Hit Me If You Want (feat.hit if you want me)

Find him pt.2

"Taehyung? Kim taehyung!" Jimin yelled his name banging on taehyung's apartment door, but the other side of it was silent.
"KIM TAEHYUNG! OPEN THE DOOR!" Jungkook shouted louder.

"Boys, my tenants are complaining about the noise! What are you doing, huh?" An elderly landlady came out of nowhere and nagged to them.

"We're sorry ma'am, but our friend went missing. He didn't come to school for days and we can't contact him.."

"Oh, that handsome boy? He moved out the night before last."

"What? T-then do you know where he moved to?"

"Well, I don't know but I received a call that one guy will come to pick up the rest of his belongings today. Why don't you ask him? He'll come in a few minutes."

"Thanks, ma'am!"

"But please don't yell again!" She told them sternly and went away.

"Pheww.. Lucky to get here early." Whispered jimin.

~~~~~

Namjoon dressed casually, in jeans and a denim jacket (upper gif.) with a few accessories as when he got off work.

His employer died, so there's no need to remain in the Kim family au fond but working for them for seven years, he couldn't leave the little alone.

He helped taehyung inherit his parents' stocks and property, and decided to work for Kim ever after.
Actually managing stocks and handling legal matters by proxy weren't a great deal for him as he was surprisingly competent.

Now he arrived at that heartbroken child's old house, to get the bag he omitted last time.
However namjoon saw the two boys blocking the way where he'd go.

"Sorry but do you know taehyung? We're his friends." Asked pinky boy.

Namjoon momentarily agonized whether he should answer or not, but decided to tell the truth.

"I'm his secretary, but why are you looking for him?"

"He's not coming to school these days. We wonder what happened to him. Where is he?!" This time, the black haired boy asked, no, he almost yelled.

"DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO BE QUIET?" Just then, annoyed landlady showed up again.

Namjoon grasped the situation quickly and asked them,

"Please go to the parking lot first. I'll get his stuff and go after you boys."

"So, what are you two names?" "I'm jimin and this is jungkook." Two were in the car namjoon driving.

"Okay, jimin and jungkook, I'll only get you there, so please hear the details from him.. But I'm telling you, he is really broken now. I hope you two can comfort him. I tried but taehyung didn't listen to me."

~~~~~

They arrived at taehyung's parents' house after 5 hours driving. It was already 6'o clock.

Namjoon pressed the numbers and they entered the flat carefully. "Taehyung? Jimin and jungkook came to see you."

A small whimper reached their ears as they got further inside.

Namjoon opened taehyung's bedroom door.

"Taehyung?"

Jungkook could see his back crouching. He approached him trying to tap his back but taehyung shoved him. "Get off!" He shouted.

"Tae.." "Jimin, I don't want to deal even with you. Get out." "But-"

"I SAID GET OUT! Namjoon, you too, get out. LEAVE ME ALONE." He cried out loudly-a fury was all over his face.

"What will we do now?"

Mumbled jimin. Namjoon, jimin and jungkook were in the foyer as they were kicked out.

"It's late..you should go back home. I'll drop you guys." Namjoon replied and sighed, feeling sorry for boys.

"Thank you."

~~~~~

Taehyung had cried and cried interminably for a week, and finally after shouting to the visitors, he was worn out and exhausted, both in body and mind.

He picked up and charged his cell phone. It turned on after a few minutes.

"11pm.."

Taehyung cringed as his voice was hoarse and cracked.

Yeah, he was painful but didn't know if he's really distressed by the death of his parents. 'Why did I cried?' He didn't know either. He was empty and in a daze.
'Empty? Am I hungry? Of course, I didn't eat properly for days..'

Then taehyung found himself ordered four pizzas without even knowing it.

'Is this normal? Mom and dad passed away. Didn't I loved them? Why did I cry only for my loneliness? Why can't I feel anything about their death?'

He wished he would rather feel compunction but couldn't feel anything like his benumbed legs from crying for a long time bending his knees in an uncomfortable position.

Taehyung slowly stood up, took a step by step to the bathroom and grabbed a sharp, small stuff wishing it'd bring him down to reality.