𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏,
𝑼𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏.
𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓.
𝑨 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆,
𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏.
𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓.
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[Dedicating this chapter to KooksTylerXe. Thanks for supporting this story with your precious votes and comments. I really can't express in words how much I appreciate it, so here's a little something. I hope you get well soon. 💜]
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I'm still yours, love.
Yours, love...
Love...
Taehyung quietly tested that word on his tongue as he watched the city and nightlights whoosh by in a haze, felt the wind ruffle his hair through the open window of the passenger seat in his brother's car wordlessly headed to their housing.
Love, a mere four-letter word, but Taehyung could sense how all of a sudden it was becoming overwhelmingly coherent in his otherwise incoherent existence. His soaring heart made him wonder whether it would've had the same effect on him to be called 'love' by someone else, whether he was just love-starved or it was only Jungkook's love that held so much power – the power to heal, comfort, make him feel genuinely cherished, to not let him become insecure about the possibility of being abandoned.
Even a single text he just received from the boy – I reached home safe ️❤️ – meant so much, reassured him even though he had convinced himself that he didn't need it anymore after what Jungkook had done before leaving.
With a small smile on his face, but a bigger one in his heart, Taehyung typed back – gud n8, sleep t8 & don't let d bedbugs b8 💫
He wanted to ask Jungkook to not fret too much about the hyungs, but refrained since he knew for a fact that Jungkook would overthink it anyway, even more so if he would ask him to not. No amount of don't-worry was going to work, at least for tonight.
Nonetheless, Taehyung still really wished Jungkook would just try to get a good night's sleep. That would calm his mind and help him better in figuring out things than stressing out the whole night. (Taehyung was one to speak!)
But since there was no scope for Taehyung to physically be with the younger tonight to drag him to bed and force-cuddle him to sleep, he tried something else, the most he could currently think of doing. He went to his Spotify and did a quick yet thoughtful job in assembling a few of his go-to calming melodies and some other songs that fit Jungkook's taste more to create a special playlist out of it just for the boy and then sent it to him.
made it 4 u 🖤
hv a listen & try 2 sleep 🌌
- still & only yours 🖤
His eyes were fixated on that 'delivered' sign, waiting for it to turn 'read' and then three dancing dots to appear to indicate that Jungkook was typing, but before any of that would happen, he heard –
YOU ARE READING
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