Taehyung was the darling child of his beloved parents. As an only child of his parents, he wanted to make them proud. But how did a virtuoso like him manage to become a gigolo?
Jungkook married the love of his life
and would do anything to save th...
"Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow, May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow."--
Author unknown
Jungkook P.O.V
In search of better times, I lost the good ones. I wish I had listened to my brain rather than following my heart blindly. I wish Emilia came in my life with love and compassion. Heartbreaks are painful and almost unbearable.
I wish I hadn't known some of the ways of life. Some truths are better untold. Some knowledge is better unknown. I knew there's nothing more valuable than the present. Yet I couldn't stop myself from holding onto the past. The past which seemed too good to be true.
I wanted to run, away from family, friends, feelings, moments, gatherings, realisations. I feared human beings more than anything, because I thought they'd come close to take advantage of me.
My first love made me do injustice to my family, friends and people who came into my life with love.
Throughout my life, it was the stories that I have heard about my wife refrained me from giving the love and attention my near and dears deserved. With her presence in my life, the repentance only grew heavier on my shoulders.
I wanted to fall in love. I wanted to be hugged by someone and feel their warmth. I wanted to allow myself to fall in love with Taehyung. When I looked into his eyes, I saw countless shining pearls around the corners that attested his admiration for me. Yet the cynicism that was ingrained in me wasn't allowing me to fall for him.
I wanted to hold his unbelievably beautiful hands, wanted to caress his bread like cheeks, I wanted to get lost into his beautiful eyes, wanted to feel the warmth his body radiated. But the churning of the wheels of my brain stopped me from developing feelings for him.
Emilia never loved me. She loved the idea of love. That's why she failed to love me back. You can't give what you don't have, right?
A/N: please forgive this pathetic excuse of an author for being a lazy bum and writing this shortass chapter. University is being a bitch. Thoughts on this smol chapter?
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