Taehyung,
Happy birthday!
I was so excited for you to come home.
I made dinner for you and made you all of the things that you like.
I even chose a romantic movie which we both could watch at night.
And most of all, I wrote you a love letter, which I hid inside the box containing your gift.
I waited, and waited, and waited for a long time.
It took me so long to finally realize you weren't coming, and that you were probably with her.
I brought my knees to my chest buried my face in them,
and just cried like I always do.
I was too weak, too weak to get angry.
The thought of you being happy with her, celebrating with her, and spending the night with her made my heart ache so much that I felt like I was going to die.
You weren't coming back, not tonight.
So I picked up the box containing your gift and the letter, and threw it in the trash..
because it was all worthless
YOU ARE READING
delicate | taennie
General FictionIn the heart of Seoul, where the city lights flickered like distant stars, there existed a tale of love that was stained with sorrow - a taennie fanfic - [ ANGST ] Slightly inspired by @LUSHELY