'Inevitable' Taekook Fanfiction

Chapter Four

Min Yoongi's Point of View

Hours later as the sun started setting we had finished the last dance or practice of that dance I should say. Everyone was different but all of us were out of breath and sweat made it's way from our foreheads to the backs of our necks. 

We were told to rest well before being reminded that ten minutes later Jin, Hoseok and Jimin had to go to their next schedule. As the rest of us got ready to leave I grabbed Taehyung's arm.

"I need to talk to you" Taehyung looked at me weirdly at the tone of my voice I used but I had to make it clear that what I am about to say is a serious matter. 

He gave a nod of his head and so I said to the rest of the members that we would walk back after practicing a little more. I had explained that I couldn't get this one move right, complete lie but it had worked. 

After everyone left I sat on the floor in the middle of the practice room motioning for Taehyung to as well.

"Hyung, what did you need to talk to me about? It obviously sounds serious and I know just as well as you that you have gotten those moves perfect!" I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Taehyung, I know you have the hanahaki disease" I looked Taehyung straight in the eye and I saw it, something I didn't see before. He was breaking. 

"W-What no.. I Don-n't... H-Hyung... What a-are ..you talking ab-bout..." He stumbled over words multiple times and my expression softened. I know he doesn't want others to know or else he would have told someone by now.

"Taehyung!' He kept his head towards the ground squeezing his eyes closed as I raised my voice a little. 

"Who?" I kept looking at him as he slowly met my eyes.

"W-What..." I let out a sigh again and scratched the back of my neck.

"Taheyung! Who the heck is it? Who are you so in love with that you have developed this disease? I know all about this disease as my cousin went through it, I don't want to watch someone else go through such pain! The hanahaki disease is the most rarest disease in the world did you know that?! Why must those close to me get this disease? Taehyung you are my little brother in everything but blood There is no telling when you might freaking drop dead and there is nothing I can do to help! You're coughing up flower petals, blood, you're not eating properly. Soon you'll start choking, the flower petals will come up at any given moment, you will get weaker, your lungs will fail on you, the energy you have will be drained. The flower plant growing inside of you will restrict your oxygen intake! Why haven't you got the surgery yet? WHY!"

I ended yelling and out of breath a little as hot, frustrated tears made their way down my cheek and past my chin. 

"If I took the surgery, there is a chance I could loose all feelings and emotions. That isn't living. I wouldn't want a life like that..." His voice was barely a whisper but I heard it all and I felt my heart contract. 

"Then who is it? Surely there isn't someone so stupid to reject you?" I met Taehyung's eyes and saw he was now crying.

"J-Jungk-kook..." He let out a harsh cough as a syringa flower petal made its way through the air. My eyes widened imensly as the name drifted through my mind. 

"Taehyung..." I was at a loss for words, I didn't even begin to think that he could be in love with one of the other members. If it was something else things would be easier, but living with and interacting with each other every single day.

"H-Hyung.. He would never ..l-love me back... He loves J-Jimin... I am n-nothing.. not worthy of h-his lov-ve..." He let out a sob that seemed to shake through his whole body. His knees were brought under his chin and tears continued to stream down his cheek endlessly.

I moved from my place on the floor and wrapped my arms around him. I softened my voice when I next spoke to him.

"Taehyung you are not nothing, You are a unique individual who no one can live without. You bring smiles to everyone's faces. The chances that the surgery will succed are still higher then it not succeeding you know? How about you at least give a little thought to it, hmm?" I felt him shake his head immediately and my face dropped another tear escaping my eyes. 

"T-Taehyung I don't want you to die, you idiot..." My voice wavered and Taehyung lifted his head up taking into account my tear stained face. He looked almost taken aback. I would be too if I were him, I didn't show my emotions very often.

Taehyung removed himself from my arms and pulled me into a hug. 

"Hyung, it will be okay, I will stay strong" I didn't believe his reassurance. How could it possibly be okay? You're dying Taehyung, dying!

Taehyung let out a soft chuckle and I looked at him as if he had grown another head. How could he be laughing right now?

"Aren't I the sick one? Why am I comforting you?" He joked and I frown at him. Taheyung let out a sigh and starts playing with my hair.

"I'll be alright hyung, don't you worry. Besides with you by my side to keep me company, I don't need Jungkook" I turned my head a little to look at him fully and I saw the pained expression on his face, it wasn't there shouting in your face, but it was still there. 

A voilent cough echoed across the room, it sounded much harsher then before. One petal, two petal, blood, three petal, blood, blood, five petal. My mind went into panic as Taehyung spat small amounts of blood out from his mouth. His hand grabbed for his blood spotted cloth once he seemed to calm down and he wiped his lips and wiped the blood off of the floor.

When Taheyung looked up and saw my alarmed face, he gave a small smile.

"I think I'll have to choose my words more carefully next time hey?' I let out a choked sob as Taehyung placed the five flower petals in his pocket. He helped me up and we walked outside and deposited the flower petals in the bushes. There were a total of eleven. 

"How could something so beautiful cause so much damage and destruction?" I whispered out into the cooling air. 

"I don't know Hyung" I grabbed Taehyung's hand tightly, I didn't want him to leave to die. He squeezed my hand trying to make me feel better. His words from earlier repeated themselves in my head as we walked back to the dorm.

"I'll be alright hyung, don't you worry"

No you won't be alright Taehyung, don't you see that you are already dying? If he does end up dying, can he be given peace? Maybe if there is such a thing as an afterlife, he will be able to live his life fully and completely and he won't know such a thing called pain.