Rise (TaEun fanfic)

Part 2 : We never met before but I'm here for you.

                "Sorry about yesterday," she said nonchalantly. "I've brought it to far. Like, I can just casually say where the actual veranda is but I let you, I mean us jumping together from the bench."
He silent.
Taemin knew if Naeun not there and not pulling that kind of trick yesterday, he might actually jump again from the real veranda and ended his life instead. He was very thankful yet regretted. Half of him want to kill himself but the other half asking him to try living. He is in mess, a total mess after what life brought to him in just one night.
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"Hyung—" Taemin lift his head slowly, all over his body could feel the pain, his muscles aches and won't really move when he wanted to. He looks around as the smells of smokes wake him up.
He barely could remember anything but what he can confirm was, he and his hyung are on their way to Incheon Airport so they can visit Jeju Island. He turned his face and slight of his shoulder to his brother on driver seat. His head was on the wheel and his blood was everywhere.
"Hyung, wake up," He taps his brother thigh slowly. "We need to get out."
Taemin took a deep breath as he use all of his force to get out by kick off the door, crawling out of the car while groaning. "Hyung, wake up!" He shouted energy less. He sat of his knee and stand up slowly, grabbing the car's door so he won't fall again.
"Taemin you need to drag your hyung out." He talked to himself, shaking his head so he won't collapse. He need to pull himself together before anything happens to his brother. As soon as he took a step ahead, his world rolling and his sight to became blur.
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"Hey." Naeun tap his shoulder. "Are you alright?"
Taemin awake from his world to the reality, he looked to Naeun.
"Why are you here anyway?" Taemin asked.
"Me?" "I'm just you know visiting my friend, she have cancer."
"Oh.." Taemin replied. "I'm Taemin anyway and you are Naeun right?"
Naeun smiles, she kinda impressed on how Taemin could remember her name after what she did to him.
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Naeun took a deep breath while appreciate the fresh air, almost. Living in city, you might rarely on never have a real fresh air. The city works everyday, every seconds and every minutes, the cars and other vehicle moves every moment, the factory keeps burning things so in which aspect the fresh air coming from? Naeun closes her eyes, trying to let her brain and her thoughts goes deeper but then a loud sound from the door wake her up, tosses all of her thoughts. The sound from the mental door do made her heart stop for a second. She looked at the door finding the human who made the loud sound.
  A man with a tall yet good looking figure walks passed the door, holding his white crane. His dark brown hair dancing on the air as soon the wind blown passed him. Taemin keep walking straing while moved his crane right to the left and left to the right then on repeat.
As Naeun notices he is blind, she walked towards him trying to lend him a hand before he stopped at old bench located just 50 cm away from the door. He lets his crane go and slowly put his left leg on the bench and his right leg support his body by pushing himself on the bench.
"Few." He sighed.
Taemin closed his eyes with his arms wide open, getting the feels.
Naeun lets out a small laugh as soon as she realises what he will do.
Should she stop him or should she told him that he might jump from the bench that is only as tall as his knee. Thinking of how he will jump make Naeun laughs again but this time she hold her laughter by putting her palm to her mouth.
Wait, she shouldn't laugh and this is not funny. He is going to suicide although from the bench but it was exception because he obviously blind and what's matter is his mind was in depression mood, he is giving up in life.
What ever is happening he might have a clear reason why he is giving up.
"Are you alright?" Naeun breaks the silence.
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"Lets jump together then." That's the only thing Naeun can think of. She also alone, mentally depressed and her physical completely shattering.
She walked closer to the poor guy, walk up onto the bench together.

"Wait, are you crazy?" Taemin replied, shocked with the unexpected situation. "Suicide is not a joke to play off."
Naeun takes a deep breath, grab the man hand.
"We have our own reason right?" She replied before take a slight step foward. "Ok lets do this."
"Wait n-" before Taemin could finished his words, Naeun holds Taemin's hand tighter and pull him, jumping off.
"NO!" Both of the legs lands perfectly onto the ground within less than 10 second.

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"Hey." Naeun shook Taemin's shoulder gently.
"Yes.." said Taemin, dazed.
"I'm so sorry for what's happening. Really," Naeun apologies as the door open. "Here you are, you just need to open the door on your left."
Taemin bows his head slightly and walks out from the elevator.
"Anyway," Naeun talks with the most lower voice he could. "What ever you go through in just don't giving up, there's are people dying but still want to live."
His legs stopped, the elevator door closed, leave him with mixes feeling.