A/n: Oh well, I was initially planning to make a second chapter for this from Tae's pov because I like angst and I find myself better at it than fluff. So you better go through this for today or wait until tomorrow for something sweet ^~^ okie then, enjoy~

Summary: Where Taehyung comes back from abroad and hopes Yoongi can fix him, make him return. 

He looks at me. I smile, need to smile, need to show him I'm strong enough now. But it backfires. He thinks I'm happy to be leaving so he smiles back; he shouldn't be smiling back. I want to ask him if he minds me going at all but then tears spill from his eyes and I'm touched by how much he truly cares for me. I touch the soft skin of his cheeks, unsure of when I'll be able to feel it beneath my fingers again. I expect him to lean into my touch, tell me that I didn't really have to go, that it was fine to stay in Daegu. 

But he doesn't. He flinches at my touch and swats my hand away. He distancing himself and even though I know he's doing it to make it easier for me to leave, I am hurt beyond expectations. I look at him and this time he smiles warmly, understandingly, and I feel tears flow down my face because I know how much I'll miss him. He pulls out a tissue from his jacket pocket and I giggle, knowing that I will never find anyone who's always just so 'ready' for any situation. I hug him one final time, pouring all my emotions into the embrace and walk away with a smile.

Hoping that I'll be able to meet him again, I board the plane. 

Cherishing every breathe I took with you, I awaited being in your presence once again.

It's been five years. Five years since I saw him, five years since I felt the familiar warmth of his lingering touch, five years since I felt loved. I walk out of the airport and suddenly am grabbed and there are arms wrapped around me. I realise how much I've missed thi