taehyung knew he didn't have much time left.
everyday, more petals left his body and his sickly tinted skin grew worse and worse.
yet he could never stop staring at the door, hoping that one day jungkook would come back for him.
he wanted to be in his embrace. he wanted to hear those three words that taehyung hadn't heard in months.
and yet, jungkook never came.
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build me up, buttercup // taekook
Fanfictionoh, how he wished those flowers were meant for him.
