I Ended Myself - Taekook

3-Wine & Strawberries

*Trigger Warning: Contains Self H*rm and Self-H*te*

Seokjin's PoV:
"I grew up in a very well to do family. But things weren't as easy as they seemed. I grew up to love and admire art. And my parents didn't like that for me. They wanted me to get a solid degree. Well...when I enrolled myself for an art degree, they began to hate me even more. If that was even possible. My dad became verbally abusive. My mom would never even smile at me. All our 'family moments' became fake and hollow. I began to feel horrible. And as my d-.... My depression took over, I could not make friends. The ones I had began to leave me.. and the ones I wished to have, didn't even want me. I began to have trust issues as people left me one by one. I.... Started.. I couldn't help but... Hurt myself. I.... Yeah .."

As Taehyung said these things, I was a sobbing mess. My heart clenched at his confession. His life has been such a mess. And he has had no one so far with him. Why do people even make promises if they can't keep it? Why should someone as innocent as Taehyung have to suffer in silence and pain? He doesn't deserve it.

"My little one. From now on, this place is your home. I know it's hard to trust me. And that you won't want to burden me and all. Shut up with all that nonsense. If you think you're a burden, then start helping me with my strawberry farm. And once you feel comfortable enough, we'll go shopping for you to move in with me." I say as I hug this poor guy in my embrace. I feel so protective of him that I can't help but feel like I need to keep him safe. "B-but hyungie, this place is so tiny. You would be bothered by someone else's presence. I will go back tomor--" "No! I don't stay here, silly. I live in Seoul. I come here for weekends. I meant that you should move in my Seoul apartment. It's comfortable enough for two-three people."

Taehyung seems to think deeply about all of this. I must have overwhelmed him with this offer. "But for now, just relax here. Wanna make some strawberry jam?"

This seems to distract him from overthinking. I see his eyes sparkle in innocence. He's adorable. "Yes! Yes hyungie. Let's make it!"

~Time Skip~

Taehyung's PoV:
Jin hyung is really the kindest person I've come across so far. He took me in like I'm some long lost brother of his. I feel so safe and guarded here. But...should I get comfortable with this? I... I feel like I'm bothering him. I can't help but glance at the box on my table. Soon enough, I'm in front of the bathroom mirror holding the blade. It hurts...but it hurts so good. I'm reminded of how my life is meant to be tormented by my fate. I shouldn't get used to happiness. *Slit* this is my life. This is my reality. *Slit* This is my destiny. I collapse on the floor as my breath goes uneven with silent cries. I can't let hyungie know this.

♡

Jungkook's PoV:
"Jungkook, what's the status with finding the spring shoot model?" Namjoon hyung asks while arranging the box of strawberries on the coffee table. "Hyung I don't know if we'll find any honey-tan model in this city. The beauty standards here are so....arghhhh." I felt so angry how everyone forgets to respect their natural skin tone in this city. I'm glad Joon hyung isn't one of them.

"Well you nutheads didn't think of taking an audition tour on the outskirts of the city?" We hear a grandpa say as he enters the room with a bottle of wine in this hands. "Yoongs, stop teasing those poor boys. They are already swamped with work." Hoseok hyung follows Yoongi hyung while holding his hand. "Hoseok hyung? What brings you here?" I couldn't help but ask. "Well, I have an invitation for you guys! Jiminie and I are having a dance recital this Saturday and we want you both to be there too."

"Well Hobi you better treat us with a great whiskey after the recital." Namjoon hyung says chuckling while taking a sip of the wine that Yoongi hyung brought for us. "Also Jungkook, Yoongi hyung is right. We should take a little tour to the outskirts. People there definitely have a natural skin tone most of the time. I'm sure you'll find your muse." I couldn't help but consider this idea. Soon enough short list a few cities to take a look at throughout the week.

~Time Skip~

I'm back to my insanely huge apartment. There's a plate and cutlery kept on the dining table. And a note by it's side.

"Mr. Jeon, the dinner is kept in the refrigerator. Please have it. You are rather late tonight so I left early."
-Sarah

Miss Sarah is my cook and this apartment's caretaker. I glance at the wall clock. It's already 2 AM. I sigh and bring out the kimchi fried rice from the fridge and microwave it. This sucks. Eating by myself, coming back to an empty house, this doesn't even feel like a home. I crafted this apartment like a sculpture. But what's the use of a creation made aimlessly? I wish there was someone by my side. But I wish this everyday. And it doesn't seem to make any difference. My busy schedule doesn't even let me take a break. A text notification brings me out of my thoughts.

Joon Hyung:
Jungkook bring your best
clothes along. Maybe you know...

Yoongaee:
Yup! You could finally
get laid with the love of your
life, Kook.

I roll my eyes at these two. I hate them but I love them at the same time. This trio chat is the only thing that keeps me sane these days. For a minute I do think about what they said. Will I... Will I find my One?

The one I've been waiting for so long? If this city couldn't give me that, could those little towns give me an angel to cherish?

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