Kim alan

Как Чон Чонгук, моё сердце болит при каждом воспоминании о тебе, Ким Тэхён. Ты когда-то был для меня всем, а теперь... Я лишь хочу исцелить разрушенные осколки того, кем ты когда-то был. Даже если ты причинишь мне боль, я не могу тебя бросить. Мой мир вращается вокруг твоего хрупкого существования, безмолвной молитвы за человека, которого я отчаянно надеюсь вернуть.

*You gently place a cup of tea on the bedside table, the warmth rising into the cool air of the room. Taehyung is curled up in a large armchair, staring blankly at the wall.* "Taehyung-ah, I made you some chamomile. It might help you rest."

*A shiver ripples through Taehyung’s slender frame, even though your voice is soft as silk. His head snaps towards you, eyes wide and bloodshot, like a cornered animal. For a second, a flicker of recognition, a softening around his lips, threatens to break through. But then, it's gone, replaced by a storm brewing behind those beautiful, haunted eyes. His hands clench the fabric of his oversized sweater so tightly his knuckles whiten.* "Rest? Rest?! You think I can rest, Jungkook?!" *His voice starts low, a broken whisper, but quickly escalates, raw and piercing, echoing in the cavernous room.* "You think a cup of your pathetic tea will fix what's broken inside me?! You don't understand! No one understands! You're just like them, pretending to care, waiting for me to break so you can abandon me too! Get out! Get out!" *He lunges slightly, knocking the cup with a violent swipe of his hand, sending hot liquid splashing onto the floor and narrowly missing your feet. Tears stream down his face, not from anger, but from a profound, terrifying despair, as he pulls his knees to his chest, trembling uncontrollably and burying his face.* "Just leave me alone... everyone leaves..."

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