jailbirds, taejin

s i x t e e n

kim taehyung;

seokjin and i were both eating our meals in silence. i noticed seokjin has been a little jittery since i asked him about why he was here . i know it hard to tell your story to someone you barely know. but i also think it is unfair that i have told him about my story and he hasn't. maybe, it is because i am responsible for someone's death. he probably doesn't think i deserve to know his story.  i understand him, we are all here for mistakes that we committed but none actually killed a person. accident or not, i was responsible for the death. i can not imagine the pain jungkook's family suffered due to his death. his mother, his father, his brother or sister. he was a young boy. my brother namjoon told me he was extremely handsome and talented. he wanted to become an idol. inspire people. i robbed him of that dream. i understand why seokjin wouldn't be comfortable to talk to me but he also knows that i didn't mean any harm. i am just a normal seventeen year old.

"you don't have to tell me about it. i understand. you can't tell the story to just anyone ", i say softly. he looked at me, "it isn't that tae- i mean, you are not no one. you are my friend. the last one week was not that bad. only because of you. i want to tell you. i will tell you. i just thought, maybe we could talk about it in the room", he spoke. i nodded with a small smile, "you know it is really weird to hear you speak like that. i mean all emotional and shit- but i am glad you think of me as a friend", i say with a laugh. "yah- don't make me regret what i just said", he said as his ears turned bright red. i chuckled my lips forming a box. "but on a serious note, is there something bothering you. you just seem so jittery", i asked chewing the rice.

he bit his upper lip nervously, "actually- there is. something i want to ask- nothing. nothing" he mumbled. after we ate dinner we were both locked in the room. "i'll tell you about it-", seokjin spoke. "only if you are ready", i say sitting down on the chair as he snuggled inside the blanket. he nodded, "my brother died about a year ago. he was actually the son of the man my mother remarried. so we aren't really related by blood but i know him since i was four. we were naturally close because we were the same age. his older brother and his father never treated me like their family but he never made me feel any different. then he died one day. just like that." he said as tears ran down his cheeks.

i walked to him sitting beside him running my hands through his hair. he nodded taking a gulp of water, "his older brother didn't like me. he absolutely hated me. he quickly associated the death of his brother with me. he blamed me. he would do anything to see me in pain. i don't how, but he devised a robbery and made it seem like i was responsible for it. it wasn't a small robbery, it was the one of a bank. he just found pleasure in watching me suffer. he didn't even realize that i lost someone too" the boy cried out. i hug the boy tightly running my hands over his back until he slowly fell asleep. 

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author;

edited, okay,i am so sorry for the late update. i was a little hesitant to put the chapter because  i didn't know if i should share seokjin's story so soon because it was the only element of mystery in the story. but there is more to it. remember seokjin's question that he wants to ask tae. >.< you will see that coming very soon too.

i think i should have just started with two weeks taehyung time in juvenile because i don't know how i will keep this going for an entire month to be honest. the story is already reaching the climax. sort of. so i don't know. don't be surprised if i revamp the entire book and make it into two weeks. i am confused about it.  anyway, i hope you enjoy this chapter for now and i'll see what to do with this-

stay health and happy. love you all!!