WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

fifty seven.

taehyung's pov

i couldn't describe the feeling other than it felt as if my heart was being ripped out of my chest. my breathing hitched as i registered what he had said.

my eyes continued producing tears as i stared at the grass beneath me, shocked.

but i knew, i knew i couldn't stop him. i couldn't force him into anything.

"is that what you really want?" my voice cracked as i softly whispered those words.

he briefly shut his eyes before they opened again, "yes."

i just nodded my head rapidly, my sniffling was loud but i didn't care. it hurt too much. it felt like i was dying.

"okay." i managed to sob out, my throat burning with every passing second.

and just like that, he got up leaving me alone to suffer with a broken heart.

i stayed there for god knows how long.

i looked around, for the first time noticing how deserted the park was. night was nearing as i walked down the empty streets.

my eyes felt like sandpaper as i blinked rapidly, feeling completely lost without him.