•The melody of his sighs• [ Taekook ]

Epilogue

One year later

Taehyung's pov

It's the first day of December. December again.

I couldn't fathom how time flew by so fast. This month reminds me of him. But that's my punishment, isn't it? I wanted to distance myself from that man and I stopped everything with Jungkook. I'm pretty sure he blamed himself too, on the other side of the planet.

Not long after my Jungkook left, I broke down. I didn't know what to do with myself, because I had never been in such a situation before. And I'd be lying if I said it wasn't difficult.

And Jungkook didn't make it easy for me. He called me several times a day, and honestly I was overjoyed to hear his voice and see his beautiful face... but always when the call would end, reality gave me such a brutal slap that I immediately come to my senses.

After a while, those calls were reduced to one a day, which was to be expected. We both had busy jobs that took up a lot of time.

In the spring, Jungkook started a tour in Japan, and I didn't want to bother him. From one call a day, it was reduced to one a week, in best case.

It's not like Jungkook wasn't trying to get me. Yes, he did and that's what hurt me the most. He was really trying and I saw his desire. He loved me even after several months of separation. His feelings did not fade at any moment.

Not mine either, though. But it's not pain either. After his tour in Japan, I cut off all contact with him. I changed my phone number and fooled myself that it was the best option.

I easily wanted to change the place where I live, and finally find myself normal residence, but I couldn't. I couldn't even change the apartment. Something kept me there all this time.

Maybe I'll succeed in that soon.

Since June, I started going to therapy to learn how to deal with pain. I hired an assistant and reduced the workload. That was the therapist's advice and I followed it. I felt an immediate relief when I had fewer obligations. I could even take a walk in the park on weekends or sometimes sleep longer. I liked it.

In the meantime, I became friends with Lisa, the assistant, but not in that way. That way I still stayed faithful to my Jungkook.

Lisa helped me a lot and that's when I realized what a friend means in the life of every person.

And now December has come again so quickly, and I would be lying to myself if I said that this table I'm sitting at now, doesn't remind me of him. I'd be lying if I said that the garden I'm looking at, doesn't remind me of him. The snow has whitened the conifers again, and everything seems to be the same, but I know it's not.

I opened my laptop. Over time, Lisa taught me the advantages of the technique, and honestly, I slowly began to understand the value of all that. So now I did something I was holding back from some time.

I typed Jungkook's name into Google and hit enter.

I could read all kinds of headlines. Everything was there, from news about tours to pictures from his private life. He looked like he always did. But I knew it was just a mask for the public.

Who knows how many sleepless nights he spent, just like me? Who knows how many times he shed his tears for us? Who knows how many times he screamed my name? Certainly not more than I am his.

I clicked 'x' and closed the laptop. I brought the warm drink in the cup to my lips and blew into the black liquid. My gaze remained fixed on the garden even when my thoughts were interrupted.

- Excuse me Mr. Kim... - I put the cup on the tray and looked at the receptionist who continued.

- This is for you from the man who is waiting outside. - and he handed me a big bouquet of my favorite pink roses.

- Hm... thank you... let him in. - I stood up while holding the beautiful flowers and looking for a dedication. My eyes landed on a small envelope. I placed the roses in front of me on the table as I began to read the lines.

Heaven, I am in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out dancing together cheek to cheek...

I was frozen for a moment and quickly sat back down. I clutched the message to my chest, trying to hold back my tears. Was it possible? After all this time...?

- I didn't tell you that I love you than. - I heard a voice behind me, not daring to turn around. I would recognize that voice always and everywhere.

When he realized that I wasn't going to say anything, he continued and I swear to God I could have died in that place then.

- When we were at this same table last year, I never told you how much I love you when we parted. Now I'm here to tell you, hyung. - then I felt warm hands behind me that stretched around my neck and that distinctive smell intoxicated all my senses.

I closed my eyes and smiled as I squeezed the arms that were wrapped around my shoulders when I felt a kiss on my cheek.

I still wasn't able to move. My legs were taken away, my heart threatened to jump out of my chest, and my vision remained blurred.

- I love you, hyung.

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