"jihyun! i'm home!" i
heard taehyung call
out to me when he
returned home from
the studio, "jin asked
me to bring some
cookies he baked for
you"
i didn't respond
"jihyun?"
i heard him climbing
the stairs
"jihyun! are you okay?
what happened?"
taehyung rushed over
to me on the bed,
dropping the bag of
cookies in the process
"i think i have a fever,"
i said, each word being
a pain to leave my throat
he can't know
"aww, jagi, i'm sorry. i'll
stay home and take care
of you"
he doesn't deserve this
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thirteen days//bts kth
Hayran Kurgu«Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.» -michelangelo
