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"If you love me let me know."
"If you love me let me go."
"You loved him. Didn't you?"
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"Stop talking in past."
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The entire city of Daegu is tumulted by an infamous, refractory group of delinquents who popularly went by the name 'Fac...
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Taehyung
'Mocha, I'm so sorry for what happened this morning. I know you're angry at me and there's no way I could justify my acts, so I wouldn't even try to do such. All I can do is apologize. I apologize for hurting your feelings and I really hope you can forgive me for whatever shit I did. I feel miserable now for hurting you. I'm sorry for what I said, but you do know right how I behave when I'm not in my right mind, you do right? Anything I said was purely out of resentment, I didn't mean any of those. I know I'm the stupid one here, so I beg please don't hold any grudge against me and forget the incident. Forgive me for my insensitivity. Hurting your feelings was never intended, so please please forgive me. I'm terribly sorry! I don't want to lose our friendship. I don't want to lose you.'
Taehyung typed the monologue of apology and stared blankly at his phone screen, debating whether he should send it.
After a moment of contemplation, he hit the erase all button.
Taehyung
'I'm sorry, Jimin. Forgive me if you can.'
He retyped and sent.
Friendship and love are like two entirely unparallel planets. When these two collides, just like any other collision, destruction becomes inevitable.
For Taehyung, his love almost came at the expense of his friendship. Yet, he wasn't sure which world he was ready to let go. And so he held onto both, despite the realization that what he was doing was nothing better than hugging a cactus.
When till late night Jimin's reply didn't come, Taehyung passed out on the bed.
Preceding morning he was supposed to meet up his with his parents. Taehyung got up early and threw on the obsidian coloured turtleneck sweater with his favorite pairs of striped stockings.
"Jin hyung I'm off to my parents'."
"Wait! Take this with you. There are some home baked cookies and a granola jar, I've heard your mom likes granola bars, so I made it for her myself. Hoseok and Namjoon helped me too," a somewhat tiresome Jin emerged from the kitchen, handing Taehyung an orchid colored paper bag with Jin's face drawn on it. Taehyung drew it himself few months back because he felt the bag looked too wishy-washy otherwise.
"Thank you so much!" Taehyung showed his gratitude with a tight hug.
"You're wearing those stockings again? Didn't your so called mother's friends made fun because they felt it was too feminine?" Hoseok handed another bag over to Taehyung, with a flask filled of Americano in it. Taehyung's dad loved Americano.
"I don't really care about what my mother's so called friends said about my likes or dislikes, and they're friends only by name, their real intention is our kitty party. Over that, I only care about what makes me comfortable. My mom brought these for me herself and dad found these cute on me, so why not?" Taehyung shrugged taking the bag from Hoseok.
