𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴🍓

The night we met

To my dearest Taehyung,

As you hold this letter in your hands, I am already gone-gone from your life, from this city that holds every memory of us, and from the love I've carried for you in silence for so long. I'm writing this because it's the only way I know how to say goodbye, though the word itself feels like a knife twisting in my chest.

I don't know how to begin, Taehyung. I guess I'll start with the night we met, because that's where everything began for me. It was supposed to be just another night, a casual gathering with friends, but it became so much more. Do you remember? The sky was a deep shade of indigo, the kind that makes you feel like anything is possible. The air was warm, but there was a cool breeze that made everything feel perfect, almost surreal.

You were there, leaning against a wall, the glow of the streetlight casting soft shadows on your face. I remember how your eyes sparkled with mischief as you laughed at something Jimin said, how your smile lit up the night in a way that made my heart stutter. I was drawn to you like a moth to a flame, completely unaware that I was about to be consumed by something I could never escape.

We talked that night, and it felt like the world had shrunk to just the two of us. You told me about your dreams, your fears, the little things that made you who you are. I listened, captivated by every word, every laugh, every subtle shift in your expression. I don't think I realized it then, but that was the moment I began to fall in love with you.

We became close after that, almost inseparable. Every day with you was a new adventure-whether we were driving aimlessly through the city at night, talking until the early hours of the morning, or simply sitting in comfortable silence, it didn't matter. I was happy just being near you, and that happiness quickly turned into something deeper, something that scared me as much as it thrilled me.

I tried to push those feelings down, to keep them hidden, but it was impossible. How could I not love you, Taehyung? You were everything I never knew I needed-kind, compassionate, so full of life and light. You saw the world in a way that made it seem beautiful, even on the darkest days. Being with you made me feel like I could be more than I ever thought possible, like I could be someone worthy of your love.

But you never saw me that way, did you? I was your friend, your confidant, the one you trusted with your secrets and your dreams. And I cherished that, more than you'll ever know. But it wasn't enough. My love for you grew with every passing day, until it consumed me, leaving no room for anything else. I wanted so badly to tell you, to lay my heart bare and hope that you might feel the same. But I was too afraid-afraid of losing you, of ruining everything we had. So I kept quiet, burying my feelings beneath a mask of friendship, even as they threatened to tear me apart.

Then you met someone, someone who could give you the kind of love I only ever dreamed of. I watched as you fell for her, as your eyes lit up in a way they never did for me. It was like watching my world crumble around me, piece by piece, but I couldn't bring myself to walk away. I stayed, by your side, pretending to be happy for you, while my heart shattered with every smile, every laugh, every tender moment that wasn't meant for me.

And now, you're married. You've found the happiness I always wanted for you, even if it isn't with me. But I can't stay here, Taehyung. I can't watch you build a life with someone else while I'm still drowning in this love that will never be returned. That's why I'm leaving, why I have to go as far away as possible-because staying would destroy me, and I don't know how much more of this I can take.

I'm leaving the country, and I don't know if I'll ever come back. This is my way of letting you go, of trying to move on, though I know I never will. My love for you is too deep, too pure, too much a part of me to ever fade. You'll always be with me, in every sunset, every song, and every quiet moment when I let myself remember the nights we shared.

I want you to be happy, Taehyung. Truly, I do. And I know you will be, because you're the kind of person who brings light wherever you go. But please, don't forget me. Don't forget the boy who loved you with everything he had, even if he never found the courage to tell you.

This letter is my final gift to you, a piece of my heart that I can't carry with me any longer. I hope you'll read it and know that, in another life, we might have been something more. But in this one, I'll have to be content with the memories of the night we met, and the love that will always be yours.

With all the love I can never show,

Your dollie jeonggukie♡

As Taehyung finished reading the last line of Jungkook's letter, his hands trembled, and the paper slipped from his grasp, landing softly on the bed. His vision blurred with tears that fell uncontrollably, soaking the sheets beneath him. The weight of Jungkook's words pressed heavily on his chest, squeezing his heart until it felt like it might shatter. Every sentence, every emotion Jungkook had poured into that letter, wrapped around Taehyung's soul like a vice.

His wife, who had quietly entered the room, watched him with a tender understanding. She knew the bond between them, the unspoken connection that had always been there, even if it was never fully acknowledged. Seeing the anguish in Taehyung's eyes, she offered him a sad, knowing smile and quietly left the room, giving him the space he needed to collect himself.

Alone now, Taehyung clutched his chest, the ache inside him growing unbearable. The tears kept coming, a torrent of grief and love he hadn't realized was buried so deep. His mind raced with memories of Jungkook-the laughter, the late-night conversations, the way Jungkook's eyes would light up when he smiled. And now, those memories were all he had left.

Through the tears, a small, bittersweet smile broke across Taehyung's face. He knew, deep down, that Jungkook had left not out of bitterness or defeat, but out of a profound love. A love so strong and selfless that it was willing to let go for the sake of his happiness. Taehyung respected that, and admired the strength it must have taken for Jungkook to walk away after seeing him with someone else, after witnessing his joy with another.

As the silence of the room enveloped him, Taehyung found himself whispering, "The night we met." His voice was shaky, barely audible, but it held a world of emotion. That night had been the start of something neither of them fully understood, a night that would forever be etched into the fabric of their lives.

Taehyung wiped away the last of his tears, his heart still aching but now with a deep sense of gratitude and adoration for Jungkook. He knew that Jungkook's love had been real, that it had been the kind of love that never fades, even with time and distance. And though their paths had diverged, Taehyung would carry a piece of Jungkook with him, always.

At that moment, he understood the depth of what Jungkook had done, and with a gentle, broken smile, Taehyung let out a sigh, whispering once more, "The night we met," before closing his eyes and letting the memories of their time together wash over him.

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Hey loves
I felt like writing angsty shitz
So here you go
I hope y'all cried because that's the motive 🤭
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