Air Drop au

comfortable

the cold acrylic wall once again pressed against his back.

the hot water spraying him from above

i couldn't save him

there was nothing the boy could do but watch the curtain in front of him, blurry from the tears running down his face, sobs uncontrollable.

jeongguk wasn't home so there was no reason to hold anything in

he was devastated

he couldn't fight back these evil thoughts that were presenting themselves in the forefront of his mind.

each one making him hate himself just a little bit more.

why couldn't he have tried harder?

why couldn't he just pay his father back?

why was he born into such a family?

these were all thoughts the crying man had as his back was pressed against the once cold acrylic wall of the shower

it was hard to breathe. the shower curtain trapped great amounts of steam in the shower. he was already having trouble regulating his breaths between sobs.

when would this end?

would he feel better after he solves things with his father?

what happens if he finds out where Taehyung is hiding? what will happen then?

another sob

and another

each time a new sob releases it gets louder

he no longer has control over himself

the water burns but he doesn't feel it

his skin is red and itchy, but he doesn't feel it

this is never going to end

it will never end

"why won't it end?" another sob

three knocks.

three knocks.

"Tae?"

three more knocks.

"Taehyung, are you okay?!"

another sob.

no, he's not okay.

"Taehyung open up! Please!"

he shook his head, letting out another sob, wrapping his arms tighter around his legs.

"Taehyung please open the door for me," he sounded desperate.

another sob.

he turned the water off.

he brought the curtain back from where he was still seated on the shower floor.

he placed his shaky hands on the edge of the tub, lifting his trembling legs up.

his mind wasn't with his body, every thing he was doing was out of his control. he was moving on instinct.

he dried himself off with a towel.

another sob.

jeongguk was quiet.

he folded the towel and hung it on the rack.

a sniffle.

he got dressed. sweat pants and a t-shirt.

another sob.

he opened the door, everything in front of him blurry.

he felt a cool blast of air as the steam was let out.

he felt warm arms encompass him
a hand on his head leading him to another's chest

jeongguk was warm

the water was hot

but jeongguk was warm

a hand was running along his back

he continued to sob

he wrapped his arms around a torso

"Let's get you to bed. We can talk later."

Taehyung was led to a comfortable room

to a comfortable bed with a comfortable temperature

his mind could rest comfortably

he was going to be okay

but right now

he was numb.