NEVER NOT REMEMBER YOU. ¦ VMin [ discontinued ]

Chapter 12 : "Can I stay here?"

Taehyung's Point of View.

After what happened to me earlier at the hospital, we went home as soon as I woke up. I can still feel my heart tumbling in my chest as if it wants to get out of my chest and my body. No, it will never happen.

"Taehyungie, you need to move in with your brother." Mom said when we entered my apartment. I looked at her as if I'm being insulted and offended.

"But Mom, I don't want to. I wanna stay here in my apartment." I walked up to the sofa and sat on it. "And no, I don't want to tell this to Jimin."

My mom sighed, sitting next to me. "Fine. Just promise me to take care of yourself. When you wake up, have a walk every morning, and then eat breakfast. What do you eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner?"

I looked down, "Instant food."

"See? That's unhealthy. If you were at your brother's, he would take care of you. He will give you healthy food, you know he's a cook." she said, and it sounds like she's really trying to convince me to move into my brother's.

"Mom, you make it sound like if I didn't move into Seokjin hyung's, I'd die. I won't, Mom. It's just arrhythmia—"

"What do you mean it's just arrhythmia? Your heart doesn't beat normally, do you think that's good? It's worse than palpitation after drinking a cup of coffee." Well, I don't drink coffee. And she has a point.

Sometimes when it's too cold in the middle of the night, I would wake up and my heart would beat rapidly, my knees and hands would be shaking and I couldn't breathe. I just cry until my breathing will be back to normal.

"I will take care of myself, don't worry, Mom." I gave her a reassuring smile. She smiled back and rubbed my back.

"I'll go home now." she says and stands up from the sofa. "And please, learn how to cook. Don't just eat instant food or buy online." I chuckle at that.

"Okay, okay, Mom." She nods and walks to the doorway. When she opens the door, a certain guy is standing outside my apartment.

"Jimin?" I suddenly blush.

"Oh, you are Jimin?" Mom asks, happily pointing at him. "Nice to finally meet you! I'm Taehyung's mother." That made me stood up from the sofa.

Jimin smiles a bit and bows, "Nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Kim."

"Mom, I thought you're going home?"

"Yes, yes I am, son." She laughs and taps Jimin's arm lightly, "Take care of him, alright?"

Jimin creases his forehead a bit but nods afterwards, "I will, Mrs. Kim."

"Aish! Just call me auntie." I put my palm on my forehead and closes my eyes quickly before looking at them again.

"Oh, okay auntie. Uhm, take care too!"

I suddenly grasp Jimin's arm and pull him inside. "Mom!" I call and she just laughs.

"Fine, I'll be going now. Take care, baby. I love you!" She made a flying kiss to me before walking out of my apartment.

I sigh and close the door. "Hi, Jimin. Sorry about that." I give him an awkward smile. Heck!

He laughs softly, "It's okay." he smiles. "Wow! Your mom is so pretty. Just like you."

What? What did he say?

"Me?" I point at myself, "Pretty?"

He nods, "Yes, you're pretty."

I bite my lower lip to hide my smile due to blushing. I hate that Jimin just voices out whatever what's in his mind.