Jimin accompanying him, as his wife.

Jimin's in-laws took great care of him, pampering both him and their tiny princess, as they eagerly awaited the baby's arrival. He was on maternity leave, spending his days in Seoul surrounded by family love.

He tried calling Taehyung multiple times, but the number was out of reach, and worry filled his heart.

Determined to visit Tae, Jimin decided he'd go to him as soon as he returned to the island and find out what was happening and why is he not talking to him.

He was also a bit mad at Tae for not telling him about the pregnancy, feeling hurt and left out.

One random day, as if it was any other, Jungkook ordered Yoongi to book a doctor's appointment for Taehyung.

It was then that Yoongi discovered Taehyung's pregnancy. And later on he revealed the matter to his wife.

Now Taehyung was already in his eighth month, his body weary, yet his spirit still hanging by a thin thread of hope.

Unable to bear the crushing loneliness any longer, Taehyung finally emerged from his chambers, sneaking quietly into the main mansion.

He wandered through the halls, his footsteps echoing in the empty space.

He paused in the dining room, where their connection had silently blossomed over shared, silent meals.

He trailed his fingertips over the couch in the living room, feeling the expensive fabric beneath his touch.

It was the very spot where Jungkook would rest his head in his lap, a tender moment now just a distant memory.

Slowly, he made his way to Jungkook's bedroom, his heart heavy with unspoken emotions.

Memories overwhelmed him as he set foot inside, a rush of happiness and pain clashing in his mind.

The washroom, where Jungkook would wash him with such care, now felt cold and empty.

The walk-in closet, filled with Jungkook's clothes

A few pieces that Taehyung had worn still hung there, a stark reminder of a time when things were simpler.

But now, everything felt so distant, almost like a dream he could no longer reach.

Exhausted from roaming, Taehyung sat down on the bed, his body giving in to the fatigue.

He lay down, pulling the sheets around him, inhaling the faint scent of his husband that lingered.

Tears spilled from his eyes uncontrollably, soaking the fabric beneath him.

He cried his heart out, holding onto the sheets that once witnessed the intimate moments of Taekook, now a relic of their shared love.

Fatigue from his pregnancy easily overtook him, and he drifted into an uneasy slumber, his body giving in to the exhaustion.