Break The Silence

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, found himself in a strange room. Laying down on a cozy bed, he awkwardly stared at his surroundings. The room drowned in the depth of darkness, making anything to see barely impossible.

He languidly sat on the bed, confused and puzzled. "Did he really escape the hospital?" Jimin asked himself, as he stepped out of the bed.

As soon as Jimin placed his feet on the floor, he felt a cold, sticky liquid beneath him. The metallic smell hit him immediately, and his breath caught in his throat. His heart raced as he realized the liquid was blood, spreading across the marble floor in the darkness.

Jimin looked petrified, he stood up and grabbed the dimly lit candle from the bedside table, searching for any clue. His heart thudded loudly in his chest, as he took hesitant steps.

Juts as Jimin arrived at the center of the room, he saw Taehyung laying on the floor, a deep wound on his stomach seeping fresh blood like a fountain. Panic surged inside, fear gripped Jimin's heart, he wanted to scream, but as he shifted his attention at Jisun, standing beside Taehyung, his voice fot stuck beneath his throat.

"I had told you not to reveal anything to your brother." Jisun said, then he carved a devilish smirk on his pale dried lips, that made him look even more terrorizing, then Jisun raised the knife and pointed at Taehyung.

"You have to face the punishment Jimin....you have to face the punishment." Jisun said, with his all strength he stabbed the knife on Taehyung's already wounded stomach.

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Jimin woke up with a long gasp. Each thud of his heart echoing wildly in his chest. He breathed heavily, as his gaze moved back and forth, realizing that he had a terrible nightmare about Taehyung.

The morning breeze crept through the window, along with a faint sunlight. Jimin inhaled a deep breath, even if he was dreaming, he wanted to stay in this moment, where he could feel safe and secure. But the flashes of his nightmare kept wandering in his mind.

Jimin pressed his head with his palms, as the sharp pain shot through it, and he felt dizzy. Unwillingly, Jimin recalled the moment when Jisun had attacked him mercilessly and tried to kill him.

Jimin had recognized Taehyung, after few therapy sessions. Because of the of memories that flooded his mind, Jimin recalled the days he spent in orphan centre, with his brother Taehyung. However, all that time, when Taehyung pleaded to him to speak, Jisun kept threatening him about killing Taehyung. Therefore, despite, wanted to have urge to talk, Jimin stayed silent.

The day when Taehyung pointed out his silent plead for help, and provide him the art supplies, Jimin loosened his patience. He secretly gave Taehyung a hint of being too tormented by Jisun.

Gratefully Taehyung not just successfully understood the meaning of that painting, but made Jimin escaped the hell.

Jimin once again scanned the room, unsure about the place he was. But the pale cream walls, and a simple yet luxurious furnishing, made him realized that it wasn't a hospital. Slowly, he stepped out of his blanket and stood up, feeling dizzy, Jimin made his way out of the room.

Slowly, Jimin walked down through the stairs, he tightened his grip against his shirt, his heart sunk as Taehyung couldn't be seen anywhere. The empty hallway seemed ready to swallow him whole.

"What if Jisun appears and try to kill him again?" The thought blocked his mind, Jimin began to sobbed in silence, ruffling the back of his head, he looked back and forth, his eyes only screeching for Taehyung.

Atlas, After taking a warm shower, Taehyung emerged from the bathroom, rubbing his wet hair with towel. His widened with the joy, as he looked at Jimin standing at the hallway, "You finally woke up." Taehyung said in excitement, tossing the towel on the floor, he headed closer to Jimin.

Jimin looked at Taehyung endearingly, his eyes filled with innocence and disbelief, his heart raced, the tight knot in his chest loosening with relief. Jimin's hand instinctively reached out, as if to confirm that Taehyung was really there and safe. The weight of his nightmare lifted, but the overwhelming emotions surged inside him, and his eyes welled up with tears.

"Taehyung…" Jimin whispered, his voice trembling through the pain.

Taehyung quickly pulled Jimin into his embrace, wrapping his arms around him gently. He patted Jimin's shoulder softly, trying to comfort him. "It's alright you made it Jimin, you escaped that hell." He muttered, failing to control his emotions.

Jimin buried his face in Taehyung's shoulder, tears quietly streaming down his face as he cried. He had waited so long for this moment, yearning to see Taehyung, his only family, the only person who had always held him, even when they were apart.

Gradually, Jimin's quiet sobs grew into an anguished cry. He still couldn't believe that, after ten long years, he had finally escaped his prison.

Taehyung wiped his tears, his heart ached as he could feel the pain Jimin had endured all this time. "It's alright." He said in a gentle voice.

Jimin's breath hitched, "Ji-Jisun he... would...Kk-kill..You." he stuttered.

Taehyung softly detached himself, he cupped Jimin's face and wiped the tears from his cheek. "We'll find a way to get rid of him." He said, "As of now relax yourself and come with me."

Jimin nodded, following Taehyung's lead.