You slid your fingers over Tae's chest, lying your hands on his scar.
You smiled softly at Taehyung, his eyes shut in a peaceful slumber.
You both lie bare in bed, holding eachother in a sweet embrace.
The world didn't even exist.
Yeontan was curled below your feet.
"Y/N?" Taehyung chuckled at you still lost, staring at his scar.
He smiled and gently danced his fingers over your matching scar before pressing his lips to yours.
You pushed him away and hid beneath the covers as he chuckled once more.
"I can't believe I got to be with you, an angel." Taehyung said, pulling back the covers and kissing your forehead.
Life was good.
Life is good.
All because second chances exist.
YOU ARE READING
Bloom - k.th
Fanfiction"The stems have attached themselves." "No." - Kim Taehyung x Reader - Flowers are beautiful, but it's hard to appreciate them when you're dying.
