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15: Heaviness

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Third person P.O.V

"Taehyung .. hey what happened?" Jin asked the panicked brown-haired, running behind him.

"H- hyung. Mom." That's all he could say and Jin quickly grabbed his arm,  dragging him to his car. They drove to the hospital where Taehyung's mother was admitted.

Once the car stopped, Taehyung sprung out of the car and rushed inside. His steps were heavy yet quick. A heavy feeling filled his body like something bad is gonna happen, scorching his insides like burning lava. 

"D- doctor?" Taehyung managed in between his breath and Hoseok gave his attention to the pale-looking male. A wave of worrisome hit his face when he felt like the younger wasn't good enough already to bear it.

"Taehyung.. she. Come here first." He tried to calm down the panting boy but Taehyung shook his head. He just wanted to see his mother.. nothing else. Jin also came running to them, looking equally worried.

"Fine. We tried everything in our hands Taehyung. But as I told you before... her body is too much weak." Hoseok said hesitated, keeping a close eye on the younger and Taehyung was growing impatient.

"Tell me she is fine.. please." He breathed out desperately, not for oxygen but for the news that his only family was fine, but Hoseok just hung his head low. A soft no left Taehyung's lips as he stumbled towards the room, ignoring the calls of his names. 

Stumbling inside the room, his gaze fell on her, again attached with lots of tubes.. and machines.

"T- tae." She croaked out when he placed his trembling hand on her forehead... slowly opening her eyes.

"Mom.. I- I am here." Gulping with difficulty, Taehyung whispered in a soft voice... trying his best not to cry in front of her. His mother tried to give a smile to his only son too, well aware of his condition. 

"M- my baby.. st-ay strong. Y- you are so b- bra- ve. Eomma will be by your side... al- ways." She said and tried to lift her hand a bit, and Taehyung quickly took in his own hands.. kissing the back of her palms with his trembling lips continuously. 

"You are also brave mom.. just stay w- ith me. Pl-please.. I - I need you." He wanted to tell her how broken he was feeling... he wanted to hug her.. and cry his heart out till no pain is left behind, but not now.

She smiled weakly and gestured for Taehyung to come close, when he did so, she kissed his forehead with her cold lips. The hand that was in Taehyung's hand, was slightly pressed on his palms.

"L- lo-ve y-ou T-ae." Her words came out broken when she pulled back with a weak smile like she was looking to keep the view forever in her mind. 

"I- love you too mom. Love you too." He couldn't control his tears at that point, letting his tears to fell on her hands, squeezing the wrinkled palm closer to his chest. 

"It's gonna be ok, mom. You will be fine. Dr. Jung will help you. We will go bac-k home.. we will." Taehyung said in low voice... eyes fixed on his mother's face, too afraid of blinking. 

Jin and Hoseok were standing in the doorway and were feeling so bad for the boy but what can they do...

"I miss the Japchae you u- used to make.. promise me to make i-it again." The younger male said while smiling through his tears, which was very short-lived as he saw Mrs. Kim's face show a sign of pain and she pressed the hand a little before the soul slowly slipped from her body.

Taehyung was just watching with a frown when he felt that the grip on his hand was completely gone... her face was showing no sign of life as her eyes got closed slowly, leaving him in the darkness. 

Hoseok quickly rushed to her at the loud beep of the machine and checked her pulse and heartbeat. A nurse also came to the room and helped the doctor. Taehyung was still clutching her hand in his own.

"M- mom" Licking his dry lips, the brunet said in a very soft voice as he tried to shake her... but no response.

"M- mo.. don't do this. Y- you are scaring me." His trembling voice was making it difficult for the professionals to keep their faces straight while trying for the last time, so Hoseok gestured for Jin to take him out.

Jin used all of his energy to drag the boy out of the room when another doctor entered the room in a great rush.

Taehyung was just standing like a statue waiting for doctors after being dragged by the older beside him. He was sweating badly in cold weather... his breath was totally ragged, and his mind swirling around thousands of thoughts but he never would listen to them.

"She will be fine. Calm down Tae." Jin tried his best but the boy was standing like he can't hear anything else.

After a few more minutes... that felt like hours to Taehyung, Hoseok came out with a disappointed look, sadness, and sorrow were glistening in his eyes which were enough to make Jin teary-eyed. 

Taehyung quickly launched on him, still holding on to a ray of hope.

"H- how is she?" Hoseok just shook his head softly and in the next moment, Taehyung rushed into the room after pushing the doctor to the side.  Watching that, Jin quickly followed him with worry.

The staff inside the room gave him a look of pity to the boy when Taehyung saw no sign of life on the monitor or on his mother's face. A nurse stopped covering her face as Hoseok gestured to him.

Blankly staring at the screen and then at his mother's pale face, he felt like his legs can't move any further.. feeling heavy like tons of bricks but he dragged his body to the bed.

"M- mom." His voice came out like a whisper, hurting his throat, feeling it clogged. Contemplating for a moment, he stretched his hand to touch her lifeless face.

He felt nothing... nothing at all, no warmth, no life... no life. His heart was shattering more, harshly stabbing his soul at the fact that he lost his only family, his only hope to live a miserable life... his single string that was holding his breaking soul for so long. He lost his mother... he lost her.

The pain was too much that he wanted to scream... to yell but nothing came out. It felt like his soul also left his body along with his mother, leaving a shell behind. 

The hand that was resting on her face slipped a little, falling on the bed... then more and hung on his side like that of a rag doll.

Jin and Hoseok got worried when the younger went completely silent and that wasn't expected. They shared a worried glance and finally, Jin took a step after taking hold of his own emotions. 

"Tae.." He tried to catch his attention but no response. The said boy was just standing there, with no tears... no words... like pain made him numb, too much pain made him numb.

Both males could feel the pain of the boy.. they felt nothing but bad for him.

"We need to take her." Hoseok started.. yet again no response.

Jin was getting more and more worried. Glancing at the doctor, he slightly grabbed Taehyung's shoulder to shake him but when he shook him it felt like his body wasn't alive.

Both males saw how Taehyung's eyes rolled back to his head... how his fragile body started falling, leaving them in a state of fear.

"Oh, my God!" "Tae!" Both males yelled in fear. Jin quickly caught his limp body and tapped on his cheeks which had lost colors, colors of life.

"Tae?? TAE???" Hoseok quickly checked his pulse only to get more worried.

"Take him to the next room. Now." He screamed and Jin did as told.
















Jin was pacing back and forth in front of the room, when he received the call, he never expected to see the brown-haired in so much pain. After some time finally, Hoseok came out...

"How is he?" Jin asked as soon as he saw the doctor.

"He had a mental breakdown. He must be too traumatized by her death." Hoseok said, rushing his fingers through his hair but his eyes screamed the pain as well. He could feel Taehyung's pain. He saw him every day... hoping for good.. for his mother.

The same goes for Jin who knew how the boy worked himself for her operation, for the only one person who left him just like that.

"He is still unconscious. When he wakes up, we will arrange the funeral." Hoseok suggested and Jin just nodded. Biting his lower lip, he took his steps to look at the broken boy only to feel immense pain for him.

Slowly caressing the boy's hair with love, he felt warm liquid on his cheek.. he didn't realize that he was crying all this time... feeling the pain of the boy.

"Why do you have to bear so much pain?" He mumbled to the unconscious boy and he knew, it wasn't pity, it was the feeling of hurt when you see your loved ones in pain. He really took Taehyung as his brother, and the pain in his heart was literally screaming that. 

"Don't worry Tae, Hyung is with you. I will be your family." He leaned and kissed the crown of the boy, meaning each word.

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"Hey man.. what's up." Chanyeol greeted the raven-haired who was rubbing his temples due to a heavy hangover.

Other scrunched his nose when the former didn't reply and instead kept on sighing.

"Got the taste of your bitterness." He said sarcastically while taking a seat on the couch. Jungkook just hissed at his comment but didn't say anything, too angry at himself for drinking that much when he had an office to attend. 

Soon his phone buzzed and his manager called him telling him to watch the news. He quickly opened the news channel and he thought that his world turned upside down.

Breaking News.

'Only son of Mr. Jeon, the famous businessman of South Korea... Found in a club slapping a boy.'

With that, a video was shown on the channel where he could see his own face very clearly but the boy's face wasn't much clear, making him confused.

He cursed under his breath, credit to his intoxication level, he didn't remember much from last night except going to that club and finding a very friendly girl. Chanyeol was trying to figure out the face of the other boy and his breath hitched when he realized after a little while.

"Gosh! Jungkook what have you done!" Erasing the calmness from his tone, he yelled at the boy who whipped his neck with a death glare.

"Just shut up. I can't remember much.. damn." Chanyeol slammed his hands on the table, feeling more agitated by the response.

"Seriously? You slapped him in the club.! I never thought that you will go this far." The tall male hissed at him and Jungkook was about to punch him when his phone buzzed and this time it was Mr. Jeon.

He threw his phone on the wall, crashing the phone into pieces. He knew that everything must have spread like a fire in the forest and right now he had no mood to have a lecture.

"I am asking something from you." Chanyeol again slammed his hands on the table.

"Chan.. SHUT UP.. just shut up. I am trying to solve it." Jungkook muttered, dialing a specific number from his office phone, and told the man to clear the issue as soon as possible.

Chanyeol was feeling way beyond angry about Jungkook's act. How could he do that to the boy? Once Jungkook was done with the call he again started but with a calmer tone.

"Why you slapped him? He confessed to you and you also accepted him. Then what lead you to do that??" Jungkook snapped his head up to see in his eyes... damn confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"Taehyung... the boy is Taehyung, Kook. Why you did do that to him?" Chanyeol retorted to him this time. He was getting annoyed by the behavior. Jungkook narrowed his eyes but soon his eyes widened when he started to remember that he did meet with the brunet in the club.

But he still can't remember clearly what he said to the other. He blinked his eyes to clear the images that were popping out in his eyes like an old reel.

"I saw him yesterday night.. but I don't remember what I said to him.." He was getting bewildered by his own actions, again blaming the alcohol he gulped down.

Chanyeol silently cursed at him before leaving his office, not forgetting to slam the door harshly leaving Jungkook just standing there, with a hazy mind.

What did I say to him? Did I?? Well if I told him everything about the challenge I shouldn't be worrying about it. But I shouldn't have slapped him- also in front of so many people. 

He thought to himself but there was a heavy feeling in his heart, poking it every second.

"What the hell is this feeling..."

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Assalam o alaikum loveliest people on earth.. I am here.. Finally i am all for this book now.  Are you excited? 😎

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