~The Poisonous Flower~ °°

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After some pathetic time of letting his tears dry on his eyelashes, he went down to meet the guard, whom he met at the entrance.

Kim Taehyung

"Uncle"

That boy said in a medium tone to that old guard standing in front of the hall. The old guard smiled and said-

Old guard

Son, do you need something?

Kim Taehyung

Yes uncle, I want you to arrange some maids to clean the mansion and some for maintenance, that's all.

Old guard

Okay, I will arrange some maids by tomorrow morning.

The old guard said in answer. That blonde hums in response and turned to leave, but-

Old guard

How have you been, Taetae?

That old guard said in a soft cracked voice.

Once more that blonde struggled to hide his emotions, he didn't even remember that after how many exact years someone called him by this name, after how many exactly years someone asked him- "how have you been?" What a simple question, a simple thing, why being so emotional, isn't it?...

But again with a blank face, he answered-

Kim Taehyung

I have been fine uncle, how about you?

Old guard

I have also been good, Taehyung.

That guard said with a faint smile. Taehyung turned and was 'bout to leave, but then again he heard-

Old guard

You have changed, taetae.

That guard said with unreadable eyes, with an unknown wander.

Taehyung's calm posture just became more blank after listening to those words, like they somehow, somewhere, unknowingly triggered him...

Kim Taehyung