Taekook: Guns And Roses Abyss Of Home!

Abyss Of Home!

Park Jimin

Why are we here? The last time I checked, you don’t have love for your relatives

Jimin whispered to his best friend, the mafia king into his ears but Kim Taehyung walked past him, ignoring his word.. the shiny heels of Taehyung’s shoes clacked at the marble floored living room of his aunt and uncle’s big mansion., his dark charcoal eyes, matching to the interior of the black aesthetic despite the chalk white mighty walls around him, so contrast of his existence.. it’s probably the black curtains, or the black night that peeked through the giant glass windows, or it was probably his stoney heart that left him like a dark abyss, standing tall in that room.. , his gaze roaming around, glancing at everyone in the room, eyes halting at his uncle who was on a wheel chair with emotions so loud of love and affection.. it’s probably the happiness in his uncle’s eyes to see his nephew return from the jails, but Kim Taehyung was far from being touched by those sentiments

Taehyung stood right before his uncle, eyes pale and dark, no signs of emotions.. so different from his uncle who tried to move his hand to hold Taehyung’s wrist, but he couldn’t.. life was cruel and tragic for the old man, he could go as far as crying or smiling and that was all his body could do.. he couldn’t even speak, neither hug the only son of his late brother.. Taehyung watched every move, the way his uncle held tears of joy as he tried to touch him, but he simply stared and made no movement, neither felt sympathy to even lean and kiss his uncle’s cheeks, a warm gesture of greeting.. Kim Taehyung missed out how his aunt was smiling ear to ear emotionally, he missed out how his best friend Jimin gag at the stupid moment behind him..