• Take My Hand • | A Taekook fiction|

(Chapter 31) • Lost •

December 3rd.

The day was dull. It was colourless and cold. It was painful. It was a haze.

It matched with how the seven mourning boys felt.

All Taehyung could see was a blur of black and white. Men and women dressed in black gathered in the hall, infront of the deceased, Kim Yuna. Many bouquets of white flowers surrounded her casket, none of which were as beautiful as his loving grandmother used to be.

The only way they could see her now was through old photographs, the only way they could hear her now was through old recordings.

All Taehyung could hear was silence, even amongst the mourning murmurs and silent cries of the small gathering. Nothing went through him, all he could focus on was that framed picture of his grandmother warmly smiling at him.

When could he ever see that smile again?

He stood there unmoving like a glitched video, unable to think of anything else, but nothingness. Just nothingness. He didn't cry, he didn't speak, didn't feel, didn't look at anyone or anything but that one framed picture.

He was empty. His heart was empty. His mind was empty.

Even as the crowd slowly dissipated, even as the body was taken away for burial, he stood there. Unmoving.

Whatever he did, was a haze. None of what he did for the ceremony, passed through his mind. Nothing made sense anymore. And even at the end, when those seven boys who wore black were the only ones left standing infront of the now empty space, Taehyung didn't speak.

How could he? How was he going to face everything?

His saviour, his grandmother, his warmth, his everything... Everything was taken away from him.

And she would never be back.

It was now, that the realisation hit him. She would never be back.

Taehyung collapsed. His trembling, hurting, figure fell down on the floor. And he cried, he cried and cried, unable to suppress the sudden burst of pain in his heart.

He was hurt. He felt.

He lost her.

Why did this happen? She was happy, wasn't she? She smiled and said 'I love you too, Taebear' to him, didn't she? She said she would be back home soon, didn't she?

Then why?

"Then fucking why?!" Taehyung screamed.

His hyungs, who were watching him worriedly from the start as they continued to silently cry, now came closer to him. They tried to somehow console the poor 18 year old boy, while they themselves were at the verge of breaking down.

Jungkook engulfed Taehyung in a tight hug, crying with him. They all were, all seven boys were crying and breaking down, alone in that hall. How could they not?

They lost her.

"I-I... Can't... Hyung.... She... s-she's gone. She's gone. Why?! Why did she leave me so soon?! S-She... She said she would come back! Then... Then fucking why?!" His muffled cries echoed within the walls.

"I don't know, Taehyung... I don't.. know.." Jungkook cried as he buried his face in the younger's hair.

Seeing Taehyung like this, so.. broken, made the older boys cry more than they already were. Seokjin took comfort in hugging and crying with Namjoon, Jimin joined the two younger boys, and Yoongi went to Hoseok for comfort, although all of them knew they couldn't be comfortable right now. Even if they tried, it just wasn't possible right now.

So what else could they do except crying?