for my precious luna, TaesWolfie
Taehyung closes the worn out book with a sigh, resting it on his lap as he takes the final sip of his lukewarm coffee. Grimacing slightly at the taste, he stands, returning the book to its rightful place on the shelf situated in the corner of his room. He brushes his fingers along the spine of it, the corners of his mouth lifting his lips up into a nostalgic smile.
'Fairy Tales from Fren,' it reads, the book so worn out that some of the letters have faded. Taehyung doesn't mind though. The book has sentimental value, worth much more to him than anything he owns.
You see, growing up Taehyung never had many friends, leading him to have an awfully lonely childhood. He would always find himself feeling a little out of place with all his classmates, feeling as if he were destined to be elsewhere. One night of snooping through his grandma's house lead him to her small collection of old books, each one looking more intriguing than the next. However, his gaze was drawn to the book resting on his grandma's chair, the pages turning themselves in the light breeze.
Of course, young Taehyung sat and read every page, not even bothered by the morning rays of sunshine seeping in through the window to wake the people in the house up. He was too enraptured by the tales that this book retold. Since that day, he hasn't been able to part from it.
He twists his wrist towards his face, mumbling the time depicted on his watch out loud before gasping, his tendencies to lose track of time once again getting the better of him.
"Shit, I'm late!" He exclaims to no-one in particular as he grabs his briefcase and tie, sprinting down his hallway with little to no grace. Managing to get to the door with minimal injury, he fumbles breathlessly around with the keys while his socked feet try to insert themselves into his dress shoes. Unable to do both, he defeatedly crouches down and fixes his shoes up before trying the key again, this time slowly, grinning when it opens with a soft creak.
Miraculously enough, Taehyung makes it to the station with five minutes to spare. Sighing heavily, he sets his briefcase in between his legs and does his tie, licking his chapped lips as the people of the city carelessly brush past him. He tightens the tie around his neck before letting his hands fall limply to his side.
He notices the way some people eye him as they pass, their gazes making Taehyung feel self conscious. Surely, he looks a mess. Running in the wind certainly won't do anything flattering to a person but he swore he didn't look that bad when passing the reflective surface of a garbage can a few moments earlier. Pouting, he runs his fingers through his hair before spending some time organising a few strands.
By the time he's done and confidently puffing his chest out, the train arrives, sending another rush of wind through his honey brown locks. Cursing under his breath, he picks up his briefcase and joins the mass of people pushing to claim a seat on the train. He keeps his gaze on his shoes, politely smiling at the people who disembark the train and ask him to move.
He finally gets a chance to step on board, noticing that a short girl with flowing brown locks seems to be stepping off beside him. Looking down upon her, he smiles gently, finding the way she clutches her oddly shaped bag to her chest cute. His smile widens when she slowly looks up to meet his gaze for a fleeting second, her own warm smile greeting him like the sun on a cloudy day. His lips part in shock, words getting caught in his throat as he gets lost in her violet eyes, those beautiful orbs of hers laced with drops of liquid gold.
She stumbles out into the crowd, blending in almost immediately. He shakes his head, cheeks reddening as he tries to process what he just saw, hand shooting out to fit in between the closing doors. He apologises to the grumbling passengers and steps off, immediately breaking out into a jog to try and catch up with her.
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