TOTGA - BOOK2 - TK

Y𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚

today was taehyung's rest day.

he should be resting, he should be on bed because he is tired from work but either way, he was just here. walking slowly to chaeyoung's place.

a yellow pad was on his right arm, tears purely visible on his cheeks they were drained cause of crying earlier.

he just got to met, baekhyun.

he visited him, trying to ask for a help because he was confused on what to do anymore, baekhyun pushed him on going to chaeyoung's grave. so he was here.

he reread every single things that chaeyoung wrote for him.he recall on what she said the day they met hoping for an answer. hoping for something positive.

"hey chae." he clutched the stem of his lilies and smiled at her tightly, he was trying to restrain his trembling lips.

"i read your letter again.." though his voice were soft, it was too much to listen because it made you lost. his voice is lost just like him.

"i have to tell him, i know." he got all his power to never stutter from his words.

"why does it have to be me, i have been out of the picture chae." he sobbed, looking at the yellow paper.

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[1 year ago...]

"minho right?" the said man looked around his shoulder just to be met with chaeyoung's smiles. he bowed his head.

"luna, what have got you here?" it made the woman smile, but it came sad, knowing she will never be it.

chaeyoung is always been the kind woman that he is, and everyone liked her for being like that. ever since then, she got the power. she wasn't that freak you will see on a movie of read on a stories.

she is the opposite of that.

"i came here to see, taehyung? is he here?" it made the man beamed and lead her to the model. he was currently on shoot but you know, it's the future luna.

"can you maybe wait for a minute of two? he isn't done from his shoot." she nod. looking around the room, she thinks it taehyung's office.

she have to limply stood up, her chest ache when she do so, starting to examine the room colored with light brown to beige and a white interiors mixed. the side of the room from the wall got the paintings and to the top of his table, is taehyung's picture.

a table in wooden style, a stand where a vinyl player beside it makes him smile sadly. "you both really like vinyl's huh.." she stated.

"luna..." she moved around and smile again.
"tae.."

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ever since then taehyung dont know what to do. he started to made himself more busy and more focused on his works to forget what she said for awhile.

but when it all came to fall down he was here again. kneeling infront of chaeyoung, to forgive him and to tell him what to do.

"why does it have to be me..."