I am so sorry it has taken so long for an update. Life's been busy and I've had little inspiration (I only want to give my readers the best I can give)
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3rd Person POV:
The next few days were lax, the Jeon Siblings and Taehyung all growing closer.
Jongwoo and Nari had grown nearer as siblings. The two of them letting the awkward tension and past fights subside as their new relationship grew into a healthy sibling love. And both Nari and Jongwoo were happy for the change.
And Taehyung and Jungkook?
It seemed as if they had become inseparable. Both Jongwoo and Nari knew what they had would grow to become more than just 'friends'.
They barely left each other's sides (and neither did their matching stuffed animals). The two were glued to the hip, as if some imaginary rope had them tied together.
They never parted, and that was just how it's been for the past few days.
With the Jeon Cabin growing more comfortable for Taehyung, the silver haired had begun to reveal his smiles more often, to everyone's excitement. As well as that he had gradually become more casual with each sibling, including Jongwoo.
Since Christmas, the group of kids (including Jongwoo, despite him not having the physical age of a kid) would all gather in a lounge of the warm cabin to play some of the the video games Jungkook had received for Christmas.
All of this made Taehyung so happy. He felt as if this is where he belonged. Seated beside Jungkook in the Jeon Cabin as Nari destroyed Jongwoo at a video game, everyone laughing.
It was as if- with each second the silver haired spent away from home and with the three siblings, his thoughts were subsiding. And, as well, he hadn't cut since his and Nari's deal.
The only time for his memories to come to mind was at night, when he couldn't sleep. But then he would simply hug his stuffed tiger (of which he had bestowed the name 'Yeontan') and the thoughts and memories would slip away. The image of his dead mother disappeared as soon as Tae hugged Yeontan, the smell of Jungkook filling his senses and making the silver haired reassured that he was protected.
And, presently, Taehyung clutched Yeontan tight, sleeping soundly. Soft snores filled his room, his mind lulled into a dreamless sleep.
He didn't wake when the door opened.
Or when Nari had crept into the room with her Pokemon Eevee onesie she wore, the footsies at the bottom too big on her feet and dampening the pattering noise with each step she took.
Taehyung didn't wake when Nari had shook his shoulder and told him to 'get up'.
She sighed. Brushing a strand of brown hair behind her hair, Nari huffed before throwing a pillow at the sleeping boy. "Wake up, sleepy head!" She shouted and, in an instant, the boy in front of her had sat bolt upright.
