Namjoon headed to the music room where his brother was currently playing the piano. He knocked on the door and waited for him to respond.
A few seconds later he knocked on the door yet again. His brother stopped and sighed. "What?"
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah."
"Hi. How are you doing?" Namjoon asked with a smile.
"Uhh...good."
"Want to come out and eat dinner? You've been here the whole day."
"I'm good. I actually want to get back to playing." He responded placing his fingertips back on the instrument.
"Taehyung," he softly said.
"What?"
"I don't like to see you alone. You don't even want to see your friends anymore. I'm worried about you."
"I'm fine."
"Why don't you try to talk to them? To the model I brought home?"
"I don't need to. I'm fine." He repeated aggravated.
"You've been avoiding every call. Why don't—?"
"What do you want me to say Namjoon? We have nothing to talk about. It's awkward now. We can't even hang out either. What can I do in this wheelchair, huh?"
Namjoon looked down at the floor a pang of pain spreading through his chest. He hated to see his brother upset.
Taehyung noticed and quickly tried to change his tone of voice. He was angry. Not at Namjoon.
How could he when he was an angel?
He was simply angry at what he was going through. Which was no ones fault. It was only his.
"I told you I'm fine."
"Can you at least talk to him? Please?"
"I don't need him to babysit me. I have friends. What about Chaeyoung huh? She's my friend."
"Yeah. She is...but she's not here all the time. Try to talk to him. He's been here for days and you haven't even tried."
Taehyung looked at him and then away. "You don't have to worry about me. You have to live your life too you know? What happened is not your fault. You couldn't have prevented it. If it makes you feel better I will talk to him."
"Really? You will?" He asked hopeful.
He nodded as he started playing again. Namjoon smiled happy, "Thank you. I will let him know."
He quickly walked out to get him. "Model 576B?" He called.
"Yes?"
"My brother wants to see you." He whispered.
"Yes I'm aware. I heard it. My hearing exceeds the normal range."
"You're not suppose to eavesdrop. That's a bad habit you shouldn't catch onto."
"I do apologize. May I meet Taehyung now?"
"Yeah. Hey don't-don't make comments about his wheelchair okay?"
"What about it?"
"I don't want him to feel bad about it." He whispered.
"I want to make him happy. Why would I do that for?"
"Okay. Yeah. You're right. He's just a bit defensive about the situation. That's all."
"Understood. I hope he likes me."