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Third person P.O.V

Taehyung was sitting in his hometown, the soft breeze of the rather pure environment, made him feel a bit more relaxed than before. But again, that heavy feeling never left him, not even for a second.

It's been days since that kidnapping incident. He was discharged the same night after he woke up and was taken to home by Yoongi.

In the detention center, he was informed that Minho was one of those kids, who had to spend their childhood in utter distress. He was accused of killing his own parents at the age of 7 and was sent to the mental health care center for a whole 8-year span. The boy lost his childhood, his innocence, his family and his usual personality. He always was in search of some warmth that Taehyung gave him and the former found himself being greedy for that, deciding to keep the brunet all to himself.

Hearing the tragic background, everyone was sad but at the same time worried about Taehyung's safety as well. Minho was again sentenced to more years in the same mental health care center.

Everything was so dull and gloomy like he was still missing something from his life but he had to be stubborn to feel miserable like he dawned it upon himself.

He felt kinda devastated as he was expecting to see a specific raven-haired beside him, but he never saw him after that.

Jimin, Namjoon, Jin, and even Samie (as Jimin informed her), were there to comfort him but he wasn't there.

After that, Jin suggested that he should go to his hometown and have a break. Feeling the need for that, he agreed and came back here. Although, only his mother knew what happened, not Euni.

He thought that everything would be fine as time passed, but his thoughts were never true. Instead, he started feeling very much bothered by that heaviness that was just increasing day by day. He couldn't name it, it was just like a hidden desire, a desire for someone and he was just pushing it back, still in denial.

But was he in pure denial? No, he did feel the reason for everything happening to his heart, he knew what he needed the most at the moment, but was just insecure- insecure about everything.

"Taetae?" Euni softly called him and he just hummed in response.

"We have lots of time to spend now, it's already vacation!" She happily chirped and Taehyung lightly smiled.

"You like your school?"

"Of course, I made a few friends and they're so nice. I was a fool back then." She giggled, referring to her old, introverted self.

"Now my best friend, Meena, I feel very bad about what I did to her." Taehyung frowned and gestured for her to explain the meaning.

"Actually, she used to talk to me even before but I never replied and once, I- I kinda lashed out at her." She sadly smiled but her smile widened the next second.

"But still, she never gave up on me. And now I believe, I was so unlucky to waste my time in the past that I could've enjoyed with her and lucky as well because she is with me now." Taehyung blinked when she scooted closer to him and side-hugged him in her small arms.

"I was afraid of what the other students would say if I got close to her because she is the best student in our school and me-" She looked down at her leg but again smiled.

"One day, she took me to an empty classroom and asked the reason for avoiding her. I was so frustrated and told her the reason, but you know what she did?" Taehyung shook his head as both of their heads were connected.

"She just hugged me and said 'Listen to your heart because your brain is so messed up even in the appearance." Saying that she laughed out loud and Taehyung couldn't help but smile as well. So wise for some 9-year-old kid.

Her hand softly patted Taehyung's hair when she pulled back from the hug.

"Do you get what I mean, Taetae?" Taehyung opened his mouth to say something but his mother came out to the balcony of their small house and patted his shoulder, gaining his attention.

"She is so wise, Taebear. Even she can tell what's going inside your heart and you're still in denial." Taehyung got up from the cushion, bewildered like someone dug a hole into his heart.

"Won't you feel disgusted? What about the others? Your family?" He kinda retorted to his mother who bit her lip, guilty for leaving her son before.

"I don't care now. They were not here to support me when I needed the most, it was you. You're my family, you're my priority, nothing else." She said and cupped his face, eyes glistening in guilt when she noticed Taehyung's pupils shaking as well.

"Do what your heart is saying to do. Get what you need now. Because, I've seen the deep love in his eyes, for you." Taehyung's lips wobbled when he was embraced first by his mother and soon, Euni joined as well.

"Go, get your man, Taetae!" Euni cheered once she pulled back and all the Kims smiled.

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He was so confident when he left for Seoul, but now, when he was standing in front of the door, he felt himself shivering.

"You can do it!" He pressed the doorbell but it seemed dead. Frowning to himself, he again pressed but no use.

"Hey, young man- oh that's you again." The same old lady that he met before, said with a cocked brow.

"Um- hello, Ma'am."

"Hi." She greeted back but never smiled.

"Um- they-"

"They shifted a week ago, don't know where." Before he could ask, the answer was kinda thrown over his head.

The small smile slowly disappeared as he blinked in shock.

"Sh- shifted?"

"Yeah, I heard they're shifting abroad but they never shared the details. You can contact him." She said and turned to leave.

Taehyung licked his lips and turned back to the door. Shaking his head, he grabbed his phone and tried the same contact for the nth time but as always, it was switched off.

The heaviness doubled over, leaving him with teary eyes and an aching heart.

"While trying my best to keep myself stronger, I broke myself again. But don't worry, bear."

'I'll try to be your support.'

"I just want to see you happy. I don't want to see you conflicted, scared, or sad. You don't need to feel any sort of burden on this precious heart of yours."

'You're not burdening me, I'm just a bit scared, and you make me happy, hyung.'

"You deserve the world, someone who can actually make you happy. A beautiful, nice, and kind g- girl."

'I can't believe on girls now, one was enough for the experience.'

"I wish you a beautiful life ahead."

'Why you're saying it like you're going away?'

"With someone, who can call you theirs and whom you can call y- yours, without any hesitation."

'You're mine soulmate hyung and I'm yours.'

"Let's go, dada. It was such a long day, I'm so tired."

'Wait, hyung. Don't go, you seem sad and I want to hug you, please don't go.'

He wanted to say all those words when the other sounded so broken.

"That's what you meant? Leaving me like that?" He mumbled... the words were clear in his mind as he was half awake when the other cried, thinking that he was unconscious. How much he wanted to reply to the other at that moment, but that stupid chloroform made his mind too much hazy, and now, he regrets not putting much effort.

"That's your payback for hurting his heart, I guess." He croaked out, throat making a big lump to even let more words out because he was sure- he lost the one who actually love him, or loved him.

At this point, he was sure why the other left like that because he never wanted to see him conflicted about the confession. The way he reacted on hearing the confession, broke the other's heart and Jungkook just sacrificed his own heart to see him at peace.

Little did he know, his love already made a mark on Taehyung's heart, and that only increased, going deeper and deeper to make him fall for him.

A little sob left his lips when he felt the strong cold wind almost cutting his wet cheeks. Because there was no one to drape his coat or jacket over his shoulders to provide him with the needed warmth.

He never believed, but he was falling for the other, slowly and steadily. The way, Jungkook always made him comfortable, giving him the softest gestures and care, even when he always showed him a stink eye in the company, providing him with the warmth that he always craved for, made him fall for him. But his insecurities just kept him like that, stoic and in denial. But what could he do now? Because it was gone.. everything was ended.

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Another day, another try and he was again standing in front of the same house that once gave him the feeling of a home. The same place where once lived someone, who was always there for him, but he couldn't even thank him properly.

"I don't think so, they're coming back soon." A voice spoke and when he turned back, he saw Yoongi standing behind him, hands stuffed in his coat pockets as the last days of the year were quite cold.

The brunet sadly smiled and glanced back at the locked door.

"He never gave me the chance to answer him, hyung." Taking another deep breath, he softly caressed the wooden door.

"Or should I say, he never gave me the chance to take care of him, to love him back, as he did?" Yoongi hung his head low and bit his lips. He still felt so guilty for yelling at the raven-haired in the hospital but the more hurtful thing was, that the other believed in his words.

He was just so angry at the moment because he really did feel so attached to Taehyung and wanted to protect him the best, but what happened that day made him so disappointed in himself.

It wasn't like he didn't apologise, he did that but the other had made up his mind and he couldn't stop him.

"At least, he could've told me where they're going." Taehyung again mumbled.

Yoongi deeply inhaled and stepped forward to pat the other's back.

"It's getting almost midnight, we should go back." Taehyung just shook his head and sat on the side of the door.

"You know what date it is? He will be there if he know-"

"He won't be, Taehyung." Yoongi kind of retorted but sighed again.

He knelt in front of the sad brunet and softly patted his head, preparing himself to witness a heartbreaking sight.

"He met me before leaving and gave me something to hand it over to you, on this specific date." Taehyung frowned.

"He met you?"

"Yes." Just as their watches struck 12 a.m., Yoongi lightly smiled and brought a small box from the car.

Taehyung got up when he saw the other coming with a small black box.

"Happy birthday." Taehyung bitterly chuckled. "Thank you, hyung."

Yoongi gulped and handed him the box before walking back to the car, still not ready for what was coming.

"Hyung, it's not needed."

"It is, open it please." Hearing that, Taehyung opened the box, thinking that Yoongi gave him the gift but his heart sank when he saw a small letter inside the box with his missing bracelet.

Suddenly, he felt his hands shaking when he slowly opened the letter.

'Hi, Kim...

Happy birthday, my love. I wish you a very beautiful life ahead.

I really wanted to be there on your birthday, I even planned many things but as ever, my fate played with me and now, I've to go away.

Taehyung felt his eyes stinging, and his throat clogged with a huge lump and it was just the start.

I'm sorry for that, for making you uncomfortable with my words and actions. I never meant that but unfortunately, I hurt you in the worst way and I'm so sorry for that.

"No, you didn't hurt me.." Taehyung softly mumbled as if Jungkook could hear him.

Honestly, I don't know if I'd be able to live after that, but I can't see you so close yet so far from me. That will hurt me more and I'm not that brave now.

I fell in love with you without thinking about your priorities and that was my fault, not yours. So, never ever feel guilty for my pathetic life, ok?

I really wanted to make a lot of happy memories with you, that's why, I kept delaying my confession because I was afraid of your reaction, and see.. my fears came true.

But whatever happened, try to forget it. Find a beautiful girl for yourself, have lots of dates with her, and get married to that special one. I just want to see you happy, and my being around you, will make you feel sad or guilty about my feelings.

So, I've decided to go away, so far away from you to give you your normal life back, when I wasn't in the picture... Maybe, I wasn't there ever.

An ugly sob left his lips, and tears were falling over the paper in his hands but he was so broken. Maybe, just like the other was for the past months.

Try to forget Mr Jeon and every bad memory. You're so brave, Kim Taehyung and I admire you for that. Just some advice, try to be a designer again because you're one of the best I've seen so far. I want to see you at the heights of success.

And, please try to forget and forgive me.

I'm sorry, I can't give you the real gift I bought for your birthday because it would be awkward, but I'm giving this bracelet back because it was yours. You can throw it away or do anything with it, but it's yours.

Once again, Happy Birthday.. stay happy- baby bear.

Your well wisher

The letter slowly slipped down from his fingers and fell over his lap. He wanted to scream and cry loudly but instead, he took a deep breath.

His fingers grabbed the bracelet with the alphabet '-ve' and silently wrapped it around his left wrist.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry." He mumbled, silent tears again fell over the paper but he hastily took it and neatly folded it before placing it back in the box.

Yoongi turned back when he felt the door opening and was kinda surprised when he saw Taehyung sitting on the passenger seat, very much collected.

"Let's go, hyung." The other started the car after a while. He could feel the pain the other was going through because he witnessed the adoration in his eyes for the raven-haired. But both of them lost in front of their fates, leaving them in their own pains and sorrows.

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*4 YEARS LATER*

"Come in." The deep voice said when the door opened, revealing his assistant, who almost drowned with a load of files.

"Oh! Jiminie!" He almost whined and quickly dashed to help the blond who huffed before throwing the load over the table.

"That's killing me, seriously!" He groaned and plopped on the chair, sprawled like a lizard, um- ok eww, not lizard but like starfish.

"Don't whine like that, you called for it." The other, now silver-haired, retorted and sat back on his chair.

"Seriously, Taehyung! Don't make it sound like I'm the reason for my miseries."

"Because you are."

Jimin rolled his eyes, sat up straight, and sighed dramatically.

"I'd have never accepted this job if it wasn't for you!"

"No, you accepted this job because of Yoongi hyung!" Taehyung pointed out and the other sighed again, accepting his defeat.

Well, that's what happened in the past 4 years. When Jungkook disappeared magically, Taehyung was so much depressed for about a whole year until Jin pressured him to keep himself busy. Also, he wasn't in favour of keeping him as a bartender forever when he had an admirable talent for designing.

Luckily, the firm, where Yoongi was working, was in need of a designer and when the silver-haired told his CEO about the designer, he quickly summoned him and that's how Taehyung was appointed as the junior designer for half of the year. But, because of his talent, he was soon promoted to head of the design department. He achieved the heights of success, someone wanted to see him on but unfortunately, that someone never came back to see that.

Yoongi was still working as the CEO's assistant and when Jimin got to know that, he also resigned from Choi's and got his job in the same firm. Working under Taehyung was just an excuse, he just wanted to be close to a certain someone, and the reason was clear as water.

"By the way, how's your last date in the park?" Taehyung asked, wiggling his brows when the other turned red and looked around to avoid his eyes.

"It was- g- good."

"You're stuttering, chimie." Taehyung teased and received a smack on his shoulder before the other was about to stomp out of his office.

"I saw you too making out in the public! Have some privacy!" Taehyung shouted when the other loudly groaned and dashed out of the room, leaving him giggling behind.

But as soon as the other was gone, his smile disappeared as well.

That's how he was living the past years. Smiling, trying to show that he was fine and all, but he wasn't. Only he knew what happens to him in the darkness of the nights that he despises the most now, after his birthday.

He was still waiting for the other to just pop up from somewhere, any call, even just a message- but nothing happened so far.

He still used to visit the same house after every day or two but the same locked door welcomed him every time.

Many girls tried to approach him during that time but he always rejected them politely saying 'I'm not alone', ironic, right?

He was still waiting, because deep down, he felt like he could feel the other but just couldn't see him. Every day, every night, his mind was struck by a single prayer, to see the other before he died, because he still had so much to talk about.

To tell him, how he left him and made him so crazy in his love in the past years that now he was even hallucinating him. Yes, love.. the feeling he accepted right after knowing that he lost the other, just because of his stupidity.

The regret wasn't enough to make him weak, but the love was stronger which kept him very much hopeful about seeing the other.

In the last years, he tried to search for him and even went to Busan, his hometown, to find that both Jeons shifted to the USA, and that night, he cried and wailed so badly about his loss.

Everything was going well so far and he was still living with false hope but who knows, what was written in his fate?

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Assalam o Alaikum. Ok, when I said there are only 2 chapters left, I didn't know that I've to add more😅. My bad!

Don't worry, I'm not ending it like that, you'll get what you're in need of *wiggles brows*. Hey! I'm not talking about 'that' but something else. So, yeah- just wait and watch 😎.