Flower Boy ◆ KimTaehyung✔

vingt-six

I dragged my feet over the pavement, feeling the warm summer breeze being replaced by fall's much colder one, like a really sneaky omen of Mother Nature herself.

I was slowly starting to feel like shit, as I realized how insensitive I had acted towards Taehyung.

Said boy was following behind, incredibly quiet, I almost failed to hear him if it wasn't for his hesitant footsteps.

"Listen, Tae-"

"Let's not talk about this." He cut me of quietly, voice sounding drained and tired.

Of course, I understood that having a friend witness or hear what I did was embarrassing for a person like Taehyung, but that hadn't been what I wanted to say.

"I wanted to say that I'm sorry for not saying anything in there. I could've said so much yet..."

I didn't finish my sentence and he gave me a look that kinda scolded me but told me that he wasn't fazed by my words at the same time, and although his eyes were still reddened and his voice still shaky this very expression felt not weak at all, "It's not your fault. My problems aren't your responsibility."

I averted my gaze, not agreeing with his words.

We had stopped and were now standing in front of each other.

Tae brought his right hand up to his other arm and scratched the inner side, making the skin appear red and irritated, his nails dug in to his skin before he took in an unsteady breath and closed his eyes, "Y/N..."

"You can sleep at my place today if you want!" I burst out.

"No, I-"

"Or tomorrow as well, it's up to you!"

"Y/N-"

"I really don't mind! I'd actually feel-"

"Y/N!"

I closed my mouth, stopping my uncontrollable flow of words at Tae's unusually harsh voice.

As I looked up to him I met a pair of teary eyes looking down on me.

"They are going to send me away."

No

"W-What?"

"They are going to send me to a christian private school. They said, this way I won't bother them anymore and can be told the 'right' way of being a guy."

No no no no no

I wasn't able to say anything, not even to open my mouth. My tongue felt like glued to its place.

Tae... away? As in, not here anymore? As in, not with me anymore?

I didn't move a single muscle, yet I felt a tear slip down my cheek making me blink severely to avoid anymore to come.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I... I don't have anything to say in this."

I nodded. I knew that already.

But it hurt. The thought of Taehyung not being with me anymore.

I didn't care about being alone. I was used to it. I enjoyed spending time alone. But I cared about Tae being alone.

"A christian school you said?"

Why did his adoptive parents try to change him so bad? Why didn't they see how beautiful he was this way?

Why would someone want to change Kim Taehyung; the prettiest, smartest and strongest human in this world? I wanted to tell him that. And that I liked him too, a lot. And that I wanted him to stay with me.

But I guess you can't always get what you want.

Because I didn't say any of these things.

Because I was a coward who, till the very end, wasn't able to face her own feelings. Because I never was.

So, the only thing I said was: "I hope you'll be happy there."

Taehyung snorted, "Yeah, right. How am I supposed to be when you aren't with me."

I bit my tongue, feeling my eyes tearing up again and fighting against the urge to hug the fuck out of this boy.

"When will you go?"

"...tomorrow morning." He answered quietly.

Too soon

too soon, too soon, too soon

I wasn't ready to say goodbye yet. He just told me he would go. This all happened way too fast.

It felt as if my whole life was slowly slipping out of my hands. It kinda was.

"Then... bye I guess." I mumbled.

I looked at his face one more time. Took in his flawless features and his freckles, his brightly pink hair and big brown eyes, so that I would never forget them. The little scratch on his nose from the fight he got into and these beautiful white teeth that flashed as he fought this even more beautiful smile onto his face, "I hate goodbye's."

Oh, so did I.

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Very short update but you see it's important

I was listening to Sam Smith's ' too good at goodbye's' while writing this and now I'm crying oop guess I gotta add this song to the story's playlist