Big Boys Don't Cry || BTS

tree J.K.

A/N: if words are placed in the middle, it's a flashback. 

My mothers smile always replaced my biggest worries. Things like fear, depression, and crying.

Her lips always held a captivating shine, her teeth always glowed, along with her skin, eyes always curved into crescents.

The way she caressed my face and told me it was all okay. The way she held me. The way she laughed.

She was my biggest obsession.

My dad was my biggest fear.

His aura always captured a rough frame, his eyes held no emotions, the only light on his life was my mom and I.

Whenever I had friends over, we'd stay in the West wing of our house, so father could concentrate.

But one of my friends, Y/N, was the only one aloud to walk into the South wing with me...of course.

It's cause we were born in the same day, same time.

Yes, even our seconds matched up.

Her mom died trying to deliver Y/N...so she doesn't have that emotional support.

She gets it from my mom.

Y/N was my second biggest obsession.

Her long hair, her skin, her eye's...her everything captivated me.

End flashback

I stared at her state.

Eyes closed, brows furrowed, amazing voice echoing through the auditorium.

My ears focused on her voice.

The way it rattled through my chest, the way it wiped away every color, the way it made the world appear warm again.

And all I could do was listen and stare...

When I heard that her singing was over, I blinked.

My mind was overwhelmed, my heart jumped, and my body flew up into the air to applaud her.

The way she smiled and wiped away her sweat had made me proud.

She was almost my sister, but I felt that she was my therapy.

Her raspy voice when everyone had calmed down had made me believe in love...

After the show, I drove her home. Not a single peep from her.

She grew quiet over the years, but I didn't care.

It was mg job as her best friend to take care of her.

She was asleep when I looked over.

I felt calm again..

I pulled over the car just a street away from her house and turned off the car.

I know she never wants to go home, she hates that place.

So I always delay her arrival.

Sound asleep, no distractions, my heart leaned over and fell asleep with her.

I nodded and followed it's actions.

And there we were, two best friends asleep, in a car, a street away from our fears...