GUCCI BOY//kth

60.) last chapter& goodbye

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"sometimes we need some time
to clean up a mess left behind
by someone we let in,
but promise me-
        promise you'll open
        that heart again."

-cdlv
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Taehyung's POV

His eyes widened in disbelief, taking in every oh so little detail of her like a drug addict. He didn't want to trust his own eyes, for a moment he contemplated whether he could still be drunk and all of this was some fucked up mind trick-

-but then Cassia, a very real Cassia moved, hugging his pillow a little tighter to her chest, her body shaking, shyly glancing up at him, her bare legs dangling from the edge of his bed.

She looked different. Her hair was chopped off to shoulder length and sticking to her neck in wet caramel-coloured strands. Her clothes and shoes were wet from the rain, his bedroom floor and bed sheets fully soaked from her. Her face looked pale but the cheeks were blushed a rosy red from the cold outside.

She couldn't have been in here for long. Taehyung stopped breathing. Cassia's lips were trembling, an icy blue, wide eyes never leaving his. She looked petrified, as if she was afraid of him and what he would do next.

Cassia. Cassia on his bed. Cassia back in America. Cassia staring at him. Cassia with him. Right now!

The situation seemed so bizarre to him, so absurd, that he had a sudden urge to start laughing about his own misery, it felt like he was stuck in some shitty drama.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, desperate for more air, he was quite out of breath from rushing up here into his room.

This is ridiculous, he thought.

He still couldn't stop staring her down, taking in everything about her, comparing it to the image of her he carried around with him in his mind. Yes, this was definitely Cassia.

"Taehyung.." he almost flinched back when he heard her voice, so soft but still..she sounded frightened.

They made eye contact. Taehyung felt like he had been shot. He was supposed to do something now, say something. Oh, how many times he had let this scenario play out in his head throughout the past weeks.

He was still dead silent, frozen to the spot, drinking Cassia up. He felt completely, utterly overwhelmed.

"T-Tae-?" her face sunk, very carefully she slid off the bed and took one small, hesitant step towards him. The rain had made her dress seethrough but Taehyung kept his eyes on her face. And as she took another step, he finally felt something..

"What are you doing here, Cassia?" Anger. Pure, unfiltered anger. Who the fuck did she think she was just stepping back into his life now that she suddenly felt like it?! She had been gone for months, leaving him with nothing, no message or goodbye, no explanation, not even a goddamn break up note. NOTHING.