KookV Oneshots {Eng} [Hiatus]

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The creaking sound of the old swing was the only, noticable sound on the already dark, only with lanterns illuminated playground.
On it sat a boy, his hair had a brown, almost orange shade.

His legs swung for and backwards and tried to keep the rhythm, so that the swing won't stop.

His face wore a boxy-like smile as he observed little fireflies playing catch above the sandpit.

His thoughts switched to his mom, who forgot him in the park again.
But he wasn't mad at her.
She told him about her bad memory after all.

At moments like this, when he had to find his way back home alone, his feelings often led him to the same orphanage.

He watched the children playing games, sometimes he even played with them and he always friendly greeted the supervisors there.

He often wished someone to play with at home, but his parents told him that it's impossible because of the bad influence the children could have on him.

Little did he know that there is a person who wanted to be friends with him but only observed him from afar, when he came to the orphanage as soon as he got lost again.

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With a small movement he jumped off the swing and landed on his feet. Now he stood there in the sand.
His upper body covered by a thin, black sweater with holes in it, which covered also his hands and reached until the mid of his thighs.

His lightly tanned legs where covered with a knee-length, dark blue shorts also with holes in it.

The boy was freezing, you could tell because his body was shivering.
Since he noticed that it was getting colder, he finally headed home.

His naked feet touched the cold asphalt, you could hear the small tapping of feet in the empty street that he called his way home.

He took his keys out of his back pocket.

As soon as he arrived, he unlocked the door and entered the house carefully and quietly.
The lights were turned of, only the light of the TV shined through the hallway.
Only a second later, after he put the keys on the dresser, his mother stood there in the doorframe.
Taehyung bowed immediately and stammered an excuse for not coming home that long.

His mother only stood there, not thinking about apologizing for forgetting him there.
Her red dress hugged her frame perfectly and her soft face wore a skeptical expression, which changed to a big smile momentarily.

"You don't have to apologize now that you're here."
"Y-Yes mommy..."

Her eyebrows furrowed as he called her "mommy" and she turned away. She made her way back to the living room and said: "Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."