Taehyung was like an old indie record that one would love to rewind over and over again just to catch a glimpse of what life tastes like when you are nothing but a fool who only knows how to love and get hurt but despite all the little indifferences...
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every single word that fall out of his kindred spirit's mouth struck endless chords inside Jeongguk's out of tune heart. it was the way he would put all his passion and tenderness into the paintings he painted, the sculptors he carved, the gentle fingers he used to play piano with and the way he would always dive head first without any safety not even caring about the scratches and bruises that would bloom in a new sun's awakening.
He would always scold Taehyung- while tending to his scars- to be more careful and look out for the fiends that had a cloak of 'friends' slithered around their skin. but his Taehyung was always too kind, never raising his voice at another being and thanking people for the bare minimum.
Jeongguk would admonish him saying, 'Everyone is not as sweet as they pretend to be, you have to watch out for the evilness that lurks around every corner of the street.'
The universe is crowded by such entities.
You see life is like a ball of yarn, as easy as it might seem, the thread may get tangled up within it’s own complexity and one might take hours and hours to get rid of the knots, in the end all they will receive would come in the form of weak and fragile thread that'd break apart with a single pull.
and that's how relationships are sewed together with various threads, all coming together to create a tapestry of life-long lessons that teach you about everything and nothing all at the same time.
and just like a thread, some relationships are prone to snap.
