I'm a Physical Therapist, Not a Love-Maker
Description
It was five years ago when Taehyung last cried. It was five years ago when Hoseok left him. Taehyung didn't know what was right, all he did was drown himself with an everyday routine that never failed. It was in November when that routine was disrupted. It was in November that he saw him again. It was in November that he lost it. Everything changed for him.
Foreword
Hoseok widened his eyes and let his lips curl into a smile. Snickers were being released that soon developed into a drawn out laugh. "W-what's funny, H-Hyung?"
"You! You're ridiculous, Taehyung!" Hoseok continued to laugh, wiping tears from the corner of his eyes. "Men don't love other men!"
"W-Why n-not?" Taehyung had tears rolling down his cheek, words were being choked into his throat.
"Are you serious right now? You're so incompetent, naive. If you have learned anything throughout your life is that men don't love other men, only women." Hoseok spat.
"But why can't I love you!? Love is love, no matter the gender, right?" Taehyung was wailing now, the tears wouldn't stop.
"We're only a year apart, but you act as if you haven't matured at all. Goodbye, V."
BTS VHOPE ONESHOT. J-HOPE X V. JUNG HOSEOK X KIM TAEHYUNG.
Please vote and subscribe to this story! This is just a rather dragged-on one shot I wrote because I was feeling it like hella and I was like yeah this will work.
Inspired by my daydreams and tears by Bang Yongguk's song AM 4:44.
I will make sure to post a photo soon.
Thank you for all the comments! I hope you will all enjoy reading this.
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