Tomorrow, still Today| (Kim Taehyung)

Mourners

-Everything is moving, but not the sky-

Two weeks in.

I'm so exhausted. After what feels like an hour, I finally find the keys to my little apartment. I just recently rented it, when I moved here from Busan.

When I finally push the door open, I sigh and slump down on the sofa, rethinking about the day. I promised Kim Taehyung to help him with his suicide.

I'm not an idiot.

Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

Cause exactly that is the most important part in this, trust. Although, I'd never help him to kill himself, he trusted me right now. Even if it's not much, but he knows that I'm different.

Also, he has to tell me everything about him first. And I mean everything. Everything about himself, everything about his yesterday, everything about his today and everything about the happenings three years ago. He has to open up now.

And then, maybe, we will find a tomorrow for him.

I'm good. I know what I'm doing and I will try my best to help this boy.

The therapy, although... I don't know, what they use for the therapy, but there seems something off about it. Kim Taehyung doesn't look like he's healing. I didn't check his body yet, to see if there are any bruises but from what I saw today, he looks sick.

It got me all worried.

I furrow my eyebrows at the thought of him and scold myself mentally. Don't you get too worried. Don't grow attached.

You're simply here to save Taehyung.

I remember my teacher always scolding me to take his patients too much to my heart. That's my problem. The patients only need the illusion, to be loved. You're not allowed to love.

I sigh as I close my eyes and rub my fingers over my temple. At least I don't think anymore, that I'm overburdened, having a patient all to myself.

I'd rather call it determination now.

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"Tae!"

I furrow my eyebrows at the noise. I grunt in my sleep. "Tae!" My body stiffens and I slowly open my eyes.

Darkness.

Is it night already? I lost track of time.

I slowly seat myself up, only to realize, that there's nothing under me and I'm standing.

Or floating. I can't feel anything under my feet.

I walk over no surface and look down to black under my feet. The darkness somehow wavers around my steps. Is it water?

"Tae!"

My eyes shoot up again and I see a figure running towards me. I don't know if he's running to me, or running away but I flinch back, when he is suddenly standing in front of me.

"Jungkook-ah, I-"

"Tae! I found it!" His eyes glisten and I'm tempted to touch his beautiful skin, his glowing skin. I feel a lump in my throat, but he just looks at me, excited and almost stressed.

"I found it!"

"What did you find?" Although I can't hear my voice, he seems to understand.

"Truth."

"What?"

"I can't tell you, I need to go!"

His voice forms into a scream as he's being pulled back by somewhat. I extend my hands but nothing happens. My eyes widen.

"Jungkook-ah! What is going on?"

He doesn't answer and looks at me insistently. "Tae, listen to me."

I sob, as he's disappearing. Again.

"A-always."

"You have to find it too."

"Huh?"

"The truth, Tae. You have to find it."

"Why?! Just tell me!", I scream at him, frustrated, but yet again, no sound is escaping my mouth.

"I can't. I can't do that."

Jungkook is slowly vanishing and my eyes widen. "Jungkook...stay with me!"

"Tae, you have to find it!"

"H-how?" I try my best not to break down, as he's almost gone now.

I feel my body hurting and clench my fists, as my sobs don't seem to stop. Jungkook. I can only see his shadows anymore, a dark silhouette around me.

But he is not gone yet.

I can feel his presence, lingering.

"How do I f-find it?"

"It's in you, Tae."

Then he is gone. I break down and can't stop shaking. I feel the sweat forming on my forehead, running down my face and wettening my hair.

Then, before I get sucked in by darkness again, brought back to reality, I can feel his soft whisper, right into my ear.

"...You just have to forgive yourself."