JJK X Y/N X KTH
[Book 1 & 2] [WATTPAD FEATURED]
"I made my way to the terrace with a euphoric mood just to meet with the darkest surprise of my life. Something that would change my life course. Something that would take away my smile, tears, happine...
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Taehyung cradled his newborn son in his arms with affection. He stood on the balcony of their apartment in Germany, the cool breeze gently rustling his hair. It had been almost a year since he moved. He wondered how Y/N was doing. She was probably happy with Jungkook. Taehyung wasn't unhappy; he loved his new life and his family. But he couldn't help but miss her sometimes.
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Flashback
Taehyung went to Y/N's office without knowing she worked there. He didn't even remember her at the time. As he walked through the familiar yet strangely alien corridors, he felt a pang in his chest when he heard her voice. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to ponder over it as Y/N was already lying on the ground, unconscious.
Without hesitation, Taehyung picked her up in a bridal style. An oddly familiar feeling washed over him, sending goosebumps along his arms. He carried her carefully, feeling the weight and warmth of her body against his chest. Her scent, something he couldn't quite place, filled his senses as he laid her securely on the couch in the office room.
Only then did he realize how close their faces were. He could feel her breath on his skin, and his heart raced. "Y/N..." he murmured, the name stirring an inexplicable emotion within him. She seemed like someone very important to him. Though he knew he was missing some of his memories, he shrugged it off, deciding it wasn't the right time to delve into the past.
Irene was probably waiting for him back at their home. With a lingering glance at Y/N, he concluded his meeting with Clair and left the company. As he walked away, the feeling of déjà vu stayed with him, an unshakable sense that Y/N was more significant to him than he could remember.
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Taehyung's body was drenched in sweat, his brows furrowed in anguish as he thrashed about in bed, trapped in a nightmare. He muttered incoherently, his voice laced with fear. Suddenly, he jolted upright, gasping for air as if he'd been underwater too long. His eyes squeezed shut, he relived the memories that had haunted his dream. The Ferris wheel, Y/n's radiant laughter, their tender kisses, and his sweet proposal. The recollections came flooding back like a tidal wave, crashing against the walls of his mind.
His breathing grew ragged as the memories overwhelmed him. He recalled the joy and the pain, the love and the loss. Jungkook, Jimin, Namjoon, Yoongi, Jin, Hoseok, Lisa, Jisoo – all their faces flashed before his eyes. And Y/n, his first love, the one who had left an indelible mark on his heart. The happy moments, the stolen glances, the secret trysts – it all came rushing back. But so did the pain, the heartache, and the cruel betrayal by Taecyeon. The memories suffocated him, making his chest ache.
Taehyung's body shook as sobs wracked his frame. He remembered the darkness that had consumed him, the desperation that had driven him to the edge. He recalled Y/n's face, her voice, her smile – everything. The pain of losing her, of losing himself, was too much to bear.
