Sehnsucht •KookV•

dreiundzwanzig

Hewwo~ I haven't updated in a long while, right? I'm so sorry guys but I've been busy with assignments and school stuff. I hope you all understand. I really am trying to balance a lot of things at once but as you can tell, I'm failing miserably. I just hope my lack of motivation isn't reflected in my writing. If you ever feel like this chapter isn't good enough, please let me know and I will edit it and upload it again.

Thank you for understanding. On with the chapter~

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"Krummes Holz gibt auch gerades Feuer"
-Crooked logs also make straight fires-

"Taehyung?" Yoongi turned around at the familiar voice. Seokjin stood a few feet away, his eyes wide as he stared at Taehyung. Namjoon stood beside him, as shocked as him. 

"Hyung? Namjoon?" The mint-haired male questioned as he looked at them, his shock heightening with every second that passed. He turned to look back at Taehyung, not quite believing his eyes after what he had seen almost 3 years ago. 

"I called them here." The younger deep voice resonated in the empty garden. His body was hidden in shadows, face visible in the light of a nearby lamp. Namjoon watched him closely, studying his every move.

"But it can't be..." Seokjin spoke softly as Taehyung smiled tightly. "I know." He said, walking over to them. The three were on their guard, ready to attack the 'imposter' if he tried to do anything. Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows as the younger walked closer, stopping right in front of him. His face was clearer now, right under the light from the nearby window. His features were more chiseled, the slight childish innocence wiped out. His hair was longer, charcoal black and his eyes were darker.

He wore a black suit, tailored to perfection and resting snug against his petite yet fit body. "I know you won't believe me when I say that I'm Kim Taehyung. What you saw was absolutely correct and I shouldn't even be here..." He trailed off, fingers rubbing at the ink spot on his wrist. Namjoon noticed the small gesture, eyeing the male up and down. He walked past Seokjin, standing in front of the younger.

"What happened then?" He asked, eyes sharp as he looked at the ravenette. Taehyung gulped as he opened his mouth to speak. "I'll tell them." A voice interrupted them as they all turned to look at the male behind Taehyung.

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"There are a lot more things but I'm not the one who should be telling you that. Taehyung... He..." The male sighed as he looked at the others sitting around him. Taehyung had taken is leave, saying he had some work to finish. The other three sat together, eyes glazed over as they listened to Bang Shi-Hyuk. "He had totally cut himself off. I've never seen someone so devastated before."

"The doctors said that those scars will never heal. They'll stay with him together." He took a breath as he waited for the others to say something. Yoongi cleared his throat, quickly wiping his eyes as he spoke up. "Why didn't he tell anyone?" He asked, relief seeping into his body with the knowledge that Taehyung was okay.

Shi-Hyuk smiled sadly, looking at Yoongi and that was all the answer they needed. "Does... Mr Kim know?" Namjoon asked as the older shook his head. "You're the first ones to know." He looked back at the three. "I shouldn't be the one saying this but Yoongi, Namjoon, Seokjin... Taehyung needs your help. He's completely broken and shattered. More than you can even imagine."

The trio nodded, wiping away their tears as they stood up. "He isn't going to be alone any longer."

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