taehyung finds freya crying in her room at two in the morning, tears falling off her cheeks onto the blanket. she's in her dressing gown, hunched up with arms wrapped around her knees. taehyung kneels beside her, looking up to swipe a tear as it makes its way down her cheek.
"freya."
she peers at him with glassy eyes and gives the most heart-wrenching look taehyung has ever seen. it twists his gut, turning until he shares her pain and feels everything she's going through.
there's a picture of freya's father, sepia and tarnished, in her hand. taehyung knew him, liked him, and reaches out to hold freya's hand. she leans into him, burrowing her face in his shoulder as tears seep through his shirt.
"my dad - he's gone."
"i'm sorry." he feels his own eyes watering. "so sorry."
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holy this is so short im v sorry guys i mean i wanted to write but there's really no plot here
