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•Day 2: Hazy Shadows•

{Day 2}

What a strange feeling it was, to awaken in a hospital and not being able to see through the dimness clouding his vision. Jungkook came in a state of shock once all he could really do was hear. Beeps and clicks, and his heavy breathing filling the room. He thought he was dreaming, but then he heard Taehyung's voice; he felt him holding his hand. Jungkook was not dreaming.

"Jungkook, are you alright? Are you hurting anywhere Kook?"

Taehyung's grip on his hand tightened, and Jungkook was almost about to cry with guilt. The events of last night wee clear to him, and it was his fault in the first place anyways.

"Hey, hey. You're alright Jungkook, don't cry, I'm right here."

Although Taehyung was right by his side, Jungkook was certainly not alright.

-<~><~><~>-

It could've been worse. The only injury Jungkook suffered was what the doctors called a cerebral contusion, which meant there was a bruise on his brain and it was swollen enough to affect his visual cortex. Swollen enough to cause blindness. Post-traumatic transient cortical blindness. They said that both sides of his brain were damaged and that, with time, he would probably regain his sight, but they never said for sure. And they never said when.

The driver of the other car was unharmed. He was arrested, but the damage was done.

And Taehyung wasn't too hurt— just a few bruises and cuts. He stayed with Jungkook in the hospital, always by his side, always apologizing. I'm so sorry, Jungkook. I'm so sorry. But Jungkook felt like he was the one to blame.

I was the reason we went out. I was the person who drove and got distracted. I could've said, "Another day, Taehyung," or, "You can drive, Hyung,".

I could have done something differently, something that could've prevented it all.

But he didn't.

And the overwhelming guilt along with the shock of not being able to register the images that made up his world, made Jungkook sob his eyes out onto Taehyung. The world looked different;  it felt different, and he felt different too.

Taehyung couldn't help but cry along with him when he found out about Jungkook's condition. Jungkook's childhood was ruined as he grew up but now stuck with a condition like this was truly heartaching for Tae. He knew Jungkook was in a tough spot before, with all the abuse he's gone through and his parents downgrading him; this was certainly a big set-back to his life.

And Taehyung understands the pain he felt, he knew it all too well, and he didn't want that pain for anybody else, especially Jungkook.

-<~><~><~>-

After Jungkook was discharged from the hospital, Taehyung insisted that they go to another neurologist. So they did. The doctor said the same thing all the other doctors had said. Blunt trauma to the head, cerebral contusion, and cortical blindness. But then she said, "I don't believe this condition is permanent. I'll expect we'll see some improvement within thirteen to fourteen weeks."

That brought back some hope in Taehyung's eyes. "Really?"

"I'm highly optimistic,"

Jungkook mentally scoffed.

There's no way.

-<~><~><~>-

Buy the end of the day, everything was worked out; Taehyung brought Jungkook home after they went to an eye doctor, then enrolled him into Orientation and Mobility training, and he requested a cane for Jungkook by filling out an application online, as recommended by the doctor. There wasn't any more good news about Jungkook for now, at least from the doctors, besides the theory that Jungkook's vision could return.

Jungkook was feeling so empty and guilty about everything. His shock hadn't wavered a tiny bit, ever since they were driving home after all the doctor visits. After both of them entered Taehyung's apartment, it was a huge relief but a worry to Jungkook at the same time.

Well I can't see much around me...

Earlier, I couldn't even see the beautiful sunset...

How am I supposed to get around...

Taehyung took the hint and carefully guided Jungkook to his room, slowly leading him to his bed and letting him sit down. His hand was still wrapped around Jungkook's, and they stayed like that for a while, sitting and holding each other close as the blue feeling sunk into their chests.

Jungkook wasn't surprised that Taehyung would be so touchy and protective after the accident, it was reflex anyways, but those things didn't reassure him as much as before. There was still so much fear deep inside Jungkook, and only a portion of it had came out.

"Taehyung," Jungkook let out a shaky breath, trying his best to hold in his tears.

"Yes, Kook?"

Jungkook turned to Taehyung and frowned, "Why did you... help me? Y-you didn't have to..."

Before he could finish, Taehyung was already pulling Jungkook into a hug, making him jump a little from the sudden action. "Jungkook, don't say such a thing, none of this was your fault." He had to admit, Jungkook was making it hard for him to not get emotional again.

"It was!" Jungkook finally cried. "I-I got d-distracted a-and got us both into this mess. I'm sorry, I'm sorry Hyung..."

Taehyung pulled them both onto the bed to lay down and stayed silent, knowing that Jungkook had more to say.

"I made everything h-harder for y-you, Hyung! I made everything h-harder for m-myself! You probably hate me, right? Now that I can't be independent and I need to have guidance? I don't have anywhere to go now if you end up kicking me out, and I won't blame you at all! I'm a burden to my family, and for you too, right?" He cried.

"No Jungkook! Stop saying that, will you? You're not a burden to anybody Jungkook, I enjoy caring for you so much. Why do you think I hate you, huh?"

Jungkook curled up under the blanket and sniffles.

My parents never cared for me.

I only had myself until I met you Tae...

But you'll leave me just like everybody else in this world too...

"I love you, Kook." Taehyung whispered.

They both froze after the L word slipped out. Jungkook paused his crying. Taehyung stopped breathing mid-inhale.

Wait. Fuck, why did I say that?!

How is he going to think of me now?

"You... Y-you love m-me?"

Fuck, I can't hide my feelings forever, damn it.

"Y-yeah Jungkook, I-I love you."

(Unedited-ish)
(A/N): I tried, guys T^T srry if this is bad

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