A Deepness of Feeling | TaeGi [COMPLETED]

Measure 71

Taehyung looked over at his father and Jinae as they spoke before he pulled his phone out of his pocket and glanced down at it as Yoongi called him. Taehyung glanced over at his father as he declined the call.

"Taehyung." His father said.

Taehyung quickly put his phone back in his pocket before he looked over at him. "What?" He asked bitterly.

"I want to discuss with you why you're returning home." His father said as he looked at his iPad.

Taehyung scoffed as he looked out the window. "Home... you took me from my home. You mean I'm returning to Dante's Inferno. Every year... every day living there is a new circle of hell added on to the nine! That's how many circles? Sixty-two thousand four hundred and fifteen circles, right? I finally reached paradise when I went to school! When I met him..." Taehyung said as he looked out the window. "But you took all that away from me because you're a selfish bastard who can't let other people be happy! Why couldn't you just fucking leave me alone?!" Taehyung shouted.

This father slammed the iPad in the seat between him and Taehyung. "Because I'm dying! You're my oldest and only son!"

Taehyung scoffed. "We aren't royals! You don't need me-"

Taehyung's father looked out the window. "Taehyung, I'm not arguing with you about it. You're taking over whether you like it or not."

Taehyung crossed his arms over his chest. "How long?" Taehyung asked.

"A year at the most."

Taehyung watched the mountains as the drove by them. "Does mother know? My sisters? The rest of the family?" Taehyung asked.

"Just you. And I'd like to keep it that way. They can't know." He said. Taehyung nodded before he looked over at his father. "How come one of the girls couldn't take over?" Taehyung asked. His father chuckled. "Yeah right. Those girls do nothing but party and spend my money." He said.

Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Well, what about mom?"

"Your mother is a bitch. I can't fucking stand her, okay? She deserves nothing! You know that! She's a horrible wife and a fucking disaster of a mother. She doesn't even deserve the title. She didn't do shit for you kids."

Taehyung chuckled. "Like you were any better... abusive fucker." Taehyung mumbled. His father glared at him and raised his hand to smack Taehyung.

Taehyung looked over at him and smirked. "Fucking do it. This time there's no guards to hold me back. I'll fucking kill you myself." Taehyung said as he looked into his father's eyes.

His father stared back into his eyes for a moment before he himself smirked. "You're more and more like me every time I see you, Taehyung."

Taehyung clenched his jaw as he watched his father relax and sit back. "Now, when we get home... you can settle back into your room before the family meeting. Your sisters will be glad to see you. As well as your cousins."

Taehyung sighed softly and looked back out the window. A couple minutes passed before his phone started going off again. But instead of a call, he was getting multiple texts from the younger boy. Taehyung turned a bit and pulled his phone out. He instantly smiled as he opened the messages.

My Yoongi-yah: hyung...
Hyung, I miss you...
Can't you come back?

No, baby. He said he'll hurt you, remember?

My Yoongi-yah: I don't care, hyung! I want to be with you... being without you hurts more than anything.

I care!
Yoongi, it hurts me too.
But I'm not going to put your life in danger.
I love you, Yoongi.
Now please, don't contact me anymore.