Broken Art// k.th ff

01

His gaze fell on her, she was dreamy.

The way she strutted made her look like a model. She was gorgeous and she knew that.She looked like a queen. She was a queen.

Taehyung didn't know her name yet.

When their eyes met, the girl flashed him a smile. She had one of the prettiest smile in this universe.

It reminded him of Ava.

He sat alone on the stairs, enjoying his egg sandwich. He did go to UCLA. The air in Camilla was full of Ava's perfume and it was making him crazy. Also, it was one of the late girl's wish to have him go to UCLA since it was originally his dream.

"Can I sit here?" He heard a soft voice say. He turned himself to its direction.

It was the pretty lady. She was pointing towards a space next to him.

"Yeah yeah. Sure." He responded.

She sat beside the tall brunette man. Her elegant perfume imbuing his narines.

"Hi. My name is Y/N," The young woman handed her hand to the man. "Nice to meet you!" She showed her hypnotizing smile again.

Taehyung stared at the hand for a few seconds, taken aback by the sudden introduction.

" Ah ye-yes. My name is Park Taehyung. Nice to meet you too." He grabbed her hand and bowed his head down a little.

"You're in the Architecture and Urban Design department, right?" She asked, tilting her head in curiousity.

"Ah yes." He replied. "You?"

"I'm in the Art department." She answered proudly.

An artist?

He thought.

It suits her.

Y/N was a work of art herself. She had a goddess aura.

"Sooo... I know it's random, but do you want to hangout, hum, later ?" She grinned shyly.

"Huh" Taehyung was stunned by Y/N's question.

He knew he was attractive. A dozen of people had ask him out since he came on the campus, but to have a literal goddess ask him out was a tiny bit crazy.

Usually, he would say that he was not interested. Still heartbroken by Ava's death, but this time he felt drawn to her.
Maybe it was because of this smile. It looked like the one he would have trade his life for, just to see it one more time.

Y/N had took out Taehyung to an African American poetry reading. The young man felt so out of place, but did find this interesting. A little party ensued after the reading. Y/N was a social butterfly. Everywhere she went, everybody liked her. It wasn't a date based on only having fun. He was getting knowledge about his surroundings and about Y/N. He was learning about her opinions and her point of view of life.

He couldn't lie. His sudden attraction to her looks was slowly turning to an attraction of her being.

He liked her.

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Their laughs echoed in the room.
They enjoyed each other's presence.
They were just chilling on Y/N's bed, rewatching Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

It has been seven months since Taehyung and Y/N made it official. They did everything together. Except saying three famous words. For Y/N's case, she was in love. This man was a gift from the skies. For Taehyung's case he-

"Wait, I gotta take this call." He got up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Y/N stared at the bathroom's door. A few words of the conversation could be heard.

"Yes...Next week?...I can't...Sour Skittles...Bye..."

These calls were getting more frequent. He would pick them up and go somewhere else to talk. Everytime Y/N would ask who was it, he would tell her nothing. She wasn't suspecting him of cheating on her because she had a lot of trust in him, but she was intrigued.

"So, who was it?" She asked Taehyung while he repositioned himself by her side.

"Don't worry. It's nothing." Taehyung said for the 100th times.

"Come on Taehyung. You do this everytime. Do you own someone a bunch of sour Skittles ? Tell me, I'll help you out." She replied with a worried expression.

He chuckled to her funny theory. He liked her imagination.

He sighed deeply.

"Actually...I have been wanting to tell you this, but I didn't know how." He started, looking down the cream bed sheets. "About three years ago, I met a girl. My first love actually." He paused, clenching his jaw.

"We dated for quite a long time, then she was diagnosed with leukaemia. When only 2.2 % of people under the age of 20 dies from leukaemia before 5 years, she was unlucky to succumb from the illness after a year and a half." He spoke again, his vision getting blurry by the tears.

Y/N's heart was breaking seeing Taehyung's eyes full of pain. The woman that he had previously loved died at such a young age.

She brought her hand on his shoulder in a comforting way.

"I'm still really close with her father and her brother so we call each other frequently to check up on each other." He continued, taking a deep breath.

" So they asked me to come visit them next week and- and I wanted to know," He grabbed her hands.

"Do you want to come with me ?"

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Author's note

Hello people ! How are you doing? I'm doing fine if y'all are asking :)

It's my first time publishing a story. I've wrote a bunch of stories that were never completed, but now it's my first time seriously publishing one.  Since I got one reader, I got really excited so I will continue this story ;)

English is not my first language so grammar and spelling are...questionable. I know the story kinda starts slow or Y/N and  Taehyung's relationship is going fast but by  chapter 4 (04) the tea is starting. So bare with me please 😭