I was sitting in the balcony, twirling a cigarette between my lips. You hated smoking. But it was a bad habit of mine, even back then. You always nagged me about it, until I grew tired of your nagging and stopped it. You liked when I smelled a lot cleaner and didn't smoke. And to be honest I was very happy about it too. But you know darling, after you left, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I couldn't help about it. And before I even noticed I started smoking again. Why? Why do I keep smoking? That's because I miss you. I miss you so much. And smoking reminds me of you. Of your nagging, of you proud smile when I told you I stopped smoking. And most important it reminds me of how you always snatched my cigarette away and gave me a kiss instead. It made both of us smile. After that I always blushed and you left out your signature honey like laugh. So every time I stare at the busy city below me I can't help but light up a cigarette and think of you. Think of us. Think about where we went wrong. Even though we went horribly wrong I'm not regretting any part of us.
Kim Taehyung aka the sweetheart
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FanfictionA story about him and her. A story about yin and yang. A story about me and you. A story about us. A story where Kim Taehyung starts to miss his first love Jung Wheein k.t.h. and j.w.i
