Taekook oneshots

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I remember when I was a kid, I had fallen down on the pavement and had gotten a large burn on my knees. Of course me being a kid started crying. A few days later when it had started to scab, I couldn't help but pick at it. My mother would always tell me 'it takes time, let it heal' and I eventually would. 

The heavy but gentle rain is pouring down hitting my face and the floor around me. The dark night sky is illuminated by the city lights. My arms are held out like a flying eagle. My big doe eyes flutter open and shut as tears are falling in sync. The flannel I'm wearing flows as the wind brushes on my face, finally giving me enough air to take a nice, long breath that I've been wanting to take for a long time. A breath that makes me feel some sort of freedom.

The blood on my fingers, slowly dropping down into the air and quickly falling on the ground down below. The hideous black and blue circle slowly formed on my right eye, and my busted lip started to sting from the air. I wince but do nothing to stop the pain. I just give it time to heal. Sure these could turn into amazing scars which I feel would make me look like a badass.

But put aside what I want, I don't usually get anything I want. I couldn't get a good family with no problems coming and going, I couldn't have a good, long relationship with the people I wished to call my friends, and I wish I could be happy, where I didn't just have to flash my teeth, entertaining myself when the person moves on. But as my mother used to say, just give it time.

But I hope I get it before time runs out.

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