𝔟𝔬𝔶𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫

31

Taehyung

(YALL ITS THE MIDDLE OF Summer IK TAHEYIINGS Birthday IS in DEC BUT I DONT CARE)

Tae was eighteen now. He was excited to leave the hospital and finally go home. He hadn't gotten his phone, he wasn't able to be alone, and he was so, so sick of people asking what was in his head. they wouldn't give him anything to draw with. His hands itched and itched with an anger to create. 

He hurried to the bus stop down the street and while waiting he finally got a look at his phone. He could still see the unread texts from three days ago. 

NAMJOON: Yoongi and Jimin broke up. thought you'd want to know. 

TAE (Chris): Hello, this is Tae's friend Chris. He's currently in the hospital right now btu i'll pass along the message for him. 

NAMJOON: What? What happened? 

NAMJOON: Tae? 

NAMJOON: Tae what happened? 

Taehyung let his finger shover over the keys before typing out a short response. 

TAE: Collapsed. I'm fine now. 

Satisfied, he hit send and went on to the next one, Jin. 

JIN: Yo, I heard what happened. hope you're okay. 

Taehyung decided to ignore Jin and just continued to the last contact, Yoongi the message flashed at him, and he stalled for a moment. 

YOONGI: I miss you. 

YOONGI: I want to see you, I'm coming over. 

YOONGI: the doors open, where are you? 

YOONGI: Tae? 

He blinked before moving on and getting off the bus at his apartment's stop. He hurried up the stairs, excited to be home and his hands itched with creativity. He unlocked the door, already seeing the lights on. 

Someone was at his counter he smelled like burning candles, he peeked around the corner and saw Chris's bright face smiling at him, holding a cake alight with sparklers. "Happy Birthday Taehyung!" He jumped up and around the counter holding the cake up high. 

Taehyung felt his chest beat with relief and smiled at Chris. "Thank you, now who let you in?" 

Chris gave Tae a mischievous smile "Come on, make a wish." 

Taehyung blew out the candles, grinning back at Chris. Chris cheered and set the cake on the counter. "There was a guy that stopped by, asking about you I told him you weren't here, and he left."

"I know." Taehyung sat across form him at the counter. Chris picked up his phone, which had been recording. 

Chris slid something across the counter to him. 

Taehyung's eyes widened. "Chris, you didn't have to do all of this..." 

"Yet, I did. So, open it! Come on!" He nudged the box towards the boy. 

Taehyung sighed and started to open the gift. It was a set of sparkling, shimmering paint she'd never seen before, they were stunning. "Holy shit, Chris you've done too much." 

"No, I've done exactly what you deserve, do you like them? Tell me you like them." Chris looked like a puppy, leaning over the counter with big brown eyes and dimples for days.

"I do like them, thank you Chris." Taehyung smiled at him. He looked back up and Chris was one his phone, typing something furiously. "And what are you doing now?" 

"I'm posting you blowing out your candles, cause you look stunning, look at this!" Chris turned the phone to him, showing him a video of Taehyung walking into his apartment. He looked healthy, Taehyung realized. 

He hadn't looked in a mirror for a while now, he looked...fuller, and he had a sort of light in his eyes. He smiled; he wanted Yoongi to see it. "Post it." 

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After Chris had left, he went straight to his canvases, letting his hurt, his happiness and everything that had built up inside him the past week spill out in the form of paint. 

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late update, yeah?