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..⃗. chapter twenty three : loading.... 𑁍ࠜೄ ･ﾟˊˎ
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𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕:
it took all five boys to drag taehyung out of jungkook's hospital room.
taehyung couldn't stop crying. agonized screams continued to erupt from his chest no matter how hard he tried to stop.
the love of his life was gone. the love of his life, his other half, his everything. the truth was, jungkook didn't even remember taehyung after he was injured, not until the last seconds of his life. that is why his last words, on his deathbed, were: i love you.
taehyung didn't want to let go.
he loved jungkook too much.
it's my birthday.
this was what he realized as he drove to the home he hadn't visited for a month, hands shaking on the steering wheel. it was december 3rd, the day he was born, and the day his lover died. how would he live through every year, knowing that every year older he grew was one year more that jungkook was no longer here?
he got a call from jin's phone; the boys made sure he arrived home safely and ensured he was okay. they would come over later to celebrate his birthday, they said.
i don't want to celebrate, he thought.
taehyung hung up, sullen eyes staring emptily at the wooden door in front of him. he had never noticed the mold at the bottom corner before.
..⃗. chapter twenty three : ... complete! 𑁍ࠜೄ ･ﾟˊˎ
