"You're alive to me, Taehyung." He let out a humorless chuckle and looked at me.
"Too bad they've killed me years ago."
Started: 07/14/19
Completed: 06/25/20
You don't really realize how much a person, or a ghost, matters to you until you began considering them in all decision-making parts of your life. Should I bring Taehyung along? But if I do, what if his nightmares return? What if he gets traumatized again because I brought him back to the place where he died? But I also don't want to leave him alone. A lot of things can happen if he's left by himself.
Still thinking of Daegu and Taehyung, I absent-mindedly decorate the small cupcakes I've made at 3 am.
"Sleepy yet?" I asked Taehyung who decided to come down with me when I decided to bake these things. His eyes were droopy and his cheeks were paled.
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"Nope." He placed his chin on his folded hand and looked at me. More like, stare at me. "That looks ugly, Y/N." He said with a chuckle. I faked an offended expression and dropped the sprinkles dramatically.
"Stop critisizing my work. I thought you're my friend."
"I am, kitten. So it's my duty to tell you that you absolutely suck at this." He laughed again at my pissed face. Great, he's messing with me.
"This is not my forte!"
"You don't have any forte."
"Yes I do!" I said in a defeated tone. We both laughed loudly and I resumed decorating my cupcakes.
"You also eat gummy bears in color. Who eats gummy bears in colors?" He frowned, still teasing me.
"Me! Rainbow order, always!" I did a little silly dance after I finished my cupcakes. "Wanna taste?" I hand him one which he took a bit. I looked at him as he bites a portion and waited for his opinion.
"The garnish is very poor, but the taste isn't that bad." He commented like a food critic, his lips gorgeously pouting. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Wow. Very mature."
"Says a 21 year old man who's stuck inside a 16 year old's body and acts like a 5 year old kid." I remarked. His eyes widen, making me smirk.
Seeing him happy makes me somehow proud. He's far from who he is when I first met him. That's why it severely scares me to ask him about going back to Daegu. I've dragged him out of his safe place before and it wasn't very good. Until now, he's having severe nightmares at night. How much more if I took him to the place where he actually died?
I stare at him while he silently sits in my stool, munching on some cupcakes and actually enjoying it as if it is the most delectable food in the world. I noticed his pout everytime he chews and how big his bites were. His back was hunched and his feet were swaying back and forth, a habit I learned that he had ever since. His stuffed cheeks were facing me as he hums an unknown tune.
God, he's perfect.
Staring at him at simple and normal times like this makes my heart thump wildly in my chest. It seems like it wants to explode with something new and unknown to me. And it's all because of him. God knows how I tried to stay away from him. I tried. And failed miserably since I end up having him wounded up in my arms every night. For days, I've tried to ignore his effects on me but it seems like it just pulls me closer to him. So I decided to stop trying. He's my soulmate and there's no other way to escape it. It will just pain me if I continue to try to neglect him because... Let's be honest, who can ignore him?
