Our Story

Tae (cont'd)

"What do you mean? I told you I was gonna be working late. But when I texted you, you never responded. Even when I called, you didn't pick up, so I thought you were sleeping" the guy told him. Jungkook looked at him confusingly. What did he mean he texted and called me? The last thing I sent was the messages to Tae? And my phone hasn't rung except for when Jin called him and told him to come to the hospital. He thought to himself. What in the world is going on? How is my surely dead boyfriend standing here saying he's alive?

"But," Jungkook started to talk, hesitating while trying to find the correct words to say, "the last text I sent was to my boyfriend because he didn't update me on work and the last call was from Jin hyung telling me to meet him and the others at the hospital".

"Kookie, why do you keep saying "my boyfriend" like I'm not right in front of you? And if I was in the hospital, for whatever reason, don't you think they'll call YOU first, instead of them? I mean you're the first name in my emergency contacts" Tae told him, still concerned about the state of Jungkook's wellbeing.

"Well, I wondered that too, I thought since they DIDN'T call me first, that must've meant that one of the other guys were hurt for some reason. But when I got there, they told me that you had died," Jungkook told him, tears falling from his eyes like rain droplets. Tae ran to him and held him in his arms as the younger broke down. He was so confused. Why does Jungkook keep referring to me in third person? Why does he think I'm 'dead'? Tae thought to himself.

"Okay," he said holding Jungkook up, "lets get some things straighten out first okay? One, I AM ALIVE OKAY? Two, I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND, KIM TAEHYUNG. And finally, I'M FUCKING ALIVE! So, can you PLEASE stop talking about me in third person, its very creepy you know?". Jungkook straightened up, listening to him and agreeing with him about the third person thing.

"I'm sorry, it-its just, I don't know, I'm so confused right now," the younger said holding his head and looking down at the floor, "I know for a fact that I seen your body, or what I thought was your body, on a table in the hospital, covered up with a white sheet," he put his face in his hands and cried more. The mere thought of seeing the love of his life laying on a table lifeless was still hurting him. Tae was frozen; he didn't know what to say or do, he just stood there in complete silence. What should i do? Should i even do anything? This is all so confusing and frustrating. Tae thought to himself.

"Kook," he paused, "Jungkook. Baby? Stop crying okay? Please? Look at me," he said gently.
"I AM ALIVE and the real thing. So please, can you stop crying? Nothing happened to me. See?" he grabbed Jungkook's right hand and rubbed it against his face. "See? I'm real, with blood pumping through my veins," he told him with a solemn look on his face. Jungkook looked at him through his tears as he felt the warmth of his skin on his fingertips. So warm. Nice and warm, unlike before. What was I seeing and touching before anyway? If it wasn't him...his thoughts trailed off as he felt something brushing against his face.

"Tae," Jungkook said, slightly grabbing the older's hand and squeezing it. He missed this. He missed feeling Tae's touch. To him, it was the only thing that calmed him down when he was angry, sad, or whenever he was down in the dumps. Tae's touch cured everything.