flourished

Taeyeon breathes for the man who had flourished her to the woman she is right now. She feels woeful to need someone as a reason to live, being slightly

reliant. Tiffany might admonish her for that. The woman who held her hand through times of confusion and disorientation.

It was nice while it lasted.

Simply saying, Tiffany died. Taeyeon felt empty, like a life had been out off her. Soon she found herself tangled into a hospital bed, claimed to be mentally ill.

A wreck.

A lesbian wreck.

It was, before Suho walked in to her life.

Suho was a living man for sure. He chose to walk into her life all by himself.

She doesn’t want to go further about her past, because it’s a wreck.

But certainly, she has Suho by her side.

And she doesn’t want Jessica to take him away.

Just because she can.

“I feel hackneyed now”cackles Taeyeon, embittered by the fact that she has to succumb.

”A once broken woman who expects to be broken again!”she slurs, and glugs another liquor down to ; wiping the remaining traces with the back of her hand, raising the glass to the air.”One more!”

“Gee, Taeyeon. This is a very unhealthy way to vent your vexes, try with cheaper way, will you?Like milk?”The bartender, Byun Baekhyun halts, ripping her hold from the glass. Incoherent complaints begins to jiggle out from her lips, but Byun Baekhyun is as robust as a planet of Kryptonite.

“That’s the point. Milk doesn’t make me drunk and doesn’t drive me into euphoria. And you too, by suggesting that stupid idea”

“Chill, Taeyeon. Just trying to help here”shrugs Baekhyun, continuing on his job as a bartender.

Taeyeon sighs, and props her head on an arm.”I prefer to stay gay and lives in a crazy house than suffering through this”