"You give me the kind of feelings people write novels about," Taehyung whispers, sealing the promise with a soft kiss on Jungkook's lips.
In a world where love feels more like a curse than a blessing, Taehyung finds himself healing something he neve...
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꒰ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐎 ꒱
—𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓮 ๋࣭⭑
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AUTHOR'SPOV
It's a flashback!
Taehyung's present age : 20 Jungkook's present age: 19
THE PEARLIE CAFÉ:
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The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds, heavy with the promise of rain that seemed to linger just at the edge of breaking. The wind whipped through the trees, sending the delicate cherry blossom petals spinning down to the ground, creating a blanket of pale pink on the cold, hard earth.
It wasn’t supposed to rain this season, but the oppressive gloom that clung to the streets told a different story. The air was dry yet cold, and the strong winds carried an unsettling chill, as though the very atmosphere was holding its breath for something terrible.
In the near-deserted street, a few people were closing up their shops early, hurrying to avoid the coming storm. Children played nearby, laughing and shouting, completely oblivious to the tension building in the world around them.
But inside a small, cozy café on the corner, the atmosphere was different—much heavier, much colder.
Taehyung sat across from Jungkook at a table by the window. The warm lighting inside did little to dispel the cold feeling settling deep in Taehyung’s chest.
His blonde hair fell messily across his forehead as he leaned forward, his almond-shaped eyes searching Jungkook’s face for any sign that this was all a misunderstanding, that the words his best friend had just spoken were somehow a cruel joke.
But Jungkook, his dark hair slightly tousled, his doe eyes fixed blankly on the table, was not laughing. His face was cold, expressionless, his hands resting stiffly on his lap as though touching the table itself would break him.
