THE VIOLINIST AND HIS PIANIST. / KTH

thirty four

"taehyung."

although the manly, husky

voice had called the violinist's name,

both of our head turned around.

i knew the voice sounded familiar,

but i couldn't have guessed that

yoongi would be approaching us.

he nodded to me, as if 

he was greeting.

i waved anxiously back,

but by the time i did so,

yoongi's gaze was focused on taehyung.

"ar-are you alright?"

he asked.

taehyung gave him a small smile.

"no, i'm not," he responded.

"but i'm not stuck in that

humid hospital room,

so i'm grateful for now."

yoongi coughed.

"well," taehyung started.

"what brings you here?"

"i'm sorry," the older stammered.

"i'm sorry about everything.

about punching you,

and also for putting you in such

a dangerous situation."

there was a moment of silence,

only for a couple of seconds,

before the violinist spoke again.

"apology accepted.

you don't need to be sorry for me, hyung.

i think the person you should

truly apologize for is

yourself.

you've put yourself

around unhealthy situations,

hanging out with the wrong crowd

and all. 

promise me you won't do that

to yourself ever again."

"hm," yoongi hummed in agreement,

smiling. "i will."

this earned a smile

 from taehyung as well.

+sorry for being so inactive

nowadays! pls feel free

to reconnect with me 

through my messageboard/pm.

school has just been a little

busy for me!