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This is the final chapter.
We've officially fucking made it.
Thank you for everything. I appreciate every single moment you took out of your day reading this. If you could take some more moments and check out my new book, "PARASITE", i would also cry.
**bum pat**
you deserve world, each and every one of you so thank you.
with that being said, shall we get into it for the final time?
(of course we should)
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"Romeo, I love you. I love you more than anything and everything." Taehyung said as he rested his head against Jimin's hands fanning over his cheeks, "And I will love you each and every second until we find our way back to one another."
The crowd watched in silence, eyes glimmering in awe. I fake wiped tears as I stood in the background under the warm, yellow lights, watching them sadly as the handmaiden I played.
"I love you more, my darling, Julio," Jimin responded, peppering kisses all over his lover's hands, a faint tear streaming down his face, "Always."
"You must go now before they see you. Run into the daylight and find your way home...home back to me," he released Jimin, pushing him away to the off stage, "Go, Romeo, go."
The scene ended cryptically with a pained look of regret and love between the two star-crossed lovers as their tangled hands finally parted, eyes leaving one another as Jimin ran off stage. Taehyung dropped to his knees and held his heart while the curtain began to drop.
Applauses, whistles, and hoots could be heard as we quickly rushed off stage and sprinted towards our stage managers who helped us strip and prepare for our next scenes.
Luckily, I had none until the very last scene so I watched everybody in the play pull off amazing performances that actually got a tear slipping from my eye.
Taehyung really killed it, it's like he was in his fucking element being a distressed Julio, hopelessly in love with Romeo, aka Jimin who was also nailing all his lines perfectly.
There were many times where our eyes would meet off stage and he looked like he wanted to telll me something but always decided against it. One stage as well— we had this one scene, he talking to the handmaiden, making sure Romeo and Julio's passion was kept a secret and even then, he looked like he was ready to jump out of his bones when our hands brushed and scream.
I shivered and kept my cool, attempting to be professional about the whole situation.
We were finally heading towards the end of the play where Julio played dead and Romeo was there, heartbroken and drunk on grief as he fell to his knees at Julio's side.
