Oblivion • VHOPE ✔

Chapter 17: Mother

Taehyung walked back home and started preparing his small luggage for the venture. He told himself to remember and properly thank Jin the next day for the free weekend trip. It still surprised him how the guy turned out to be a rich heir. Not that it was too shocking, there was always this sparkling rich aura to everything that guy did. But the best thing about him was, despite all that, he didn't boast about his wealth like the typical spoilt brats do. He's the same cocky, funny and admirable guy he was before.

It was past midnight, Taehyung had hoped Yoongi would be home earlier to pack his stuffs. Aish, this guy works too much.. Taehyung was a little worried about his health. But it's better that he is not a ringmaster of some drug scandal that he at some point doubted it to be when he used to have no idea of Yoongi's whereabouts, almost all day long.

Around 1A.M or so, Taehyung decided to go to sleep. He shifted on his bed and was about to turn the light off when the door clicked open. Yoongi rushed inside and sighed after he dropped on the bed.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Taehyung sat back up and enquired. Yoongi just nodded before he grunted in pain, "I just have a headache.."

"Oh," Taehyung got up and pulled out his drawer, taking out a paracetamol and handing it over to Yoongi with a water bottle, "Here."

"Thanks." Yoongi said and consumed the medication. His dark circles were only more evident on his dull face, he seriously needs to cut back on his harsh schedule.

"You look tired. I think you should go to sleep, you can pack your stuffs tomorrow morning."

Yoongi shook his head, "I can't. I have to do it now. I have another shift in the morning and then I have classes to attend."

"Hyung.." Taehyung mumbled pitifully, "You're always working.. you need to let go.. you need rest, you need to be healthy."

"I have to earn money, Tae."

"Why?" Taehyung asked.

There was a brief silence, before Yoongi just avoided saying anything and got up to get his bag. But his knees weakened after he felt a pang of pain in his head, he fell back on the bed, Taehyung tried to hold him as he fell.

"Ah! Hyung!" He groaned in fear, "Are you okay?! Oh god, I'm sorry but you're so stubborn.."

"I need to pack my bags.." Yoongi muttered despite holding onto the sides of his head in excruciating pain.

"Fine. Let me help you then" Taehyung groaned at his childish behaviour and went ahead to grab his rucksack and help him accordingly.

He walked to the counter just beside Yoongi's bed and pulled the drawers, "Let me put in some medicines and first aid, just in case." He said and looked through the drawers, "Where do you keep it?" He checked the first one but didn't find any. His hands travelled to the next one and he pulled it, "Ah, here!" He said and began searching through the different medicines and bandages. His eyes fell on a old piece of cardboard, he squinted his eyes and pulled it out from underneath the other objects.

"Who are these young ladies?" He asked and turned towards Yoongi's, his eyes still fixated on the picture.

Yoongi's eyes widened with immediate realization, he turned to his side and snatched it away from Taehyung, "I-It's.." He stuttered hesitantly.

"That looks old. Is that your mom? I think you both look quite similar.." Taehyung smiled, getting up from his crouched posture, he walked back and sat beside Yoongi, looking at the picture again, "It's your mother isn't it, hyung?"

Yoongi gulped and nodded reluctantly, "Yeah.." Yoongi quietly mumbled, "do you recogniz-"

"Hmm? Who's this other lady?" Taehyung absent-mindedly pointed at the other woman beside Yoongi's mother. He thought he heard Yoongi trying to say something but he was just too curious on his own to let the other finish.