AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

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hey

I know its been years and I have to be the worst author out there to leave my book and never reply to your worried messages and all....but life happens and the things you used to enjoy starts to blur in the back of your mind as the responsibilities clears in front of your eyes.

One time I wanted to be back but was unable to login and even reached out on X, but I guess no one knew me there.

I know you all have lots of questions, theories and what not to say to me, please fell free to reply here, I will try to answer all of that.

Also please update me how's wattpad after all these years? any kv fanfic recommendation? Has AI affected wattpad too?

Again sorry, so here a small gift, a chapter that was a draft for so long, one of the closest thing to my heart, the one I wrote and never visited again, a chapter or should I say a snippet about what would happen in future?

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Taehyung breathed as he looked around all the students looking at him. He gulped as all curious eyes of each individual felt like peeking his soul. He never felt this nervous before any competition or on any stage experience. He with shaking hand held the mike and cleared the lump his in throat, the unfixed eyes going to paper he held in the hand.

"Hello. I'm Taehyung and today I'm gonna read a letter I wrote." He voiced, the sound found loud from the mike till the back of the whole hall. Jimin and Yoongi were standing near the edges with all teachers, Namjoon and Seokjin were seated on the front seats for special guests. He saw Sehun and Jinyoung smiling at him, encouraging. He look down, suddenly scared.

"A letter I wrote to my lover's first love." He spoke with shaky voice as he look up, students looked at each other anticipation. Jimin stilled as he looked back at Yoongi, who too seemed shock.
"I know you all are thinking why I wrote a letter to my lover's past, but honestly I don't know either." His eyes started to give that soft moist, and he blinked to clear them, smiling a little.

There was a pin drop silence as whole campus heard the deep breathing of him and he look up with a little confidence and started.
"To my lover's first love, you probably don't know me. But I know you a little." He chuckled a little and look back at the paper.
"Because he talks about you more often than not. Whenever he look at a picture he took of you, or sing a song he used to for you, he doesn't look me in the eye." He voice sounded little hoarse that he wanted, all students were not listening with attention, Jimin and Yoongi feeling a ugly feeling in their chest.

"And I understand why. I don't have the ears he want to reach." He smiled with a eyes glossing more. "Whenever he talks about you, it feels like his mouth is an overflowing basket of unwashed clothes, reeking of the days spent in your embrace. The garments filled with stains of all the times he lost his grip and fell for you." Taehyung voice was painful now, all other hearts who felt the same beating fast in the crowd. Jimin eyes watered at that.

"Sometimes when I guide to a beautiful fun moment, He abruptly stops and walks away. I wonder if full stops is all he has to offer to someone who wishes to puts a comma after every word, every hug, every kiss, wishing for the sentence to never end. Wishing for the love to never end." Taehyung eyes were wet and so was of many in the front, especially the ones that know that they are not just words but reality to him.

"He looks at your pictures like an impoverished child looks at a family eating at a fast food joint from the other side of the glass, hoping that they would turn around and look at him, hoping that they will ask him if he's hungry. Hoping that they would share their food, or maybe some love too." Taehyung smiled through crystals as he look at the silent faces around, lost in their own stories.

"When we spent some evening walking by the park where he sees some old couple, he adores their relationship. But when he seen a old person sitting alone looking at the sky, seeing love lose against destiny is something that torments him. And I think we both know why." Taehyung voice was heavy with lump but clear reaching the hearts of every one who felt it. Yoongi tried looking away to avoid the tears.

"But I don't know if he'll ever click pictures of me. I don't know if he'll talk about me to someone else. I don't know if he'll hold my hand and run around laughing, I don't know if he'll crave for the love I have to offer. I don't know if he'll imagine us being the old couple everyone look at with awe. And honestly I don't know why I'm writing this to you." Taehyung voice broke with dry hurtful chuckle as he eyes left a tear.

Namjoon look at Seokjin who was so trying to stop his tears, he held his hand as he himself don't want to cry. Taehyung look at all with a bitter smile and spoke.
"But all I know is he ends his piece with tears in his and says 'I need you." Taehyung throat left a sob like sound as he tried best to not cry and broke down.

"And I know he is not saying that to me." 

Taehyung ended with a deep breath as he look down and wiped his tears and then there were clasp and cheers and praises. But all be felt was the deep breaths and ugly beating of his heart.
Students and claping hard, some crying some chearing. Teachers smiling proud while some feeling sad. But in there were some who knew his meaning, his meaning behind all this.

Taehyung took a breath and look up and he bowed and mumbled a thank you, turning around and walking away from the door.

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so?