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"be gentle with me, for my heart hides so many wounds that never bleed

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"be gentle with me, for my heart hides so many wounds that never bleed."


The rains almost drenched the city of seoul. the sky an everlasting blanket of grey with the winds howling and banging against the frail glass windows. but the city never took a break. pedestrians, office workers and city dwellers alike continued their usual journeys to their same old destinations, with dark umbrellas shielding them from the downpour. a couple of uniformed men were trapped inside some local electronics store, gawking at the flat screen televisions that featured the drastic news.

"han soomin, the ceo of global unit corporations was admitted in the hospital, early in the morning today. doctors confirmed that her health reports feature the same abominable disease that the rest of the han clan had died from. her condition is stable but kept under heavy surveillance. global unit corps which has been seoul's top company since the last twenty years seemed to have received a heavy blow. will han soomin.."

taehyung switched the television off, head still throbbing due to the annoyingly shrill voice of the reporter. han soomin was one of the very few people the trueblood respected. the han family had been one of the most trustworthy companion's for the kims. soomin's father had died of the similar bizarre sickness that has been passed onto generations after generations. 

taehyung's father had visited her in the hospital as soon as the news reached him, even informing her that he would too cancel the celebration party till she recovered, but soomin had refused profusely, hence, much to taehyung's dismay, the party was to be carried out. the ceo had ditched office today because of some outdoor work which was to be done for tomorrow, along with his brother. namjoon was the only person, the trueblood could ever confide in. starting from his mother and her explicit activities, ending with all the disadvantages of being a fucking trueblood. although his employees never speak up but taehyung can sense the fear radiating off them everytime he approaches them for a chat or official work. those big, wide eyes, pupils blown apart with panic, the visible stutter in their speech and the way they move away from him like he's some sort of a disease. taehyung loathed it. heck, he doesn't even recall the last time anyone touched him except his brother and father, of course. just carrying the mere label of a "trueblood" was enough to make people flee in dread, even during kindergarten. devoid of friends and compassion, the five year old taehyung used to sit at the back of the class, eating his lunch alone and playing with his tiny red cars on his own. no one dared to approach him. and taehyung could never build up the courage and explain his father because he was so scared of the outcome. scared of being called weak and soft hearted. 

since he was a toddler, he was taught to never show any form of emotional weakness. during his adolescence when his first crush had rejected him in front of the entire school, the sixteen year old trueblood could see the insecurity and the innate trepidation rising from the girl he fell for. the tears weren't stopping that day. hidden between the four walls of his cramped bathroom, he cried endlessly and promised himself, never could he seek for his true mate and hence ended up spraying scent blockers wherever he went. the scar of his eighteenth birthday and the grimness of that night was fresh in his memories, which had brought down all his hopes, dreams and passions.

prying the burning thoughts away, taehyung stood up from the sofa to order a takeout when namjoon's words in the morning, came in his mind.

"joonwoo called dad today. was apologising like anything. said that it was jeongguk who tipped off all the decorators. gosh, that kid is such a pain in the ass."

cold fury washed over his body. he knew that jeon was purposely doing all of this shit. provoking him and god, taehyung will so not leave him alone.  

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[a/n]

hii peeps.

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cassandra.

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