Sweet Night (18+) || kth ||

Sweet Dreams: Talk

What did Taehyung and Sujin talked about after she woke up in the hospital?

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"Hi."

I thought at first I was hallucinating. It can't be Taehyung, why would he be here in the first place? But at the same time, I was also hoping that it was him. I wanted it to be him because I miss him. More than I miss Sunny, even. But old resentments die hard. Or, well, habits. I still blame him for what happened to Sunny.

"Taehyung?" I asked, my voice cracking. I cleared my throat, which I found to be very dry.

"Hang on," he said, and helped me sit up. Then, he poured water into a glass and handed it to me. "Drink slowly, you don't want to upset your stomach again," he told me, his voice gentle. I nodded my head, and had to control myself not to down the glass he'd given me. I was so thirsty. When I was done, he took the glass and placed it on my bedside table. Then, he sat down and without asking, took my hand in his again.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

He gave me a small smile. "Playing the hero again, I'm afraid," he admitted. "Sorry, this is the last time, I swear."

"I don't get it."

"Well, you were very sick and your mom was out of her wits what to do, so she called me," he said. "And, ever the sucker for you, I rushed to your aid. I know you don't like being saved, and I swear I'll try to tone it down from now on, but in my defense, it was hard not to try and save you when you looked like you were dying yourself." His grip on my hand tightened. "I've seen enough deaths to last me a lifetime."

"What do you mean you'll try to tone it down?" I asked.

He smiled guiltily, the same smile I'd seen before. "Well, I've decided that I am not going to leave you anymore," he said. "I know you're still angry me for what happened, and I don't blame you for that. I guess I finally understood what you wanted from me back then. It's a little too late now, I know, but," he took a deep breath. "But I love you and I just can't live without you."

Taehyung looked at me. His face hadn't changed one bit, but at the same time, I could see lines that weren't there before.

"I love you, and all those things I did," he went on. "It's just that I don't want to lose you. Kind of like how you don't want to lose Sunny either. You were willing to do everything to keep her alive because you love her. The same goes for me. But you see," he slapped his thigh, smiling sardonically. "That's where we were wrong."

"Taehyung, I don't get what your talking about," I said to him.

"We were both looking for answers," he said to me. "We had so many problems, so many questions, we lost ourselves looking for the answer. We just had to find one. But the truth is, sometimes, we don't need an answer. There are just things in life that doesn't have any and that's the beauty of it."

He shifted his gaze away from me, staring out into space. But his thumb was gently running back and forth over my hand. I didn't break the silence, mostly because I didn't know what to say.

"I wanted to end all your problems back then," Taehyung went on. "Crude though it may sound, but I wanted to be the answer to your everything. Just like how you wanted to provide everything for Sunny. We both failed to grasp the fact that sometimes, it's not an answer that we're looking for. Just someone to be with. Someone who would stand by us, give us a nudge every now and then. Someone who will listen to us. And if only I listened to you, maybe Sunny wouldn't have died. Or maybe she still will. But at least, I'm certain that I wouldn't push you away."