Silent

52|Bathtub

-2 months of Taehyung's coma-

I sighed as I sleepily stumbled up the front porch. The wood creaking under my weight. I listened to the cool wind singing a soft lullaby through the silent night. It was currently 10 pm in the afternoon. The sky was dark with small twinkling lights and a crescent moon.

Most nights I'll sleep in the hospital next to Taehyung but tonight I had to go home and grab some things. I have a meeting to attend to in the morning with my father for a follow up with my latest collaboration. So, I decided to head home for the night so I could get ready easier. I may be having a mental crisis but that doesn't mean I can't look good.

As I turned the keys in the door and open it I did not get what I expected. I expected the lights to be out and for everyone to be in their rooms asleep. Or at least in bed. We all have work early and like our beauty sleep. But that's not what I got.

Instead of a peaceful house, I was met with chaos. Jin and Namjoon were obviously stressed about something while arguing in the dining room. Jimin was sitting on the couch with a blank state on his face as he stared at the black tv. Hoseok and Yoongi were having a hushed conversation in the corner of the living room. Stealing subtle glances at the boy on the couch. 

Not only was Jimin just staring off into space but he was wet. His hair and skin covered in water droplets. The clothes he was wearing was one of Taehyung's hoodies and his own sweatpants. Both quickly and messily pulled on. Either he didn't care or it bothered him and he didn't show it. 

None of them notice my presence, too caught up in their own problems to notice. So I quickly head up to my room. Discarding the bag of dirty clothes next to the clothing hamper. As I make my way into the closet I ignore the image of Taehyung laying peacefully in our bed. His hair messy and lips slightly parted to let soft snores fill the silent room. 

I quickly pull on grey sweatpants and hoodie. Looking at Taehyung's side of the closet as I get changed. Thinking about all the cute outfits that are now collecting dust because their pretty owner is no longer here to wear them. 

With a sigh, I make my way back downstairs. Jin and Namjoon's voices getting louder the closer I get. Instead of their contained argument, Jin was now shouting on the verge of tears. I immediately make my way over to them. Gently placing my hand on Jin's shoulder, startling the older.

"J-Jungkook," He breathed out in surprise, wiping the dampness from under his eyes before continuing, "When did you get here?" He asked, trying to ignore the scene I walked in to.

"I got here like five minutes ago," I answered before looking up at Namjoon who was staring at the floor. As if his feet have become more interesting.

"I think we have some things to discuss," I state before pulling Jin with me to the living room, my arm wrapped around his shoulder.

Once in the living room, we were met with Yoongi and Hoseok crouched down in front of Jimin. Jimin had his head hung low as the two talked to him. Avoiding eye contact with his boyfriends. Yoongi and Hoseok noticed our presence as they stood back up.

"Oh...Jungkook, you're here," Hosoek stated, his voice straining to be cheerful.

I nod my head before taking a seat on the recliner. Leaving the couches for the partners. Not wanting to sit on one and accidentally reach out for Taehyung. A small habit of mine that I didn't realize I had until Taehyung was gone.

"I think its time we all talked," My voice low in demand, telling them that there was no other option.

"About what?" Namjoon asked once he and Jin were seated on the love seat.