midnight has fallen down like a raven velvet blanket, swallowing up the daylight until it is dwindled to grey and eventually nothing at all. the air becomes cooler and the sound of silence much clearer that the rustling of leaves and whisper of wind are better portrayed.and in this sweet evening, taehyung has arrived at joohyun's apartment just to find the girl already settled herself on the linen couch, waiting for his visit.
"you came." the woman smiles softly.
"hey." he returns the greeting with his as well.
"did you have dinner with seulgi and jimin?" the actress asks her man.
"yea, we had stew. it was good, i'm still alive." the model casually cracks a joke which effortlessly makes the other chuckle.
then stillness crashes down once again, making their breath the main background music. sounds unsteady, they sure are nervous.
taehyung sits down as he switches his eyes to joohyun's, those that are holding untold stories that he wishes she would tell. in this instant he just wants her to know that everything is all right, that he would be with her and be hers through any storm, as long as she lets him stay in this safe home.
"bae," he puts his palm onto hers, rubbing it gently.
"yes?"
"trust me."
the sound of two words thrust through her heart and soul, his kind eyes are seeking for the truth lying underneath. yet all this time she refused to let him in, despite how much she wanted him to stay. she is afraid, afraid of what's coming up next in this relationship, of what the future is cruel enough to offer.
"i do, it's just..." her eyes go a little teary once they meet his.
"please don't cry," his hands cup her face, wiping the liquid sapphire. "i'm always here for you and for us, so calm down, let's overcome this together."
"...alright." she sniffs.
"what is it that's been creating a distance between us?" asks the man in his warmest tune.
"i...there was an impulse within me..." the beauty murmurs, cracked words remain audible.
"to?"
"...to break up with you."
though anticipated, the answer still makes taehyung's vibrant heart broken. his words refuse to come out and his lungs struggle for breath. the dark night seems darker as for loneliness is creeping in his thoughts, regardless of the woman's presence.
"did i do anything terrible to make you feel that way?" still, question attempts to be spoken against the model's ribs of stone.
"no, tae, it wasn't your fault." joohyun shakes her head, "it was me, i was a coward."
"you're not, bae." taehyung reaches for the woman's back again, offering her his signature consolatory hold. "you're the strongest woman in this world, that's guaranteed based on those smacks i got from doing false laundry."
the actress cracks a small laugh at his cute statement, which reminds her of how they connect to one another in a way people never feel. taehyung is different from other men, he saw the part of her soul that she never wanted to show to the world. then he came to touch and treasure this rawness of hers, drawing a bond that'd always stay tenacious no matter how hard others try to pull away. from those memories built together, taehyung is now the beating of her own heart and the flowing blood in her own veins.
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