Kim Taehyung hadn't designed a tattoo since his brother died, he simply couldn't find the inspiration.
Y/F/N couldn't face the scars that covered her body, they were a constant reminder of her tragic past and so she asked for his help.
Design her...
Taehyung did what he did best, he focused on work and avoided everything else. Telling himself he was absolutely fine, that eventually he would forget all about his brief relationship with Y/N and things would go back to normal but two weeks later and things weren't better they were far worse.
He was miserable, a constant ache in his chest that refused to go away no matter how much he wished it would.
The messages still came from Y/N daily, little ones saying she missed him or was still there if he needed her and the guilt he felt for ignoring them was immense.
He hated himself for the way he treated her, for not going after her and explaining himself.
He was such a coward.
Why couldn't he let Jin go?
Why couldn't he put his fears of losing those he lovedaside?
Jimin refused to leave, saying he was there as support regardless of how many times Tae kept insisting he was fine.
Jungkook hadn't spoken to him since the night everything happened and he knew the younger male was stubborn enough to ignore him forever if Taehyung didn't take the first step to reconcile, he was too upset with him over how he treated Y/N and Taehyung couldn't blame him really.
Yoongi and Hoseok left the day after everything happened but still called and sent messages to check on him which Taehyung always replied to with a 'I'm fine, stop worrying.'
Namjoon didn't say much but Taehyung didn't miss the way he would stare at him when working, obviously keeping an eye on him and reporting back to Jimin.
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"Do you want some hot milk before bed?" Jimin asked, head popping around the door to Taehyung's bedroom.
"No I'm good thanks." Taehyung forced a smile, pulling his blanket up higher.
"Well, I'll be making some for myself so let me know if you change your mind or....if you want to talk."
Taehyung felt the guilt eat away at him, Jimin looked so tired and so very sad and it was all his doing.
He was hurting everyone.
"Night Tae, love you."
"Night."
Once the door closed and Jimin moved downstairs Taehyung sighed, he was tired.
He just wanted to forget everything, allowsleep to carry away his troubles if only for tonight.
The treehouse.
Tae suddenly foundhimself walking down a very familiar path, one that winded though beautiful rose bushes of various colours.
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