“Where did I put my phone again?” Maya asked herself and he watched as she struggled to figure out where she placed her cellphone. Clumsily, she slipped on the floor mat and fell on her . Aching and annoyed, Maya sighed before cursing at no one under her breath. He silently watched her, holding back his burning desire to get down from where he was and aid her. 

Instead, he clenched his fist and looked away from her. In less than a minute, her husband would come in through the front door, carry her up and fix her pain - Maya doesn’t need him to help her anymore.

He stood up from where he was and got on his way back home. Through it all, the usual bright moon did not distract him, not even the slightest bit. The passing, whispering wind did not entertain him; nothing was taking the pain away. But the tears weren’t falling either. He could leave or he could stay. But he had to think of her and if he thinks of her, even if he hurts, he will make sure she will feel nothing of the pain at all. Because for him even with pain, he could still watch her and tend away to his heart.

Taehyung did not want this, who would’ve? But this was not a choice and as much as he wanted to fix his reality that were slowly eating him inside out, he could do nothing but familiar himself with the change. Taehyung had fallen in love and he knew it would destroy him when he first starting loving her but if it were Maya, a thousand times over, he would destroy himself again. If he was patient enough, this would be over soon and it wouldn’t hurt as much as it is hurting right now. But it really does not matter. 

Even if he had to go through what he had over and over again, he would because if it were for Maya, he would do anything at all.