The babysitter - Taekook

PROLOGUE

"Your son is healthy, Mister Kim. Congratulations.", the doctor says with a small smile which turns into a rather sad one as she mutters the following words that destroy Taehyung's life. "But unfortunately your girlfriend didn't make it. I'm so sorry for your loss."

Taehyung stares blankly at the doctor, as it would change the fact that his beloved girlfriend isn't here anymore. He doesn't know what to feel, it's like he can't really process what he's just heard. It feels like the ground is pulled away under his feet. 

He can feel his father placing a hand on his back but he's not able to turn around. He feels like he's not able to do anything at the moment. Taehyung just wants everything to be a dream. He just wants to wake up tomorrow and everything to be alright. But deep inside, he knows that this won't happen, that this isn't a dream. This is reality. The cold, bitter and immutable reality.

All of a sudden a wave of emotion hits him and he starts crying. His mother his immediately by his side, hugging her son. "Let it out, love. Let everything out", she whispers in his ear. Taehyung also places his arms around his mother, wanting to be held, craving for the touch of his mother.

Why? This is the only thing Taehyung's asking himself. Everything should have been so good. They would be a family now. They are still young but this was never a problem for them. But now Taehyung doesn't now anymore what he's living for.

"You're a father, love. Do you want to see your son? I guess he'd love to meet his dad.", his mother whispers and Taehyung stops crying for a second. Does he want to see his son? Taehyung doesn't know. The last months he didn't want anything else than to finally be able to see his son, hold him. But now, he isn't sure anymore. The pain of the loss is greater than anything else at the moment.

"I don't know, mom.", he says weakly. His mother gets back a little bit and wipes his tears. "I think it would be good for you to see him. Maybe it would distract you a little bit. And I'm sure that little Chansol wants to meet his father." 

With that she takes his hand and guides him to a room. They enter it hand in hand, and inside there are many babies in small beds. Taehyung sees his mother talking with a nurse but he doesn't catch a word. 

Soon his mother comes back to him and guides him to a specific bed. "Here, this is your son. He is beautiful, isn't he?", she says, looking proudly at the baby.

Taehyung stares at the sleeping baby blankly. He feels numb. He can't do this. Taehyung doesn't want to have a kid on his own, he doesn't want to be a single parent. He wasn't prepared for something like this. It's always been clear for him that they would raise him together, never did he even think about the possibility to be forced to raise him on his own. He lost his love. If this baby didn't exist, he would still have his girlfriend. 

"Do you want to hold him?", his mother asks.

Without saying a single word Taehyung turns around and runs out of the room.