Masterpiece

suicide 2 - 5

Blackness.

I see nothing but blackness.

I'm afraid.

I just want to leave.

Taehyung...

Kim Taehyung...

I slightly open my eyes.

Blurriness taking over both of my eyes.

A figure.

Blurred.

A mix of different colors.

"Taehyung, wake up!" says the blurred figure in front of me.

My vision shows up again.

"W-where the hell am I..." I say afraid.

What is this emotion? I haven't experienced since I was just a little boy.

I'm afraid.

I feel myself under something soft.

A couch.

What the heck happened.

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"Kim Taehyung..." says the mysterious figure clinging onto my waist tightly.

"W-Why would y-you try and do that.." the mysterious person was shaking. (Jungshook ;)

They're crying.

B-but why are they crying over me..

"You're too beautiful and precious.." the man I'm assuming said.

"You're too beautiful and precious."

I widen my eyes in shock

No one has ever said that to me.

No one has never complimented me before.

I bite my bottom lip softly.

"To me.." The man was crying very hard.

The thing is...

I didn't move.

Why.

It felt comfortable.

I felt cared for.

I didn't feel used.

Suddenly all my worries...

Went past me.

Until it hit me.

"What will my dad do," I say quietly.

My dad knows me.

When I was young he would never let me hang out with anyone.

Even though I did hang out with a little boy.

That's a different story.

So he knows if I hang out with someone.

I act differently when I hang out with someone.

Going off topic.

This man behind me smells like...

Zumiez and Hollister.

Someones touching me.

Touch.

"L-Let go of me!" I say trying to push the man's hands off my waist.

"Let go!"

His grips too tight.