Taehyung was living the dream.
Loving family. A day away from debuting as an idol, living his dream.
The best part? He had the love of his life right by his side. Sure he was a little rough around the edges, but he loved Taehyung and Taehyung loved...
“I just...What if it fails? I don’t want to get my hopes up. I’m scared. I would rather stay like this and know that nothing will change than hope that everything could be fixed and that I—“
“Taehyung, look at me.” The panicking male gasped as Jungkook grabbed the sides of his face, tilting his head to look up at him, dead in the eye. “Kim Taehyung, everything will be fine. Your hopes will not be given up, I promise. I will do everything in my power to make everything right. You will have your knee back. You will have your voice back. You will have everything you deserve given to you.”
Taehyung was frozen, letting Jungkook’s words sink into him. “R-really?” He breathed out, feeling like it wasn’t real, like maybe it was some sort of joke, but he found nothing of the sort in Jungkook’s eyes, not even a flicker of doubt that Taehyung would be able to finally fulfill his dreams, that everything would...everything would be okay for once.
“Okay.” He whispered finally. “Okay, Thank you.”
Jungkook nodded and kissed the top of the man’s forehead. “Are you ready now?”
“Yes…” Jungkook nodded, smiling. He slowly back up and looked at Taehyung, the smile never leaving his face.
“Everything will be fine, baby. You know that, don’t be scared. I’ll be right here when you wake up, and everything will be fine you trust me don’t you?”
Taehyung nodded as a nurse walked up to him and began to set everything up. He winced as the IV was pushed into his inner elbow, and she pushed the anesthesia into his system.
Taehyung glanced at Jungkook once more, seeing that the man was still smiling, giving him a reassuring look.
Taehyung offered a small smile back, continuing to stare at Jungkook until everything went black.
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“Everything going well?” Jungkook nodded, standing at the edge of the bed.
“A few months of physical therapy and they said that everything would be back to normal function levels. He’ll be able to use his knee as much as he needs, granted he does his exercises daily, and his voice will be fine. He’ll be able to sing again, Hyung.” Yoongi smiled and nodded.
“Good. That’s good. I watched a few more of his videos. He was…”
“Breathtaking.” Jungkook whispered. “You never saw it, but I did. I saw it every time I watched him practice, watched him dance, sing, hell, even when we in the car, belting out horrible and overplayed songs...he was so happy, just to sing and show the world his voice, even if it was just me. He was born to show the world who he was. And...just the look in his eyes, the way he carried himself. He was going to be the best, Hyung.”
“What happened?” Yoongi suddenly blurted out.
“What do you mean?” Jungkook asked, turning to him, slightly confused.
“I mean...what happened...to make you leave?”
“You know what happened, I couldn’t—“
“No. When and why did you leave? When did you finally look at him and decide to just walk away?” Jungkook inhaled a sharp breath, turning back to the bed, where Taehyung lay, still under from anesthesia.
“A week before his debut…” Jungkook finally said after a moment of silence. “He...he was dress rehearsing his solo song. It was...I watched it, and you didn't see it, Hyung, but...but it looked like he had the world in his hand, he acted like the world had just put itself in to the palm of his hand and—and that he had gotten everything he wanted and...and I wasn’t in it. I felt no place in that world that he held. I had no place—“
“That’s not true…” Jungkook's breath hitched and he turned, finding Taehyung slowly blinking his eyes open, staring right at him. Jungkook walked over to him, brushing the hair from his face.
“What not true, baby?”
“You...not being a part of my world.” Taehyung finished. “It’s not true. I was...happy because you were everything in that world. I saw you, that day during rehearsal and...it was everything, you were...everything.”
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