"I want to hear it too"
"What Taehyung?" I asked the figure that was hugging me to sleep.
"Your heart beat. I want hear the song you talk about all the time"
"Well, you don't believe it"
"I will if I hear it. But I can't" he continued, moving his eyes to meet mine above him. His hands were around my waist and his head was resting on my chest. All of this so he could go to sleep.
"I don't know how I can do that. But Kim Taehyung, I promise to make you believe it somehow" I replied, giggling.
Taehyung simply moved from my grip and sat on his bedroom floor with crossed legs.
He was busy with something and that left me curious. I mean, he was so close to falling asleep.
"Taehyung, what are you doing?"
"Making you one last paper plane" he replied so easily. If words could hurt then it's no joke. Every word coming out of his mouth was hopeless. He was hopeless. Our love was hopeless to him.
But I couldn't help but smile. I couldn't do him anything. He wants to hear the song of my heart but I didn't know how I can fulfil that promise.
Taehyung carefully finished making his paper plane. He turned to my side and simply let it fly to me. When the beautifully crafted plane had touched the peak of my fingers, I couldn't help but take a look. And from all the planes he's sent before, this one hurts the most.
When I looked at the letter more, there was red ink on its edge. And it didn't take me much time to run to him while screaming in tears.
'Chareong, I want to live'
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A/N- well the books not over yet. So please don't cry.
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