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The days would pass with Taehyung trying to keep up his friendly face while staring at the dozen of flowers.

They somehow made him forget about time.

But not about the pain.

And his soul was still damaged.

He wasn't dead inside yet, like Yoongi, who bared too much pain in the past but didn't hesitate to take Taehyung's as well.

Perhaps that was what taehyung liked about Yoongi.

When Yoongi's dead eyes tried to keep Taehyung's innocent soul alive at night.

Always shortly after 2 am when the streets were getting empty and dying.

And Yoongi would mumble syllables of comfort when Taehyung was at the edge again.

,,You can't escape, unless you close your eyes, this ain't a dream."

And Taehyung would always close his eyes.

But while he was dreaming, he could feel Yoongi leaving.

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