footprints continued - taehyung

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i was supposed to meet him again here where the flowers started sprouting, blooming their colors to the city, when i returned.

i heard from relatives that he's been back for years but i never knew of it because i've been busy studying in another city too far from where it would be easy to travel to. a flash of my ring makes me think about his boxy smile.

i guess i am only back to remember the memories we've created years ago. maybe it's been around eight years? that's right. i haven't seen taehyung in eight years.

my first love.

such a sudden goodbye for the both of us but it was his dream and i wanted him to live a happy and carefree life. it didn't matter if i loved him then, i'd still love him now.

i'd still love him now.

do i still love him now?

i kick the loose rocks from the concrete trail that's changed from gravel to cement and bend down in a low squat to scan the flowers in front of me. very beautiful and purple, exactly like him. no wonder he wanted to meet here.

we made that promise shortly before he left and never completed it. such a pity to let that young love die before it began to spiral.

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[flashback to eight years ago]

(taehyung)

it's only been three months since i've been away from home and her. i felt homesick often because i yearned for her comfort, her voice, her touch. most importantly, her embrace. i just missed her. but this was what i wanted to do in life and it would at least bring money to my family.

i only came back to this place to remember our promise only months ago. we both promised to meet here when spring came and flowers bloomed.

but it's the first day of spring and she didn't show up. i didn't think about giving up hope at first so i asked around the neighborhood i was familiar with. they all told me a statement i couldn't process right.

"oh, their family moved last month to another city."

my y/n, did you really have to leave me like this?

i kicked a large loose rock on the gravel and crouched near the flowers.

purple mean that i miss you, y/n. i wanted to meet here because of this reason only. i love you. and you're really gone now. how am i supposed to continue on living my dreams not knowing where you are or if you are okay?

you're very cruel, y/n. very cruel.

tears began to glide down effortlessly down my cheeks as the sudden breeze chills my spine. without her by my side, i'm afraid i won't ever stay warm.

we will meet here one day, y/n. i don't care if it's tomorrow or ten years from now. every time i come home, i will wait here everyday for you.

everyday.

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[present]

(you)

"taehyung, i wonder everyday if you've come back from living your dream." i speak my thoughts aloud as low footsteps of coming and going citizens roam around. "i wonder if bangtan was enough to make you happy."

i scoff to myself, remembering the very reasons.

"of course you're happy. you have money, fame, and even ARMYs by your side day and night. why wouldn't you be happy after reaching your dreams?"

"because i didn't have you." a deep and raspy voice comes from behind me and i'm quick to stand and turn around, frightened. "y/n."

i gasp, the shock still very surreal to my eyes. kim taehyung. it's really him. it's actually kim taehyung, the boy i grew up loving. kim taehyung of bangtansonyeondan. i wonder how he left the house unnoticed.

"taehyung.." i whisper, tears quickly forming in the brim of my eyes, my hands began to shake as i clutched the flowers i've picked in one. "is it really you?"

he nods, a nostalgic smile that makes my heart flutter appears on his lips. "and it really is you."

taehyung approaches me, his slow steps causing me to anticipate running and jumping into his arms instead. he reaches me and i clutch onto him, dropping the flowers in hand because he is the most important flower to me.

"i missed you too much." he whispers in my ear while ruffling my hair from behind. his grip on me is strong, desperate to feel my warmth that he's been lacking.

"and i've missed you, too." i reply, hugging him with all that i have, the tears in my eyes continue flowing and nothing in me could stop them.

taehyung pulls back from the hug and wipes my rosey tear-stained cheeks with a small tear running down his cheek.

"i don't want to see the person i love cry over me, someone that just decided to leave because his dreams were more important than her—because they weren't." taehyung says, inching our faces closer as i melt into him.

"don't say that—" he hushes me.

"it's true. those dreams were just dreams as a young boy. i'm now a mature man eight years later and i need you in my life, y/n. i never meant to hurt you when i left that day. if i could've changed anything, i would've chosen to stay that day with you."

"taehyung, you're saying ridiculous things. ARMY is your life. you don't know what you're spitting out."

tears spills more and more because of guilt and once the old memories wash past, they hit you like a wave of euphoria. i'll cherish and remember those memories forever, but i couldn't be taehyung's anymore.

"y/n, i love you and i always have. you were who i wanted to be mine since forever. when i came back eight years ago to keep the promise, i only came back to find that you had left me. how could you just get up and leave me like that?"

i shook my head, not believing this moment. it wasn't me then, but it definitely is me now.

"taehyung, don't you remember? you were the one who got on that train and left first." i pull myself out of his grasp and stand in front of the boy i used to love.

"y/n, i—"

"plus, there's nothing we can't change." i turn around to face the street and taehyung is left staring at my back, feeling his heart empty out.

"w-what do you mean?" he stutters as i hear him desperately try to hide the tears in his voice.

i turn to look in the eyes of my first love, the gloss in his eyes making it unbearable to look into but i do it anyways. "i'm married now, taehyung."

"y/n.." he eyes the diamond ring on my finger and his voice breaks, along with his heart.

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i am so sorry that i haven't written in a while. i have the time, i'm just fairly lazy lol. anyways, much love:)

- alice:)

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