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love is a silent emotion. in time it becomes a part of the oxygen that someone needs to breathe. and although you might not know that love has blossomed in your heart and continues to bloom with each moment, every touch – any form of removal and the emotion begins to choke. love becomes so natural between two souls that its nearly undetectable, the happiness and perfectness that comes with being around that person almost feels like there was never a time where you had been apart. when one soul is absent, the life is sucked out from the blooming flower. its petals wilting and becoming desperate for that touch of love that had given it purpose in the first place.

the ravenette didn't know what to do with his flower, so young and still so new. he had the chance to nurture it, to let it thrive and just give it a chance, but somehow he was still so afraid. he didnt realize until the next morning there was something greater to be afraid of. jungkook woke up alone, feeling cold and naturally thinking of the one soul that could make anything better – and it terrified him that he almost let it go. he regretted his actions from the night before and for ever thinking he could go on and pretend like there was nothing between him and taehyung.

he used to think he was most afraid of dying. spending so many nights wondering what it would be like, how it would go and how much it would hurt. maybe it would feel like nothing, maybe the fear of choking on his own breath would somehow feel like falling asleep and everything would be peaceful after that.

now he was more afraid of losing taehyung.

jungkook realized that he could survive anything if he felt loved, even with these pains that come and explode within, his lungs being their own hand grenades ready to implode any day. with kindness he could make it through, with compassion there is grace. and when taehyung smiles at him, he is jungkooks heroine, his morphine, finer than any doctor can prescribe.

taehyung made him feel something more than the numbness or the pain, and he was a light that had him hoping for something more out of his life.

it took a long night with little sleep for jungkook to realize this, but when he woke up that morning and saw his blue flowers still sitting beside his bed. he was never more sure about anything else. there was just one more thing he had to do before going to find the handsome brunette.

he was throwing on a hoodie and grabbing his backpack in seconds, dark hair messy and eyes still swollen with the little sleep he managed to get last night. jungkook knew he'd get in trouble for leaving his room before breakfast and his first rounds of medication, but he couldnt wait. he had to go see her.

thats how he ended up peeking through around the doorframe, glancing over at the bed to see if she was still asleep or not. he knew it was early and didnt want to be rude, but he had to talk to her or else his mind would never rest.

"mrs kim?" his voice was soft, steps even softer as he walked into her room and surveyed the scene.

the woman stirred, sitting up a little more and waving the boy over. "im so sorry, its so early." jungkook was still talking quietly, but he came around her bed quickly and sat in the chair beside her bed.

"its alright dear, how are you feeling?" she asked him.

jungkook noticed her eyes, the bags underneath them and the paleness of her skin. she did not look too well and he forced a smile and tried not to stare too much. "im okay, how are you doing?"

"hanging in there." she managed a small smile, but her thin lips fell flat soon after.

jungkook didnt know where to start, having so many thoughts on your mind made it difficult to put them all in place considering he was still nervous to voice them out loud. saying anything out loud made them real.

"whats troubling you sweetheart?" mrs. kim spoke instead. she could sense the nerves coming off him easily, his eyebrows creased in thought and teeth biting on the inside of his bottom lip.

it was strange to jungkook that she was so open with him, so welcoming to a stranger that lived down the hall. they havent talked much, but jungkook felt like he could tell her anything, ask her anything. it was the same thing with taehyung. maybe it was a kim thing.

"when did it sink in-" the ravenette paused, playing with his fingers and glancing at the woman lying in the bed. she smiled small and patiently waited for the boy to continue. she didnt press him on, letting him continue only once he felt comfortable to do so. "when did it sink in, that this might be the end. how do you take that kind of news?"

mrs. kim simply smiled and pointed over to the bedside table. "take a look at that." she said, referring to the book next to her cup of tea. jungkook reached for it and placed it in his lap. her name was scribbled in full across the front, beneath a photo of her when she looked much healthier. taehyung was there too standing beside a man that must have been his father. they looked like they were on a cliff or something, a mountain behind them in the distance and all their hair was blowing around, stuck frozen in a beautiful photograph.

"go ahead, look inside." she said. jungkook did as he was told and flipped to the first page, seeing the photographs and captions with dates and where they had been taken. "it took me a while to come to terms with my diagnosis." she started to say, "but it took me less time to realize that i didnt want to spend the time i had left being upset about it." there was a distant look in her eyes as she glanced over at the scrapbook now, seeing the photos and going back to those places in her mind.

"i decided to spend everyday like tomorrow was my last. i spent it with my family and i did everything i wanted to do. i loved my husband more and i raised my child better. you learn to let go of things that dont really matter, because holding onto negativity drags us down. theres not enough time in our lives to not take advantage of the beautiful things in front of us."

jungkook smiled as she spoke, continuing to flip through the photos from their trip to rome and walking the beaches of some island. "these are beautiful." he said, eyes not leaving the pages and his smile didnt leave his face. he wondered what he would want to do right now, if he had the chance.

there was only one thing he could think about right.

"tomorrow is a gift jungkook. it is for everyone, not just us." she said. "what would you do with it?"

jungkook closed the scrapbook in thought, looking down at the cover and being drawn to one specific person. there was only one thing he could think about doing right now. if tomorrow wasnt promised to anyone, what would he regret?

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the door closed beside himself with a soft click, leaving his father in the practice room to get ready for his next lesson. he was done for today, shortly after bringing his father some lunch before the store to head on over and visit his mother. they had briefly talked over their meal, solemn words shared about fewer days and enjoying the sweet time they had.

taehyung had a sick feeling in his stomach. they couldnt put an exact date to it, so the randomness of it only had the boy feeling uneasy and unprepared. then again, how could someone prepare to lose their mom even if they knew exactly when it was going to happen. no ones ever ready for that type of change, that type of pain.

the brunette tried to push it from his thoughts, to think of anything else. unfairly it happened to be the way last night ended. which didnt do much to help him feel better.

it seemed impossible to know what was going on in jungkooks mind. one day they were being all playful and borderline flirtatious, and suddenly on another day jungkook would be all distant and closed off. it was starting to drive taehyung insane. he couldnt keep up with the emotional whiplash going on through his heart, whether it be between his moms good and bad days or the extremely confusing ravenette.

maybe if they just talked, actually talked about what was going on. maybe taehyung would know a little more about what was going on inside that boys head. maybe they could actually go somewhere and move forward with whatever they had going on – if there was anything going on. taehyung could also just be crazy.

the truth is, he was a little crazy.

crazy about jungkook. from his dark hair that was so soft to touch, to his bright personality that made him so pure. taehyung didnt know how someone so special could be in the position that jungkook was. it was simply unfair. he thought about this the whole way to the hospital, a small smile gracing his lips when thinking about the boy. he tried not to think about being rejected last night. he doesnt even know why he tried to kiss jungkook. it just seemed so right, under the stars and keeping him close to warm it up. it felt natural so he went for it. taehyung ignored the drop of his stomach, he had to be there for his mom and for jungkook. his silly little crush didnt matter right now.

taehyung thought he was comfortable with that decision. he even nodded a bit to himself as he stepped through the lobby doors, solidifying the fact that he needed to stop making moves when right now was not the time. except all that went out the window the second he tried to pass the check in desk in the lobby.

the elevator doors slid open slowly, barely wide enough but the ravenette squeezed through anyways. he couldnt wait either.

fate was funny like that. jungkook didnt come running down to the lobby floor expecting to find exactly who he was looking for walking in his direction – and taehyung didnt expect to look up and see that bright smile and fluffy head of hair bouncing as the boy came running towards him. fate expected it though, lining up our lives perfectly to fit into place like a puzzle. its what had the two boys meeting each others eyes, stomachs turning and hearts swelling with this new emotion making itself home inside the two of them.

jungkook smiled, feeling more sure now that he was looking right at taehyung. taehyung was still mildly shocked and didnt expect the ravennette to continue running right at him, jumping up and wrapping his arms around his neck in a tight hug.

taehyung took a step back to steady himself from the impact, his own arms going around the boys small waist. "woah there," taehyung voice was deep, same as the chuckle that escaped past plump lips. jungkook was still holding onto him in a hug, but he pulled away just enough to see him now. "whats going on kook?" he asked.

jungkook smiled, feeling the swirl in his stomach and the nerves make him feel like throwing himself down the elevator shaft. except nothing could deter him from this. he made up his mind and so did his heart. there would no longer be any wasted opportunities or fleeting moments or thoughts at night thinking about what could have happened.

so he closed that space. jungkook pressed their lips together and fluttered his eyes shut.

there was a small doubt that creeped into jungkooks mind when taehyung seemed to freeze, not kissing him back or really reacting at all – but then his arms tightened around the boys waist and taehyungs mouth moved so wonderfully against his own. jungkook was in the clouds, flying away from this tiny spot on the earth and soaring away into the universe. he was drowning in galaxies and seeing stars explode behind his eyelids. nothing felt better than kissing taehyung.

his lips were soft and his arms were strong, holding the ravenette so close and in this moment he knew that he never wanted to let go. taehyung didnt understand what had gotten into the boy, why he was running and what he needed so badly just for it to end up with their lips fitting perfectly together. eventually they had to pull away, jungkook breathing heavily and eyes screwed shut briefly. taehyung rubbed his back softly and waited until those dark eyes fluttered open. "what was that for?" he asked in a whisper.

jungkook smiled small, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling, "lifes too short to not take what we want." he was still trying to catch his breath, and taehyung was still rubbing soothing circles on his back that it wasnt really helping. "so tae?" he asked now.

"so?" taehyung copied him with a small smile on his lips too, and jungkook already wanted to kiss them again, and again.

"so tae, what do you want out of this?"

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