JUNE NINETH:
PULLING UP WEEDS"who are you to tell me what I can and can't do?" taehyung's face was red. he was a angry wildfire, ringing the weeds by their necks and yanking them out of the garden.
jeongguk had tried to reason with him over the past few days. he didn't feel good about bringing him out anymore. he tried to water the boy but he felt like he was drowning him, tried to give him sunlight but he's being scorched.
but taehyung didn't see it that way. he looked at each mosquito bite and bruise as a new coming sign of beauty. he would never leave it.
"you're sick! and i'm not going to let you die because of something so stupid." he ignored him. jeongguk huffed, grabbing taehyung's arm up from the plants. he'd make him look at him."you'll die out here if you keep this up, stop it."
taehyung didnt speak but his eyes darted across the colors of the ground as if trying to find the calm but failing.
"stupid? you try living your entire life never stepping foot outside and then maybe you can talk to me about stupid. jeongguk this is important to me and if you take it away I swear to—"
he paused, shaking his head. "I swear i'll hate you for the rest of the life I have and i'll never be able to look you in the eye again."