Taehyung was only calling Yoongi in bad nights.
But Yoongi would never ask for anything.
He was only giving.
And Taehyung was only taking, feeling a slight bit of guilt with everytime he did it again.
A bit turned into pure liability which started to rip him apart with every moment he wasted of Yoongi's time.
His heart ached and it was more than before, whenever he looked into Yoongi's eyes, he was able to see nothing but empty and blank black holes which were swallowing all the pain without Yoongi's mind thinking about it even twice.
Yoongi was to busy with protecting others than taking care of himself.
He was trying to do the only thing Yeji wanted him to do;
Love himself.
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Nyctophilia
FanfictionI've been down and lost for days; glad I found you on my way. [Sequel to White Walls/Cactus]
