"Dad..."
"I'm okay, Taejung."
"Dad, no! No, you can't go... not yet! We still have so much to do toge--"
"Shh."
Jungkook sat up in the bed and pulled his son into a hug. Taejung wrapped his arms around his father's neck and he placed his head in the crook of Jungkook's neck.
One by one, tears slipped out. His sobs were louder than the hospital machine's in the room. His father let out a few tears of his own and rubbed circles around his back.
"Taejung, listen to me. It's natural, okay? I'm old, son."
"No, Dad. You're still so young."
"Learn to accept, Taejung. I went through the same thing that you are going through when I was younger."
"What do you mean?"
"In my closet, there's a blue box in the back. It has a white ribbon around it. You'll find out what I'm talking about."
"Da--"
Jungkook's breath hitched. Taejung's eyes widened as he realized what was happening.
"Dad! No, not yet! Dad!"
"I love you, Taejung. Taehyung would love you so, so much, too."
"Dad, who's Taehyung? What are you talking abo--"
"You're the most perfect son out there. Thrive, Taejung. Live your life to the fullest, it's short. Don't make the same mistake I did and sulk for the rest of your life. Look, Taejung... I-I'll be with Taehyung again. He's been waiting for me... I love you... I love you..."
"Dad! Who's Taehyung?! No! Don't leave me, Dad!"
The nurse's pulled Taejung out of the room. He fought them, choosing not to believe what was happening. "Don't leave me like that, Dad! Stop messing with me! Wake up!"
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"Taehyung.... Taehyung was my other dad."
Taejung placed the letters back in the blue box. Is that where I got my name from? Taehyung and Jungkook.... Taejung.
The young boy was shaking. He curled up in a ball on the floor and brought his knees up to his chest.
A couple of minutes passed and Taejung stood up from the floor. He looked out of the window and stared at the night sky.
"I love you Dad... I love you Dads."
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ok so i am aware that Taejung is very similar to Taejun in my Yuwin book. But i didn't realize until literally just now.
yeah, i'm unoriginal...
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