• Take My Hand • | A Taekook fiction|

(Chapter 1) • A New Beginning •

Jungkook's POV

"Are you done with Packing all your stuff honey-" I sigh.

" For the love of god- MOM! This is like the 1000th time you asked me that today! And every time I said Yes!! Yes, I'm done with packing up!"

I chuckled at how she kept asking me the same thing over and over again, probably just trying to appear calm and hide her sadness inside.

After all, no mother could really feel nothing when her only child was leaving their home for a few years.

I suddenly felt sad after that thought. I wouldn't be able to see my mom and dad as much now. It's so weird, you know? How time flew so fast.. I could remember the time I'd tried to steal cookies from the jar without getting caught by my mom when I used to be in middle school like yesterday. I'd ended up being caught by her anyways. Just a stare from her and I'd frozen for a second, then I had walked straight back to my own room. I chuckled again thinking about that time.

"You talk like that and laugh afterwards? Wow, didn't expect that I'd have to buy those kinda pills for you-"

"MOM!" I giggled, "No! You don't have to buy pills like those for me- besides, it wasn't that weird or crazy for me to react like that, right?" I said with a grin.

"Yyeeaaaahhh. Right."

I suddenly made a poker face and my mom copied me, then I glared at her playfully and we stayed like that for a while. And then we both burst into laughter.

My mom and I had always been like this. Teasing eachother, playing around, playfully offending eachother.. She was just the coolest and weirdest mom you could imagine.

While my dad leaned more to the strict and cold side, he was actually a sweetheart. Loved me and my Mom like we meant the world to him. And occasionally, we would get to see his weird and clumsy side. We would get to see him laugh like there was no tomorrow.

Those were the moments I'd felt like I was the luckiest person in the world, for having the 'perfect family'.

Sure, there were a lot of ups and downs for every family, including mine. And a 'perfect family' didn't really exist, But we would stay strong and find a solution for the problem we'd faced, rather than grieving or panicking over it. We had our fair share of cries and laughs, silly and serious fights and making up after that. And all the things and situations a family would have to experience; most importantly, Love.

We loved eachother very much. Yes, it was a different kind of love, but love was of various kinds. And my family, was filled with that. And for me, that made my family, a perfect one.

After our little laughing session, I grabbed all my luggage and brought them downstairs. Mom also helped.

"I can't believe my son is old enough to go to a University now.. Woah" My dad.

I smiled at him and he smiled back from the couch he was sitting on, in front of the TV. I could hear the weather report of today from it.

"Welp. Guess I'd need a walking stick with me soon as well." I replied with a goofy smile.

And my dad chuckled at that. Mom had already headed for the kitchen to pack snacks for me at this point. I was definitely going to miss this.

Probably a little too much.

I joined my dad and sat by his side to watch today's weather report. And apparently, it could rain today.

"They say it's gonna rain pretty hard today.. Do you have your umbrella with you? Try not to get wet and don't catch a cold okay kook?"

"Yes dad, I think I do have my umbrella with me. I remember packing it in my backpack. And don't worry, I won't catch a cold" I said with a giggle.

I could tell my dad wasn't coping with this well. The slight frown on his face and the way he licked his lips out of worry or nervousness told me so. I was happy, anyway.

I hoped it stayed that way.

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I was standing in front of my house now, Ready to head for the airport.

My dad had booked a taxi for me and it was already here, all my luggage was inside the trunk of the vehicle. We were now saying our goodbyes with tears in our eyes. My mom was almost full on sobbing and my dad had 'manly tears' in his eyes; as he liked to call them.

"I'll miss you so much, son. We're gonna miss you so much.. " my mom said with tears rolling down her cheeks.

I wiped them away with the pad of my thumb and hugged her tight. My dad stood there watching us with 'manly tears' in his eyes again. I beckoned him to join the hug, and he did. It was warm. It felt like home. And that was exactly why I was gonna miss it. The way my dad engulfed us in a tight embrace, the way it spread warmth all over my body, made me cry more. I was gonna miss them so freaking much. We pulled away from the hug and my mom kissed my forehead.

"I'm proud of you baby. Never forget that. We love you very much. Please take care of yourself and catch up with us okay? Call us often, honey."

"Yes kook, you could be calling us in the middle of the night, and we'd still pick up the phone right at that millisecond; so please do call us often. Remember that we are here for you no matter what. Okay?"

I softly giggled at his words. This itself showed how much he cared about me. I was so happy to have them as my parents.

"I know dad. And yeah, I'll call you both often. Don't worry." I said as I kissed both of their cheeks.

"I should probably get in the taxi now." I leaned closer to them and held my hand up as if I was trying to whisper something.

"I think the driver is probably cringing at us."

They both laughed at that and I smiled. Then they nodded and I turned around to get in the car.

Once I'd closed the car door, I lowered the car window and took a good look at my parents before I started the next chapter of my life.

"Be safe honey. Don't stress yourself out too much okay?"

"I will ma, I will try to take care of myself too. And you guys? Don't worry too much okay? I love you both very much. I'll miss you two." I said with a teary-eyed smile. They both gave a curt nod.

And I closed the car window, raising it. I looked at them and waved my hand. And they did as well.

"Shall we go now, sir?"

The driver asked with a polite tone, a hint of annoyance lacing his voice. Well, I couldn't blame him. We had taken a while.

"Yes sir. I don't wanna be late for my flight now, do I?" I replied with a polite tone as well.

He nodded and then proceeded to start the car. I looked at my parents one more time and waved at them with a smile. They did the same again. I could still see the tears rolling down their faces. I could now feel the same warm liquid rolling down my face as well. I stared at them, still waving, and see them move farther and farther away, until I couldn't see them anymore.

I wiped my tears away and leaned back on the car seat. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself.

When I opened them again, I felt more determined than ever. I knew I was gonna face a lot of hard times, but I'd face them. I wouldn't turn back. This was the moment I'd been waiting for since I was a kid, after all.

And so started my new beginning.