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SANG'S POV
I heard my bedroom door slam shut as I was talking to my mom in the kitchen, and I instantly got up and rushed to my room.
"Taeho?" I called out softly, as I walked into my room closing the door behind me. I heard sniffles coming from my closet and when I opened the door, I found Taeho sitting in the floor, tears staining his cheeks.
"What's wrong baby?" I asked, automatically kneeling down and wrapping my arms around him. Fargo pushed me backwards, and I fell into my butt. I
"Stay away," he cried scooting further into the closet. I scooted closer, trying to comfort him.
"What's the matter Taeho?" I tried again.
"You!" Taeho shouted, startling me. What did I do wrong? I thought to myself.
"What do you mean?" I asked, remaining calm, as I scooted a little bit closer to him. He was just barely in my reach, but I didn't want to touch him, because it could make things worse than they already are.
"You killed them!" Taeho cried. " Well not exactly you, but your kind. " I was a bit taken back at his accusation.
"Killed who? I didn't kill anyone Taeho! And what people???" When Taeho looked up at me, my heart sank seeing him in such a state.
"My parents were killed by a gang one night when they were coming home from the movies. W-Was it your g-gang?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing Taeho's parents were murdered? why didn't I know about that? And he thinks I'm in a gang? Why would he think that?
Then it hit me. My mom.
"Baby," I said softly crawling on front of him and making him look up at me. "Don't believe what my mom said. I'm in a band, not a gang. I have absolutely zero affiliation with any gangs." I wiped away his tears with the sleeve of my shirt, and he looked up at me with wide eyes. "And why didn't you tell me about your parents? I'm so sorry baby."
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*screams into pillow* I'm so sorry this chapter is such a mess.
I didn't know how deep I should go into describing things, or how to truly have Sang comfort Taeho. I'm honestly the type of person who doesn't really like a lot of attention when I'm upset and crying, so I tend to stay away from people. And because of that I didn't really know what to write....I know that I said I'd add like 3-4 chapters today but my sister came out to my house after she got out of school, and we hung out for a bit. So like- everything I had planned to do today kinda got thrown to the sidelines.
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I've started learning korean, and if any of you are interested in me making a book with the stuff I've learned, then leave a comment on my wall, a message in my inbox or a comment on this chapter.
I just have to say: NCT 127'S new song 'KICK IT' is now my new favorite song at the moment with BTS 'ON' coming in second.
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