"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓘 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮." - 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓻

4 years later.

I parked my car in front of Wintersweet Creations early in the morning.

The fragrance of the scented flowers flared my nostrils as I made my way inside.

Jimin quickly turned his gaze to my direction, a small smile slowly appearing in his lips.

"Hey, Kook. You came early today." Jimin greeted, smile as dazzling as the flowers surrounding him.

"Hey, Chim. Got my flowers ready?" I asked, gazing around the whole shop in astonishment.

All kinds of flowers are there, beautifully decorating the whole place.

"Yeah. Here." Jimin ducked down and scanned the ready made bouquets on the rack.

He stood and handed me a bouquet of purple lilacs, scented and just downright gorgeous.

Fitting for the recipient.

"Going to see him?" Jimin asked with a soft smile.

I smiled back as I nodded my head. "Yeah. Who else?" I winked, making Jimin shake his head.

"You're whipped as fuck." Jimin commented which made me chuckle.

"I am." I waved my hand and headed for the door.

"I'll be going, Chim." I uttered, quickly hopping in my car, driving to the place where I'll see my purple lilac.

My first and last love.

The green meadow and the peaceful sound of the surroundings welcomed me as I walked my way to him.

The place was full of serenity which calmed my senses and replaced my sad smile with a contented one.

I walked in silence until I finally saw him. I stood with the flowers in my hand, feeling my chest tightening from all the emotions I'm feeling inside.

I went near, stopping in front of my love once more.

"I miss you, Taehyung." I whispered as tears flow down my sorrowful eyes.

I leaned down, placing the purple lilacs in front of his tomb.

"Another year has passed without you by my side, my love." I whispered, tracing his beautiful name with my fingers.

A sad smile escaped my lips with every stroke of my fingertips.

"I miss you.. I miss you so bad."

When Taehyung said he'll leave, it never occurred to me that he'll leave me for good and will never return.

I should've seen the signs, but my anger had made me blind from the truth.

I lost him from leukemia, his sickness that I only learned about when he was on the verge of dying.

One day, his mother suddenly contacted and out of nowhere asked me to come see Taehyung because he's begging to see me.

See me for the last time.

I was so confused when I learned that he didn't leave the country and was staying at a hospital in the city.

All the lies, all the pain, all the regrets came flooding in my heart as I made my way to him.

It's painful. God knows how much pain I had gone through upon seeing him again after a long time.

But the sight of him is something I didn't expect to see.

He's too frail, too weak to even offer a smile as he saw my face. I saw his tears blinding his eyes as he forced himself to welcome me with a hug.

I've never felt so lost in my life as I made my way to him, cradling him in my arms as I cried with him.

Taehyung... my Taehyung..

As I hugged his dying body in my arms, only then was I able to realize why he had pushed me away before.

He had made me believe that he didn't love me anymore because he didn't want me to suffer the pain of losing him from his sickness.

He had pushed me away in the hope that when he leaves this world, I won't be left alone in misery.

He chose to hurt me with harsh lies than make me suffer with the painful truth.

My Taehyung...

He endured the pain all by himself as he cared for me more than he has cared for himself.

And all the while, I came to hate him in the thought that he had never loved me.

Turns out, I'm a fool to think that way.

His love was pure and true. It's not tainted with selfishness, not blinded by anger.

His love is selfless.

And it was too late for me to realize it.

Taehyung had left me.

He had left me and will never return in my arms.

It may have hurt for a long time, and who knows when I'll be able to move on from this heartache.

But just like the flowers blooming beautifully each year, I won't stop loving him.

I know I'll see him soon.

And maybe then, our love will have a chance to bloom.

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End.

3k special. 💜 Thank you so much for all the love you're giving me.

Though my books give you pain sometimes, you're still there to support my works.

Let me tell you this, roses. For me, love is always connected with pain. If you didn't get hurt when you love, then maybe you haven't really loved in the first place.

It's not an emotion that's just full of fluff and happiness. When you love, you'll experience a bliss of emotions you never knew you had.

You may not agree with this but that's fine. Everyone has experienced something different from others.

But let's deal with what we have in common.

And that's love, regardless of its form.

I love you my dear roses. 💜💜💜

Writing stories is worthwhile with all of you around.

Cheers for more taekook works in the future.

xoxo

Your girl,

Rosie. 💜