Taekook Oneshots

Flowers Of Love

The crawling feeling, as I watched you smile and laugh. I knew what it meant.

It forced itself out, despite my desperation to not let you know.

Now you know, that I am a withering flower.

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"Jungkookie! We're playing a very funny game. Come join us!!" Taehyung called me eagerly with a bright smile.

I loved his smile. It made me happy.

"Sorry, I can't. I've got some things to do." I declined his offer.

I watched how his face fell a bit and his smile became strained.

"Oh...okay. Good luck and do your best!!" He said to me, losing his enthusiasm before.

I'm sorry if I made you sad.

I immediately left as I felt worse on what I just did.

There it is, the crawling feeling. The feeling that it just want to burst out of my chest. How horrible it felt, but I was used to it.

I went to farthest bathroom. Away from everybody. That no one will know about what I hide.

And there, I let it all out.

I do wonder, how can something that is deadly be beautiful?

I hacked, I coughed, I chocked. How it hurt so much. As much as my tears would just flow out continuously.

And the second time, then series of choking, hacking, and coughing. It hurt me, it burned my lungs, it scratched my throat but I endured.

After a few breaths it stopped. The feeling went away. My tears stopped. It all ended in five minutes.

I laughed bitterly at the mess I made.

How pathetic. How disgusting. How pitiful.

I wonder why am I enduring this?

It's because you don't want to forget.

I took in a deep breath then started cleaning up before someone comes.

Flowers, they are beautiful and fragrant. But coming out from a filthy guy who likes his hyung, it's disgusting.

"Should I just give up or just die loving?" I asked myself.

Why bother asking yourself when you know that you can never forget.

I silently left the bathroom with the plastic bag full of petals. Now I smelt like flowers again. I don't even need perfume anymore because of this.

I sighed and threw the bag into the trash bin and started making my way to the hospital.

***

"If you don't consider surgery now, you'll die in two months Mr. Jeon. I recommend you to take the surgery as soon as possible. It's not too late. You are young and still have a bright future ahead. You can find other people to love."

"He is the only one for me doctor. I'm sorry that I am afraid to forget."

I stared into space as I remembered my conversation with the doctor.

"Two months..." I mumbled as I walked home.

"I only have two months left...what about Bangtan if I died? What about our fans? The A.R.M.Y? All of it will crumble because of my selfishness in love..." I said to myself.

I love him...but it will cost everything to love...

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"We love you A.R.M.Y!!!" Jimin acted cute in the camera.