𝒞𝓊𝓅𝒾𝒹 ➳ k.th ✔

❥𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓝𝓲𝓷𝓮

Just like that, another day came. The day of the festival. It was a pretty rose, a light pink. It laid right next to the table near the door. Taehyung looked a little stressed. It was silent.

Both of us knew soon it would be the end of our friendship. I tried to look at it as moving on to something good instead of loosing someone I care about again. I grabbed my jacket and the rose. 

"Taehyung, thank you for all you've given me." I said, it seemed appropriate. I knew after this he'd forget about me, move on and live his life. Taehyung seems to run his hands through his hair with a frown on his face.

He stayed silent but I didn't want to bother him so I opened the door and leave. Right when the door opened, Taehyung suddenly wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I widened my eyes in shock.

I just stood there while he held me, letting his head rest on my shoulder. "Y/n.." He said in his low voice, "I cant explain this feeling.. I-" I suddenly feel tears on my shoulder, so I immediately turn around to face him.

"Y/n ever since I met you, theres been a weird feeling." I stood their shocked while he still had his head on my shoulder. He brought his hands up to wrap around my back.

"I felt it was better to ignore this feeling, but I realized something Y/n." He brought his head up and put his hand on my cheek with a sincere smile. "This warm feeling, being sad when you leave me, happy when you're around.." He looked at lips, "Wanting to kiss you so bad."

"I like you Y/n, and even though this feeling is new to me I know that I want you by my side forever.. So please don't leave me." He used the hand he had on my cheek to pull me in a kiss.

I dropped the rose, and kissed him back. We're still both so lost and confused, but if he promises to like me too I don't care. I put my arms around his neck and let myself enjoy our connection.

Neither of could let go of the kiss, Taehyung gripped me tighter, trying to express his emotions into the kiss. The phone rung but we both ignored it.

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