I needed more so that you'd let me inside to open the heavy, dusty curtain. Against your will, I dragged you to the beach and looked at you for a moment, and somehow you decided to speak up without any of my questions. I did not get the chance to open my mouth, it's like you knew what questions scratched at my heart.
"I transferred school because the people started to treat me differently," you made a small break, "after I attempted suicide"
Taehyung, your paralinguistic measure was empty and on the verge of flowing into a ecstatic state of naught— but your words contrasted so strongly with the way you said them, I wanted to dive and never hear words above the water's surface again.
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drought • taehyung
Fanfictiondrought; /draʊt/ "a prolonged absence of something specific." -don't let your sorrow root, taehyung. there is no sorrow because i don't feel- (short format, sensitive content)
