These days, Jimin was feeling happy; this place had become less suffocating because of Yoongi. When Yoongi came to give him meals, they would have small conversations while he watched Jimin eat.
Yoongi came with lunch, and Jimin smiled brightly.
"Time to eat," Yoongi said.
Jimin sat up, took the tray from his hand, and started eating slowly.
"Finish it, then I'll take you to see Aunt Lilly and the garden," Yoongi said.
Jimin's face lit up"Really?"
"Hmmm," Yoongi confirmed with a smile.
They visited Aunt Lilly, and after that, they went to the garden. Fortunately, the weather was nice. Jimin sat on the bench, enjoying the cold breeze.
"Ouch," Jimin exclaimed, putting a hand on his eye.
"What happened?" Yoongi asked.
"I think something got in my eye," Jimin said, his eye red and watering.
"Let me see."Yoongi bent down wiping Jimin's eye with handkerchief.
"It was dust. Is it okay now?" Yoongi asked.
"Hmmm," Jimin smiled.His eye was still watering. Yoongi wiped his tear carefully, still bent down.
Taehyung and Hoseok, who were walking in, saw the scene. Taehyung felt a surge of anger filling him and clenched his fists tightly. Hoseok, looking at Yoongi, his eyes filled with hurt.
Taehyung stormed toward them.
"Jimin!" he shouted.
Yoongi stood straight and looked at Taehyung, whose eyes were burning with fury. Jimin shivered with fear as Taehyung grabbed his wrist and dragged him with him.
"Taehyung," Yoongi called trying to stop him. Taehyung ignored him and dragged Jimin to his room.
Once inside, he let Jimin go with a jerk, causing him to stumble.
"What were you doing?" Taehyung asked furiously, walking toward Jimin who stepped back in fear. Taehyung continued to advance and Jimin kept stepping back shivering under Taehyung's intense gaze.
Jimin bumped into the wall and looked at Taehyung, horrified.
Taehyung smirked. "Where will you run to now?"He bent down, and Jimin felt his heart thumping in his ears and gulped hard, tears filling his eyes.
"Is this how you seduced my friend?"
Taehyung asked, locking Jimin inside his arms.
Listening to his accusation, Jimin looked at him. "I... I didn't," he said, and a tear fell from his eye.
Taehyung looked intensely at his plump lips, shivering while he tried to explain. He didn't know what got into him, but he captured Jimin's lips with his own.
Surprised, Jimin tried to push him but failed as Taehyung was much stronger.
He pulled Jimin closer with his right hand, holding his neck. Immersed, he devoured Jimin hungrily, exploring every inch of his mouth.
Jimin's tears streamed down continuously as he stopped resisting, standing still.
After breaking the kiss to breathe, Taehyung went down on his neck, kissing aggressively and sucking, leaving a hickey. A painful sob escaped Jimin's lips. Taehyung looked at him, his lips swollen, his face wet with tears, and his eyes filled with pain. Taehyung glared at him and stormed out of the room.
Jimin sat down, hugging his knees, crying loudly and rubbing his lips, trying to erase the feeling of Taehyung's kiss.
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Taehyung went to the bar, filled a glass of whiskey, and gulped it down. He was furious at himself for losing control.
Why did he kiss him? The expression of Jimin was replaying before his eyes. He gulped down one glass after another.
Memories of the past knocked at his mind: the feeling of hurt, the suffering, the days he spent being punished for crimes he didn't commit, the accusation of killing someone he wouldn't even think about in his dreams.
The betrayal, every memory, made his heart ache. His eyes were red and watering, not sure if it was from the booze he consumed or the pain. He punched the table, making his hand bleed. The pain was nothing compared to what he was feeling inside. He gulped down another glass, trying to down his sorrow with alcohol.
He still remembered the day clearly, every detail vivid in his mind. The happiest day of his life, surrounded by his family, laughing, a young carefree boy spoiled by his parents. Unaware it was his last day of happiness, last time seeing his parents. That day, a carefree boy turned into a murderer, a person everyone hated, a monster. That day, the sweet young boy died, and a heartless monster was born.
"Tae," he felt a familiar voice calling him from a distance with love.
He looked around, but there was no one. He chuckled painfully.
"How could it be her? It can't be. I have lost them forever."
"Tae, my dear son, come to Father," a voice echoed in his mind.
He closed his eyes, and a rebel tear rolled down, showing the despair in his heart.
"Stop it, leave me alone to the reality," he shouted.
"Get the fuck out of my mind, get out," he roared.
He gulped down the whiskey, but he was still feeling thirsty, with fire burning in his heart. He grabbed the bottle and stood up with stumbled legs.
He walked toward a locked door, opened it, and entered. Everything was covered with white cloths. He walked and pulled the cloth from the picture hanging on the wall.
A beautiful family picture showed up: a young man and a beautiful woman standing, a child standing between them, smiling brightly. He took a sip from the bottle and smiled bitterly, touching the woman's face.
Walking toward a table he opened a drawer and took out an album. Sitting down on the chair, he started flipping through it. He touched every picture lovingly
Seeing a picture of his mother smiling brightly in a beautiful white dress. He smiled, and a tear fell on the picture on her face as if she was crying.
He wiped it gently. "Be happy there," he murmured.
"Mom, I have taken revenge. I have made him pay for everything he has done, but..." He paused. "I don't know why, Mom. I don't feel happy."
"I have made Jimin take his life. I also avenged Aunt. I have slowly taken everything from Park, but why?"He looked at her, like she would speak.
"Why, Mom? Why am I still hurt? I feel lost. I am hurt." He said his brow furrowed, and his lips trembled as he spoke, his voice shaky and filled with desperate yearning.
"Can you hug me like in childhood when I wasn't feeling well? Can you hug me mom, just once?" he said, hugging the picture tightly.He felt like his mother was embracing him, patting his back. Tears filled his face.
"I miss you. I miss you so much, Mom."