Until your death

episode 1

Taehyung unlocks the door to the room with a key and goes inside. It's semi-dark here, only dim light penetrates a little through the curtains. The room is almost empty, except for a table with a chair in the corner and an iron bed with a stretched net and a mattress thrown on it against the wall.

But there was something beautiful here. Somebody. Girl. His favorite child. Pale, with sunken dark shadows under her eyes, which makes them seem almost huge. She is sitting with her bare feet dangling, dressed only in Taehyung white shirt. The lips are bitten, and there is a crow's nest on the head. His child is perfect.

Taehyung comes closer, notices the untouched food on the table again.

"You haven't eaten anything again, little Jenny," the man snapped. "You don't like it?" Do you want anything else? Just say the word and I'll do it.

Jenny didn't say anything. She hasn't been talking much lately. At first, Taehyung even liked it. There were no more snot, screams and those cute threats. But now it has become frankly infuriating. No matter what Taehyung did, there was no reaction.

- Come on, talk to me, baby, - the man knelt down between his thin legs and put his hands on his thin waist. "What's bothering you, honey?"

There is no answer.

- Maybe something delicious, or what kind of book, game, movie? Taehyung placed his palm on his bare thigh, slowly making his way under his shirt. The girl closed her eyes.

And silence again.

Taehyung raised his hand and grabbed the girl's chin, lifting her head.

- Raise your eyes, - the fingers clenched.

And again, no reaction.

"Jenny, I'm starting to lose my patience," a slightly threatening note appeared in the voice. - You've been playing silent for a month, do you want me to make you talk?

There was a whisper. Taehyung couldn't make it out, but the irritation subsided a little.

- Louder, dear, - the man smiled. - Tell Dad what you want?

- H-home.

The smile froze on Kim's face. Now it's more like a smirk. Releasing the girl's chin and returning his hand to her hip, Taehyung dug into her so that new bruises began to form on the porcelain skin.

"We've already discussed this a hundred times, Jenny," Kim said sharply, "you're home!"

A sob was heard.

- It seems that I have completely launched your discipline, - the man sighed, getting up, - Let's refresh your memory.

Taehyung undid the buckle, pulling out the belt with a quick movement. Jenny continued to sit motionless.

Taehyung frowned. He didn't like this behavior, he wanted fear, or for the girl to beg again not to touch, lying at his feet.

He wrapped the strap around his thin neck in a kind of leash and pulled up slightly, still forcing Jenny to meet his gaze. The look is absent - dead. It's like she wasn't here. It was as if she was trying to escape, at least that way. It made me angry.

Taehyung pulled himself up, tightening the noose even tighter. The neck was squeezed, the man was much taller than Jenny, so she had to stand on tiptoe to not suffocate. The girl was wheezing and squeezing Taehyung hand. And then Kim smiled. After all, his child is still fighting for life.

After watching these pathetic flutterings, Kim let go of the belt and pushed Jenny onto the bed. After the fall, the girl started coughing violently, holding her neck and trying to fully inhale. Taehyung spread her legs, perched on top, watching with ecstasy and stroking the girl on the head.

-Shh," he drawled. - Breathe for me, that's all, well done.

When Jenny finally cleared her throat, Taehyung gently wiped a trickle of saliva from her chin and, unable to resist, fell to his bitten lips, greedily biting and kissing.

"It's going to be okay, baby," Taehyung felt hot palms on his thighs again.

- We're going to fly now.