sad. the sequel. || taekook.

everything.

Kim Taehyung.

I got dressed, took a shower and whatnot, and I kneeled next to Jungkook, who was still sleeping peacefully in bed.

I pecked the crown of his head, and I whispered,

"Kookie, wake up..."

I made us breakfast as Jungkook walked towards the table with his head down and his fingers fidgeting with the end of his shirt.

"Why so glum?"

He didn't answer,

just the single drop on the floor in front of him.

More drops followed it,

and I immediately recognized them as tears.

I rushed over to him and embraced him in a hug.

"What's wrong baby?"

He mumbled,

"What did I ever do to deserve you..."

I quickly pulled him into a passionate kiss,

our lips fitting together perfectly,

as if they were made to fit together.

I snaked my arms around his waist, pulling him impossibly close.

He clutched my shirt in his hands, 

and new, hot, fresh tears flowed down from his eyes.

I pulled away gently, and looked into his eyes,

those beautiful eyes,

and whispered,

"Everything, baby,

Everything."