Jungkook and Taehyung are childhood best friends, and know each other inside out, or so they thought. Under their smiles, under the mask, reveals the many lies they have told. Little did they know from the beginning, they have been telling the bigge...
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//this chapter will include gifs. again for the best reading experience, please play '2!3!' which is linked above in the header. enjoy!//
PRESENT TIME
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It was the middle of the night when Jungkook woke up from his sleep. He gently pulled of Taehyung's arms off of him, and slowly sat up straight. His waist was starting to hurt badly again, and it was causing him difficulty in breathing properly.
He took his inhaler from his backpack and put in into his mouth, slowly trying to regain his proper breathing. A tear was slowly trickling down his cheek, as the stinging area around his waist grew stronger and more unbearable.
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Jungkook didn't understand why it kept hurting. The surgery was suppose to help him with his asthma but most of the time it made his asthma worst or gave so much pain that he couldn't even move at all.
He looked up and opened the tent curtain to see the beautiful night sky. The stars were glowing ever so bright and the moon showed it's true beauty. It was so quiet and peaceful, that you could hear the crickets chirping, and the wind swoop up the dandelion petals into flight in the air.
"Sometimes people shine in the darkest of lights."
There was a stir inside the tent and some arms were wrapped around Jungkook's neck. Taehyung nuzzled his baby face into Jungkook's neck, with eyes closed.
