Listen to BTOB’s Only One For Me

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I’m on my way to you right now

Much faster than the end of spring

I have something to say, if I don’t say it

I might regret it all my life

I can finally live when I breathe with you

I can’t snap out of it, my eyes are closing

I just want you to know

I’m the real one that you’re looking for

Let’s place our worries and anxieties over on the other side

Now I’m going to pick up our photos

And place them in your hands

So they can be seen wherever you go

Tell me you can’t live without me

I can’t live without you, it has to be you

No matter how much I think about it, it’s you for me

I don’t want to regret, I love you

Cuz u r the only one

There’s nothing Taeyeon wants to do right now but to kick her car’s accelerator just to catch Tiffany before she leaves their shared apartment. Damn! She muttered a curse on her mind. I can’t let her leave. I can’t let her go without telling her what I feel.

“Taeyeon!” her friend calling her from the passenger seat. “Yah! Kim Taeyeon! Are you going to get us killed?!”

“If I don’t hurry, I might just lose my chance!” she said to her business partner-slash-friend.

“Then why did you just realize it now? You should have told her before she even dated that guy. If you have told her before, then I wouldn’t be riding your car to hell. I should have beaten you a long time ago.”

“Just, please. shut up, Sunny! I don’t need your scolding now.” she said in the nicest way she could because she was getting pissed at the moment.

While she and Sunny was on a business trip, Tiffany called her about her plan on accepting her boyfriend’s offer to move in with him.

“You know, I would want to settle down one day, right? He’s a nice guy...”

She remembered her words. It struck her heart. That was it. She thought at first that he would just be like the other guys her best friend dated. She never thought that she would be this serious.

After that call, Taeyeon wasn’t able to focus on their business trip in Jeju. On their last night before leaving she told her friend about it over a bottle of beer.

“I’m going to ask you this: Do you want to live in regret not telling her how you really feel? Do you want to live your life with that regret? That ‘what if’ in your life? Do you?”

That question made her contemplate. Can I? Can I live without her? Before she can even give her her answer, she has received a message from her best friend telling her that she might not be able to wait for her return because she plans to do the move the next day. She suddenly stood up from her seat surprising her friend.

“Hey, what happened?”