taehyung loved.
the next day, there were no flowers. just a note, a little note that could hold so many words, and yet those words were painful.
just like the flowers. painful. his heart, broken. shattered, and even now he can't move on.
he cried himself to sleep that night.
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build me up, buttercup // taekook
Fanfictionoh, how he wished those flowers were meant for him.
