This is the moment in which you see Taehyung break. There will be no self harm, I refuse to write scenes involving actual suicide or self harm now.
If you are not comfortable with reading about breakdowns. It's okay to skip this chapter, you will not miss anything important.
This chapter is about family. Taehyung is not alone.
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Seokjin exhaustedly walked into the house, setting his keys down on the table next to the coat hanger. His eyes sleepy from a long day in the public library after school. He hoped he could remove his stress by cooking dinner, maybe making Namjoon's favorite meal.
The lights were dim as if the house was empty of anyone. Setting his backpack down to stretch, he removes his shoes and heads to the kitchen
No one.
Living room.
No one.
Backyard.
No one.
He headed upstairs, his feet padded against the cold wooden floor. Through the tight corridors, down the left, no one was there.
"Dad? Taehyung?" He calls out.
No one was there.
Turning right, he heard a cry. Light, light peeks out Taehyung's room. A little light, just barely. He cracks the door wide open, his hand dropping down to his side. His fingertips brush against his uniform pants, and his mouth dries.
Glass broken, bedroom moved of any evidence of anyone living inside, countless crumbled papers, a disaster all in one room. There stood Namjoon, his knees pressed against the cold wooden floor.
Taehyung, Seokjin's eyes widened at his little brother. Streaking tears ran down his cheeks, eyes ridden of any happiness, trembling hands, bruised knees.
"Taehyung, stop this now," Namjoon says, "You need to get up, don't ever say that.."
Taehyung's hands tremble on the cold wooden floor, he presses his head down between them. He doesn't look at Namjoon, but rather bows. With trembling lips, "... Thank you for my life, Papa."
"Taehyung. Please, get up," Namjoon pleads, his hands trying to pry Taehyung off his hands. Tears hit Namjoon's hands as he tries to force Taehyung up. "We can talk this out, but you need to look at me. Look at papa..."
Seokjin puts his hand on Taehyung's shoulder. "... What is wrong?"
Taehyung chokes, choking on his sobs. He jerks his shoulders up. His eyes were blurred if tears, red clouded the white of his eyes, his lips trembling as he pursed them. Shaky breathes, "... I can't do this anymore, i-it's too hard. I can't. Papa, i-it's too hard to even breathe. I can't get out of bed anymore. I can't eat anymore. I can't sleep anymore. I don't want to anymore.."
He places his hands on his thighs. "... I tried so hard, I-I tried my best," Taehyung stutters heavily, licking his lips from the salty tears.
Namjoon and Seokjin pull Taehyung in for a hug. Taehyung cries into Namjoon chest as he wraps his another arm around Seokjin with shaking shoulders.
"Tae, you will be alright," Namjoon says softly, "You're not alone, you will never be. As much as you feel like you are, you are not. I and your big brother will always be here. I know it hurts, and I am not ashamed of you. I never will be. You are my son, and I don't care if everybody else thinks you should be disowned or shunned. You are my son, not theirs. I am not leaving you no matter what. I will not be a father of shame, I will be the father of pride. I will always be proud of both of you, and I will always be happy to have you two in my life. I'll never be ashamed of raising you both. I will never be ashamed of you."
Seokjin rubs Taehyung's back. "... You are the world, you're my world, you're our world. You will always be my little brother. We are family, nothing will change that. You don't stand alone. If you think you can just leave just like that, I need you to look me in the eye and say it right to me..."
A tear rolls down Seokjin's cheek as he looks at Taehyung.
He looks at Seokjin. Oceans of sadness fills his eyes, and waves streak his rosy cheeks. With a hiccuping breath, he chokes out four words toward Seokjin.
