A SOLDIER'S LOVE - TK

THREE

| 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 1987 |

"But what if I fucking die?!" Taehyung exclaimed, making the older one laughed at him, his body was bended backwards as his head was arching back due to laughter.

"Why are you laughing brother?!!" He asked bewildered.

He was clearly 19 years old now, he can't still imagine all of he things he should be doing. He was with Namjoon, in his supposedly room, which is a dark green tent.

His father was busy on the so called office, which is a tent too, there were many of tents in here, he was with his camera but he can't pulled his paint materials in the camp since it isn't allowed.

But it should be right? He is the captain and they should be letting him do what he wants..right?

"Tae, you will just be here. You will go through this damn papers and get this done with, that's all." Taehyung looked at him as if he was clearly insane, or maybe to see if he was joking or not.

"Y-You aren't putting a joke on me right Namjoon hyung?" He asked slowly and the man immediately stops laughing.

"You can j-just put someone in my shoes, it's just a damn papers right? Why can't somebody else just do that?!! Why do I have to?!" He started to scream, causing for the man to regret everything he says.

"Look Taehyung-"

"No what the hell is wrong with everyone of you?!
I only wanted to live peacefully in my whole goddamn life! I wanted to be free with guns and other shits like those!" Namjoon wants to reach out for him to calm down but he just cried even more harder.

A papers for him to just read on?! How insane is that!

"I can't believe this...." He says and sits back down to his soft, the only soft one to be the honest, bed. Ruffling his hair, tears falling out in defeat.

Namjoon just look at him, any time have pass and they were just quiet when suddenly the tent opened up and they both look at it, meeting their father.

He has his Army suit, usually the light brown with camouflage colors around it, his badge and some of his chest candies.

Taehyung looked down when his father look at them both, he wiped out his tears, not usually wanting for his father to shout at them.

"You will be meeting the first trainees up for today, please be there when you get your shits together, son." he sighs in defeat for almost a billionth times and nod, the lead captain immediately walk out of the tensioned tent of his son, leaving the quiet boys inside.

"I hate this......fucking hell." he said it for almost a millionth ones though this time, Namjoon hear him.

Short update rn. ت︎