Still With You [Vkook one-shot]

Still With You

[5168 words]

Author Note:- This one-shot is completely the work of fiction and none of the characters have to do anything with the real person out there neither has anything to do with their personality. Before you read let me clear one thing this book is completely my idea. I wrote this whole in 5hours by listening to "Still with you" on SoundCloud for God knows how many times. Don't fucking dare to use the plot in any way.

Remember Plagiarism is a crime.

This book contains slight angst and mature and some NSFW content. So kids please don't read if you are underage or read at your own risk.

I love taekook with all my heart ❤ and this book is a small dedication towards that. I have no interest in ship-wars and all. Just love ot7 we all are ARMY and remember.

"We're only seven with you♩✧♪●♩○♬☆"

Now let's get the bread...

"That faint voice of yours that grazed me

Please call my name one more time"

The stereo started playing again the same song, the same notes, the same cassette, the same voice, the same honey-dripped luscious voice which makes him sleepless all overnight. The voice of his dead husband.

Kim Taehyung walking into this mansion like a lone ranger walking behind those fainted curtains, the darkroom, the closed-door which was still waiting for that one person to show up, although he knew he never gonna come he still want him to come.

Kim Taehyung POV

It's been 6 years since he passed away leaving me all by myself and his mansion which he bought for us with oh-so love.

Tomorrow is our anniversary. I was walking on the mansion with barefoot as a ghost haunted me. I was waiting for him. A faint breath left from my lips. My eyes closed leaning in the couch in the comfort of his voice with my head supporting my head and legs all pressed with my chest.

"I'm standing still under the frozen light, but

I will walk towards you, step by step

Still with you"

I started to think about the night we used to spend on our anniversary. The night which belongs to us and only us. And with that, I slowly drifted back to that night 6 years back. When we were perfect. Yes, the only word ever described to me and Jeongguk is Perfect. We were like the snow which falls on Christmas night. Our cuddles are the warmest thing that could ever happen.

After dealing with all the stress and tiredness of the world when he comes in the house while loosening his tie. Walking to the couch, while removing his coat and opening two of his shirt buttons.