I dressed up a little, and went inside the room. "Hi Taehyung-ah!"
He lit up the second he saw me, and waved both his hands at me. He looked adorable with his rectangular boxish smile.
I sat down, and talked into the phone. "Taehyung-ah how's it going? Are you ok?"
"I am now that you're here Y/N." He smiled at me warmly.
He put his hands through the hole in the panel. "Can I hold your hands?"
I smiled. I was longing to hold his hands. To know what it felt like to love and to know what it felt like to be warm again. I held his hands.
He rubbed in circles on my palm. His hands were warm, and comforted mine. I was a bit hesitant to say the three words to him just yet.
He looked at me, holding my hands and talked into the phone. "I love you Y/N."
I blushed. For the first time in years, I felt love. "I love you too, Taehyung-ah."
We held each other's hands until the session ended, and I said, "I'll come back tomorrow."
I have to live for one more day.
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One More Day|Taehyung (short ff)
Short Story"Stay with me for one more day" You're a suicidal girl, and you're in love with a criminal. He influences you in a way you can't control and you continue to live each day a bit longer just for him. Inspired by @JiminFication