Taehyung eventually woke up.
He stared at himself in the mirror, wondering why his face was wet, passing it off as a bad dream.
The longer he stared at his reflection the more perplexed he got. His unusually pale skin made him look like a ghost.
Who am I?
He picked up the diary from the table and continued to read.
Jungkook, when they told me you had gone I thought it was a sick joke. I refused to believe it. They insisted it was real though and I eventually broke down. I thought my life had ended. Please tell me it's not true. Please come back. I love you Jungkook."
Taehyung squinted his eyes at the page, a pout on his lips.
Who is this Jungkook I kept writing about?
Why can't I remember?
He realised that it was time for work.
He set off, forgetting to change out of his pyjamas, forgetting to brush his teeth, forgetting to eat breakfast, forgetting Jungkook.
YOU ARE READING
Forget kth/jjk
Fanfiction"I could never forget you" Taehyung told Jungkook as the latter was rolled into theatre. The heart transplant was the last resort and the only thing that could save Jungkook.
