We stood on the very own, Seoul City Wall.
I gasped scanning the buildings below.
It was so amazingly beautiful, it was unexplainable.
The buildings lit up at night, lights gleaming, they all matched in unison where it was a masterpiece.
We both stood at the top, I raced over towards the ledge and peered over,
"Taehyung.."
I trailed off.
I glanced over at him as he stood, hands in his pockets.
I lumbered towards him, looking up at him.
"Taehyung this is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me."
I thanked.
Taehyung lightly punched my shoulder, as I laughed.
"Ya you pabo ah, that's it?"
Taehyung pouted.
I chuckled as I squeezed him tightly, playfully as he groaned.
I let go of him as he acted over-dramatic.
"Ouch jugeullae (you want to die)!"
Taehyung teased as he held up his fists.
"Aniya, I was just kidding!"
I shrieked running away!
"Ya come back here!"
Taehyung called behind me as I began sprinting.
I raced down the ledge, plopping down onto the grass that gave a closer look of Seoul.
I sat and watched the sky, distracted at the beautiful city lights.
I didn't even notice as I almost fell over, as arms wrapped around my neck.
"Ya let go!"
I whined.
Taehyung pretended to choke me as he even made strange sounds before releasing me.
He sat down next to me as I stared over at him.
He looked paler than usual as I cupped his chin to stare at me.
"Ya are you okay?"
I asked.
He nodded his head, lazily moving my hand away from his face.
"I just feel tired, and a bit weak."
He coughed out.
"Taehyung gwenchena? want me to get you som-"
Taehyung began coughing louder, shocking me as drops of blood drooled out of his mouth.
"Taehyung!"
I gasped.
I quickly took off my cardigan I was wearing and immediately began wiping his mouth.
Blood began to spew out of his mouth as he coughed wildly.
"Are you okay, do you need food or wate-"
"I'm not hungry."
Taehyung choked.
He began oozing blood into my cardigan, as I held it up for him.
"Taehyung I'll go get help, stay here and don't mov-"
BANG!
Everything went pitch black.
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He's Different | p.jm
FanfictionAll my life I was used to getting the short end of the stick. My father was abusive, my mother had passed, and the only thing that kept me from losing my sanity were my best friends. Life was not just about the destination but the path, and I couldn...