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[SHORT STORY]
"Sometimes I wish I could go back and redo my mistakes but then I realize that my mistakes are what formed me, I'm here simply for I did wrong."
"What did you do wrong?"
"I didn't allow myself to be happy, I lived in the sh...
"To have someone understand your mind is a different kind of intimacy" ~ unknown
"Deep conversations with the right person are timeless" ~ unknown
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The familiar pulsating crowd and vibrating floor made Taehyung's head throb. Nothing new. He watched Namjoon and Keunji disappear in the crowd, leaving him to mind his own business again. He remembered the first time they came to Neon, they had promised not to leave him but he was sure his drunk self had encouraged them to leave. However, they left him immediately without even letting him know.
Earlier today, when they had asked if he wanted to go, he declined. He didn't feel like going out and drinking, he wanted to stay home and watch TV. Namjoon had mumbled, "oh he's going back to his old self" and Keunji didn't agree with Taehyung's actions and had begged him to come. He didn't understand why they so badly wanted him to come if they were just going to leave him anyway.
He pressed the glass of Vodka to his lips before sighing and pulling it away. His head throbbed and he wondered why he had agreed to come. Did he have to keep up the wild persona in order to keep his friends? It's only been a few months and he was already tired of being like this, he didn't understand why they loved it so much. How can someone keep up this type of facade? Especially someone like Taehyung. He liked the idea at first but he no longer had the energy to keep it up.
He caught a glimpse of Seokjin and Hoseok dancing near the stage where the DJ cheered the crowd on. They looked so happy and were totally living in the moment, huge smiles and hands all over the place. People who liked it here came here to live. He lived once but not anymore. Taehyung looked down at his drink before passing it to someone else and getting up from his seat. Phone in his hands, Taehyung tapped on a chatbox and texted the only person that seemed to like him for his real, authentic self.
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"Hey, Yoons," Jungkook called out, peeking into the guest room which his best friend basically took as his own.
