Dedicated to my twinsis. Thanks for introducing Vkook to me, queenshixun. Fighting! 😘
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TAEHYUNG
was past midnight when I opened my eyes again. Jeone’s head and hand is lying against my chest. We’re lying on the kitchen floor. I took this moment to look at her face. She still looks like the kid who’s always beside me whenever I’m visiting Gran. She feels like home; warm and familiar. Her face is tear-stained but she’s still breathtaking.
I tried to stay as still so as not to wake her up because now that I’ve seen her up-close, she has dark circles under her eyes and it looks like this is the first time in months she’s slept peacefully. I know the feeling.
Ever since Mom died, I rarely had a good amount of good sleep. Dad started hurting me months after Mom’s burial and through the years whenever I’m not inside the guest room. The first year was full of Dad crying out loud, I would just cry quietly, too. The next year, Dad watching shows past midnight while screaming and the occasional drinking sessions with his buddies. The year after that, he’s just alone drinking himself to sleep. The year after that until I left he would bang and scream at the door of the guest room but wouldn’t enter, probably because that room is where Mom’s things are kept.
I’m so glad I turned 18 the last day of my junior year. I’m a legal adult now. Dad wouldn’t have the right to come and get me. And, I really hope he’s too drunk to notice I left.
“You kids,” I almost had a heart attack when Gran said that. “I’m sure destiny brought you two here together. I’m sure you’ll be able to help each other,” even in darkness I knew Gran is smiling warmly. “Now, I’ll go back to sleep. Carry Jeone back to her room. You can’t sleep in a cold floor.”
I was too sleepy to analyze what Gran said and just picked Jeone up from the floor but the moment I lift her up she started screaming and thrashing around. I sat her down and held her face, “Jeone, you're safe. It’s Taehyung. I’m here. Hey, wake up.”
She opened her eyes and started looking around frantically until she saw me met my eyes. “Taetae,” she grasped my face and closed the gap between our lips.
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Move On, Jeone - VKook
Fanfiction"Dear Jeone. I love you. I did. So much. And I'm so sorry. Please move on, Jeone." [This is a VKook Fanfic with other BTS ships, too. Just focused on Vkook.]
