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XXXVII

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taehyung threw his pencil onto the floor, breaking it a bit, he stood up and looked around the room. it was too empty, way too empty. he made his way to the bathroom and looked at himself, he did not realize how bad he actually looked; his eyes puffy, his slickly brown hair turned into a mess from not being able to sleep, and his eyes didn't shine like normal. they were dull and dark, the bags consumed his lower eye and he hated it, he frowned to himself and looked down, he was getting awfully skinny. 

its been months sense the worst thing imaginable happened. 

he lost him.

his only love, his first love someone who gave him enough stigma to continue.

he was gone.

of course, it hit him hard, he didn't know what was happening or why the boy would end up like that. he just kept thinking how and why, but he really did know why. 

the boy was dying.

ever so slowly his stomach would kill of cells and his organs, slowly murdering him.

taehyung remembered the day he said it, he was heartbroken to hear, he didn't have much longer to live. in such a short amount of time that the boys got together, taehyung grew to love and cherish jeongguk like no other, to protect him, to make sure he begins. 

but that all stopped.

when he said those words.

"i'm dying taehyung." 

"I have cancer"