∆ 29. I WISH ∆

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Seokjin's

"Hi, Dad"

I held my breath for so ling because of how everything will turn out. I'm surely surprised that Yoongi already told my son that he was not his real father, but what surprised me the most is that Beomgyu accepted it an seems like there's not any problem at all.

"Hi, kiddo. Still remember me?" Taehyung held our son's hand and caressed on it softly.

"Yes, Dad. You're Mr. Taehyung from the mall." Beomgyu said weakly.

My son looks so pale and thin, his sickness is getting the best out of him.

"Dad, Appa, can I sleep again? My eyes feels heavy."

"Of course baby, sleep now." I sat on the bed beside my son and fixed his blanket.

"Thank you, Appa. Dad, see you tomorrow. Goodnight." He closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

"He's such a precious kid. I'm in love with him already, hyung. Can I talk to the doctor already? If I can give him half my life then I would, just so I can see him be healthy again."

"I'll call Hoseok, he's here, I'm sure. Is your blood type RH negative, Taehyung?"

"Yes, hyung, why?"

Thank goodness!

"Our son has the same blood type as yours. I can hope that you will match him perfectly."

Maybe out of desperation or any other things, Taehyung held my hand. I looked at it and I don't know what to do. I want to remove his hands from me but at the same time I wanted it there. It's the closest contact that I can have with him, right? So I let it be.

"I'm the perfect match, hyung. Don't think of anything else."

"Yes, let's hope for the best."

He squeezed my hand and held it tighter. Fuck! I wish this is a movie where everything will start from here and we will be okay and kiss all the problems away. How I wish I can just lean in to him and rest my soul with his touch.

How I wish life is easy!

I erased all my thoughts and got up, he still didn't let go of my hand, I didn't complained though. I'll let that be for now. He's just holding it, nothing can go from there.

"Come, let's go to Hoseok. We'll leave Beomgyu to the nurses."

We walked out of that room and even if I find it comforting to hold his hands I needed to let go, everyone knows Yoongi is my husband. I don't want any rumors and I can't be relaxed, my father's men might be looking out for me.

We went to Hoseok and he did conducted the test on Taehyung.

"Jin, wait for some hours, this will take time. I'll go to your room when the results are up."

"Thank you, Hoseok." I smiled at him and we went back to our son's room.

We settled there and sat on a mini couch that is in the room, Yoongi sleeps here when he looks over Beomgyu since there's no bed available.

Me and Taehyung just looks at our son in his sleeping form. I can't help but pity my son. He doesn't deserve this.

"I'm afraid, Taehyung. What if it doesn't match? What if there will be some complications? I don't want to lose him. He's all I have."

I tried hard not to cry and be strong, but my heart really feels scared, I can't even sleep, I don't want to miss any moment that I have with my son. I want to be here with him 24/7 if that is possible.

"I don't know what I'll do, Taehyung. I will go crazy. Just thinking about all those things makes me want to die. My son deserves to live longer. He should see the world and accomplish his dreams."

I lost it. I cried. I look pitiful now, but I don't care. I'm afraid. More than anything, losing my son would be my greatest nightmare.

"Hyung, come here."

Taehyung pulled me closer to him and made me lean in to his chest.

"It's okay. Cry all you want but don't lose hope. We will do all possible things so we can find cure to our son. We'll just wait for the test."

I clutched his shirt and cried harder as he he rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head. My reasoning screams that I should put some distance between us but my body won't listen. I can't deny the comfort this feels, crying everything my heart kept hidden because I don't want to burden anyone.

"Taehyung, promise me you won't let anything happen to him?"

"I promise, hyung."

He kept on whispering comforting words of encouragement to me and after a long while since my son is hospitalized, I fell asleep in his arms and in my dreams everything is perfect, how I wish it was true how I wish it was me and Taehyung with our son creating happy memories.

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