BTS Angsts

The Goodbye That Was Never Received/Taehyung

"Tae, look at the camera, please."

"Why do you record everything?"

"Why not. When we're 90 we can look back at these old memories and reminisce."

"Yeah right, like that camera will even work by then."

"Stop complaining and just smile once."

~Recording Stops~

"I didn't know I was such a pain back then."

"Yeah, you were some times if I'm gonna be honest," you both laugh at that.

"Sorry about that."

"Don't be sorry, that's in the past, let's focus on right now," I squeeze his hand.

I look at him, his eyes sparking from the light above. He's so gorgeous, he should've been a model when he had the chance. It's sad to think that that was recorded only two years ago, and now I look at where we are. Me, getting barley a few hours of sleep and Tae strapped up to multiple machines just to keep him alive. How could this happen to you, why would this happen to you? Life is too cruel.

I stay night and day by his side because his heart could stop at any second and I'd regret not being there. I try cherishing every second, every millisecond we have because I don't know if it will be our last. Even if it means crying myself to sleep, but at least I'm next to him.

"Y/n, look at me," I didn't even notice till now that I was crying.

I look him in the eyes, his glowing and lively eyes, but somehow they don't look complete. His eyes are like a moon that's so close to being full but never will. A shinny layer of tears ready to fall cast over my eyes.

"Yes?"

"Please, I know you're sad and worried but it's ok, I really want you to go home and take care of yourself."

"No way, I'll never leave you. I don't care how tired or how terrible I look, I just want to be with you right now."

He caresses my cheek then wipes a fresh tear.

"Look at you, you're suffering because of me."

"That's not true, if I wanted to leave I could, but look I'm here right now because I WANT to be with you."

"Alright, just please feel free to leave at any time," he then kisses my hand.

...

I make sure he falls asleep before me. As I hear him snore, I feel less anxious. I get up to go to the bathroom to wash my face. I look like a mess, worse then a landfill. My face is sagging and my eyes are barley open.

I walk back out of the bathroom and see Tae's face gone white, not a healthy color. I check him temperature, he's freezing. I call the doctor. A few minutes the doctor comes out.

"Y/n, I'm terribly sorry but Tae has passed away."

"What?! S..s..say that again."

"Taehyung is dead, I'm sorry."

My body goes numb and I fall to the floor. Pain, anger, sadness. I bawl my eyes out, I get up and see the pool of water I've created. He isn't dead, no way. But as I think that I see his body covered with cloth.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye..." my mind goes blank and the world turns black.