Sacrifice: Part II [Kim Taehyung※You※Park Jimin Fanfiction]

Sacrifice Part II: Chapter 21

**Kim Taehyung, at 7 years old**

Starring at his mother as she gets ready, choosing the right dress and fixing her make-up, fixing her hair, little Taehyung didn't quiet understood what was happening around him at the time. But he took every moment as a blessing, even at 7 years of age.

"Eomma~~!" He called, in his usual adorable squeaky voice.

His beautiful mother turned her head around, her long semi- curls bounced around her shoulders as she flashed her son one of her sweetest grin.

"Yes, Taehyung? Would you like to choose eomma's dress for me?"

Smilling from ear to ear, Taehyung fiercely nodded.

Mother turned back around as she picked up two of the dresses that she had trouble choosing. Displaying them both in front of Tae, then asked

"Which one? The white one? Or the blue?"

Making a thinking expression, he let his finger tap on his nose (one of his so-call thinking gimmick) then responded

"The white one!" Pointing towards the simple white dress in front of his little self.

Mother took a quick look at the dress then sweetly asked her son,
"Why this one, Taehyung?"

"Because it'll make you look like an angel under the sun."
As Taehyung was sitting on the ground and near the large window that had the sun already spilling into the room, radiating behind mother, Tae took it as an opportunity to match his words as he pointed out towards the sun afterwards.

"Awww, do you think i look as pretty as an angel?"
"*shakes head* No, you look more pretty than an angel, eomma~~ *smiles until both eyes disappear*"

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Peeking from the cracks of the slightly opened door, Taehyung couldn't help but to listen to the argument that his parents were having.

"You promised....!" Mother screamed.
"When did i ever???" Father shot back, keeping his back towars mother.

"Last week, remember? Don't act like you can't recall it!! You always do this to me. Promise after promise. But those are just what they are; just promises. No actions.....!!" unsatisfied, mother walked fast towards him, beating on his back senselessly.

"If i ever knew you would do this to me, i would have never agree to marry a deadbeat piece of trash like you!!!!!" She screamed, beating and beating on him. But it was pointless. Father was being ignorant towards her and he was definitely stronger than her.

Father finally turned to face mother but did so only to shove her away, hard. So hard that mother lost her balance and fell down to her feet. Just a couple of inches closer to nearly grazing her skull against the sharp corner of the vanity behind her.

Little Taehyung saw everything and couldn't control himself as his tiny hands unconsciously pushed the door opened. Entering the unwelcoming scene, running towards his mother. Sticking by her side despite the danger that he may have put himself in.

"Eomma~~!" He cried, began tearing up as he tried helping mother up in a sitting position.
"Taehyung... please go. Don't come in — "
"I don't want to see you like this, eomma! Eomma, get up, eomma!!"

Scoffing, father said
"Pfft...noisy little piece of shit." Then walk off. Letting himself out of the room. Walking away further as he exits the house after slamming the door behind him. Never to resurface that same unfortunate night ever again.

Taehyung didn't understood what was happening around him nor what father had meant towards him.
All he cared about was his mother and her well-being.