my gyu || taegyu

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• 15 years ago, one year before the accident •

“oh, you're crying again taehyun? why are you crying again?” his friend asked, sitting down beside him.

taehyun, whom was eight at the time, wiped his tears; trying his best to not cry infront of his friend, “mom and dad were fighting again.”

“i hate it when grown ups act like children!” his friend (who happened to be a few months older than him) shaked his little head in annoyance, “my daddy is also like that, he always makes my mommy cry!”

“your daddy is probably a bad person.” taehyun sniffles, “my mommy said my daddy is also a bad person, she said daddy always hurts her.”

“that's why, if i were to get married, i won't ever make my lover cry, i'll make sure to always make them happy!”

taehyun laughs at his friend's statement. with a question with such innocence, his friend asked, “do you think i can be your lover?”

“huh?” taehyun asked, in such confusion, “isn't that for grown ups only?”

“well you said we'll get married when we're older!” his friend giggled at taehyun's response. taehyun could only laugh with him, “i guess you can be my lover.”

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a year later...

“y-you're leaving?” his friend asked, crying. taehyun nodded, crying as well; he didn't want to leave. he hugs his friend, trying to comfort him, “i promise i will come back for you, and then we'll get married.”

his friend laughs in between his sobs, “promise me that?”

“yes, i promise, beomgyu!”

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