Seeing Red || yoonmin

°• 32 (Taehyung) •°

As you may remember (or long forgotten)... Jungkook had shared his blood with Taehyung.
So here is Taehyung's chapter. :')

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🖤 ~ Part 1 ~ 🖤
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Mommy~

Taehyung let out a gasp for breath as he clutched onto his chest with wide eyes. His eyes darted back and forth in the darkness but he couldn't tell where he was. All he knew was that he way laying down on a hard floor surface.

He sat up slowly, turning his head around but seeing nothing but darkness around him.

Mommy~

The soft voice echoed from in front of Taehyung, making his head turn straight to where the noise came from. In its place was a think strip of warm light seeping through what seemed to make the appearance of a door in the darkness.

Taehyung heard the sound of pitter pattering getting louder before he saw a blurred shadow run past in the warm light, making him squint as he slowly crawled towards the source, seeing the shadow running past again.

As soon as he slowly got up, he noticed light coming from a keyhole, meaning there was a handle present. Taehyung carefully felt around for the handle until he found it and gripped onto it. Taking a deep breath he cautiously opened the door, ever so slowly, to be engolfed in the shining, warm bright light. He held his arm up to shade his eyes from the welcoming light.

Once he moved his arm away and opened his eyes, he found himself in a well-lit hallway surrounded by paintings and small framed pictures.

A hallway that seemed so familiar...

When he turned around, the door he supposedly came through wasn't there. In its place was a picture frame with two adults and a child. He took a step closer to the picture and took in a sharp inhale as he realise who they were.

"I'm..." he let out a shaky breath. "I'm home?" He whispered, reaching out his hand towards the picture.

"Taehyung!"

Taehyung's head turned towards the soft, female voice calling out for him from down the hallway. "That... that voice..." he breathed out. "Could it-"

"Mommy!"

Taehyung whipped his head around to see a small brown haired little boy running down the hallway, barefoot and in pyjamas with a boxy smile on his face, making his way with speed towards the voice and disappearing into a room, not noticing that Taehyung was standing right in the hallway.

"Wait..." Taehyung furrowed his brows in confusion before slowly making his way down the hallway, taking in everything that he grew up with, wondering why he was experiencing this old memory.

He heard two different kinds of giggling coming from the room the boy ran into and quickened his pace. Once he reached the open doorway and looked inside, his facial expression softened completely as his posture suddenly relaxed.

"M-mom..." he whispered, seeing a brown-haired woman sitting on an armchair next to the lit fireplace that illuminated her and the young boy with a warm, flickering glow as they giggled and cuddled each other.

"How's my little boy?" The woman asked, sweeping her hand up at the little boy's bangs to receal a cooling patch on his forehead. "You seem lively tonight."