Drama Club | kth.jjk

21.

As soon as he steps out into the icy, cold air of the November night time, Taehyung shivers, feeling the wind break past the thin barrier of clothing he was wearing and harass his honey skin, causing harsh goosebumps to ride his skin up and down like teenagers driving the streets of Beverly hills.

Where does Taehyung even go?

He had nowhere to go, no one to call. He had stupidly stormed out of his house just minutes ago, and now he's stuck at a traffic light, trying to figure out the best thing to do for the night. But of course, his mind ran blanks.

That is, until a certain blonde boy pops up into his mind, causing him to smile a little for the first time that night. Digging into his pockets for his phone, Taehyung rushes to get the small rectangular thing out of his coat. Immediately, he switches it on, searching his contacts for Jungkook's name.

Why he was in such a rush to speak to Jungkook? Taehyung didn't even know himself.

All that he knew was, that Jungkook would be able to comfort him in these moments, whether he talked about himself, or something funny he did when he was young, or even what he was doing now, any words from Jungkook would be able to comfort the mint haired male.

After a week of only talking to Jungkook, Taehyung had grown used to the smaller boy's way of speaking and doing things, and now he was uncomfortable with anyone else.

But as soon as Taehyung sees Jungkook's name on his phone, something in him tells him to stop. And think about just exactly he was going to do. All that could possibly happen is a short and simple conversation with Jungkook over the phone before the two went their own ways again. And Taehyung would still be stuck in the night.

Of course, he would have to go home at some point, but he didn't want to meet his mother. He wanted to stay as far away from her as possible. Her way of thinking wasn't right. And Taehyung was glad that for once, he wasn't manipulated into thinking that she was right. Imagine hating the same genders loving each other. Love is love. You can be attracted to anyone. It wasn't wrong. It was just a human thing...to fall in love. Was it not?

Taehyung was confused.

Staring down at his phone, Taehyung continues to ponder about his mother. She was still hurting. Scorned about the fact that his father had fallen in love. Regardless of man or woman, he had left her for someone else and Taehyung's mother had hated that. It just happened to be a man and so she took advantage of that and used it as a reason to hate them.

And now his dad was dead. Taehyung didn't know why, but something told the tiger that it had to do with not being able to love his lover. And so he left this world to be able to meet his lover in another life.

Tragic, but beautiful really.

In a way, Taehyung's mother hadn't won. Because she was not happy. So that wasn't winning in any way. She'd beg to differ, yet Taehyung would have many different things to say.

It was like in the play "an inspector calls" the character of Sheila Birling finally realising how wrong her parents had been all along, she started to mould herself into her own beliefs, and she had started to become something of herself without any of the upper class capitalists that often abused their power.

And sure, the play was made for political propaganda towards the left wing party, but it still showed how the older generation could so easily manipulate the younger generation and force them to believe in principles and morals just aren't right.

Taehyung wasn't homophobic.

No, this isn't some sick story where he suddenly falls for Jungkook while being straight and homophobic. This is a story where Taehyung believes in love for every single being on the planet, regardless of gender, sexuality, race, religion, looks...what type of food they ate. It was simple. Love was simple.