The legend of a Walled man |Taejinkook✔

XXIII

 CHAPTER TWENTY THREE:— Kim Soobin.

  “For sins that I committed. What goes around comes around Taehyung. I will pay for them. And whatever punishment God will give, I'll accept it.”

   Taehyung couldn’t swallow those words younger said few days ago. He felt something inside him, which wasn’t good.
   Those words perturbing him to the point where he lost his sleep. He just don't know why but those words were heavy for him.

    “Than I’ll ask God to contribute punishment for we are partners in crime.”

   Taehyung’s reply made both of them laugh heartily.
 But when recalling it again, Taehyung feels a strange sinking feeling. And he don’t know why? Perhaps is it the bad feeling about something coming?
He was rolling the sleeves of shirt, staring mindlessly at mirror. He exhaled from mouth and shook his head at those negative thoughts– picking up the waist clock, heading for work.
   
    He stared lovingly at his husband who looked so innocently gorgeous while sleeping with pouty lip. Hands around baby bump, that grew so big. He kissed him before walking out.
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   “Close the doors, I think it’s going to rain.” Maids nodded and obeyed—shutting windows.
   “Taehyung where are you going son? Can’t you see those dark clouds hovering. It will be downpour, stay home, Son.”

    “Sorry mother I can’t. I have loads of work pending with another loads waiting. And mother, you know our business is falling drastically.” He said sighing. Wishing to get out of this stress and live life freely, like he used to.

“Dear, I wish Namjoon was here.”

   “Me too, even I wish the same. Mother. Now I should go.” He grabbed the umbrella and running towards carraige. While walking through garden, he stared at the beautiful roses in garden. Yellow, white, deep red, fresh and stunning. He smiled, remembering how Jin takes care of them.

He slumped down in carriage. Hands massaging his already jammed head. How much work he does, breaks himself for business, still he can’t erect business which is falling like castle of cards. He tsked in frustration and stress.

    But between his stress, he smiled dreamily remembering his husband. How shyly he confessed his love. Taehyung swore that his heart melted, and got emotional on hearing those words from him for the very first time.
   
   Seokjin is really his sunshine. He don’t now he would had survived this stress without him.
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   “Taehyung...Mother.”

    Jin groaned as he felt a his stomach ache. He woke up from slumber due to sickness—and stared at window. How dreary the weather was. Rain raging out. It’s not even near to monsoon season.

   He moaned in pain as sudden jolts of pain, curled his stomach. He tried to lift himself but lost balance due to sore pain on legs, causing him to fall on floor. He screamed in immense pain.

“Aaarrgghhh...”

    A scream, loud cry echoed in whole mansion. Jimin dropped the tray of food, Mrs Kim dropped her cup of tea breaking on floor.
Both ran upstairs, heart pounding as Jin’s scream was loud. 

  “Seokjin!!” Jimin shouted as he pushed door open. He saw Jin lying  curled on floor, bowling, Crying loudly.

“Seokjin dear, why?” Mrs Kim asked.

    “Mother..I-it hurts.” He tighten his hold on waist as he could feel kicks between pain. They both lifted Jin and placed him on bed, head resting restlessly on headpost. He kept muttering ‘Please.’ to pain.