Depending On You •Vhope•

EPILOGUE

HOSEOK POV

I've been through Hell.

And I'm thankful.

It's what got me here.

Bad things are the reason why good  things are cherished. Bad and good need each other to keep a balance in life.

I was very depressed before the car crash. I didn't know what I was doing with my life. No job. No apartment. I was recently raped at the time, too, at a party my "friends" ditched me at. And the last conversation I had with my parents was an argument over kicking me out of the house.

Since the car crash everything went downhill. Yes, the bad things—my depression, my parents' death, my concussion, my amnesia, Jungkook, the tears, the car... But the good things—My new passion for music, Taehyung, the kisses we shared, the cuddling, the laughing, the many reasons given to me on why my heart should race every time I look at him. And her. My little angel as well.

So see? They balance out well.

Because when bad things happen it's because something good is around the corner. The worse it gets the better the outcome. Trust me. I've been through it all: self-harm, bullying victim, domestic violence victim, rape victim, divorcing parents.

And look at me now. I have a beautiful life. And if that meant going through hell then so be it! I wouldn't trade it for anything.

"What are you thinking about?" Taehyung asks me as he nuzzles his nose into my neck.

I smile. "You. Who else?"

I can almost hear his smile. "Is that so?"

"Yep," I say. "The only one who's been on my mind for the past three years since I was released from that hospital. Well, now it's you and her."

Tae kisses my neck. "I'm okay with that."

I pull him closer, enjoying his warmth. I begin to massage a sore part on his shoulder and he moans in content.

"Mmm. That feels good. Harder."

"That's what he said."

Tae gasps and hits my chest, but we both laugh.

"Real mature, Jung Hoseok," he snorts.

I turn over on my side so I'm facing him and intertwine our bare legs and rest my hand on the small of his smooth back.

"Does your ass hurt at all?" Tae asks me.

"Not really. I'll be able to make it to the recording studio without limping."

He bats his brown eyes at me and smiles. "You're getting so popular. Pretty soon your going to be home less often. You already did a whole continent tour. You, Namjoon, and Yoongi are doing so well as rappers. I still can't get Cypher Part 4 out of my head."

"I know," I say. "You literally rap to it all the time."

"You know, before I became a doctor I wanted to be rapper."