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After a peaceful and joyful dinner all three walked down the streets..Taemin walking in the middle holding both Y/n's and Jungkook's fingers. Jungkook looked at the little kid who jumped and walked and looked at the other person walking lost in her own thoughts.
He smiled as he observed everything. Even though she looked lost he found her most beautiful girl shining under the moonlight.
~*~
He looked at Y/n sitting on the bench while looking at Taemin eating his ice cream. She was wiping the ice cream which was smudged over his face. His eyes had a short and sweet smile as he looked at her laughing, but he didn't know the reason. Taking his phone out he made sure to capture the moment secretly to himself.
He adored her, adored the way she was strong enough to catch herself, adored her for her beauty, adored her for her love towards Taemin, adored the way she stood up for herself and her son and mainly adored how she represented herself from the day they met.
~*~
8 years later.
Y/n sat on the bench smiling as she looked at Taemin and Jungkook being a mess at everything they're planning to do. She smiled and looked down at her hand with a ring on it.
She was ready to take a new step with him in a few days and be his forever. Her eyes travelled towards the environment until it stopped in two pairs of eyes which caught her attention. She curiously stood up and walked forward.
Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at him. His eyes, his body structure and everything.
Y/n: Taehyung
She whispered as he looked at her and smiled.
Taehyung: Y/n
He smiled as he quietly walked forward standing close to her.
Taehyung: How are you?
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He asked, he seemed slightly awkward as she looked at him and gave him a smile replying.
Y/n: I have been good. What about you?
She whispered as he looked at her and nodded. His words stopped at his track as he looked at her with tear filled eyes. Not being able to hold himself back he hugged her tightly. She stood there frozen for a while but later on she hugged him back.
Taehyung cried his heart out as she stood there caressing his back. Her heart ached but still she managed to stand up and hug him till he controlled his emotions.
He parted the hug and wiped his tears, he looked at her and whispered.
Taehyung: I missed you.
She looked at him until her eyes averted towards the person who came and held her waist. Her eyes fell upon him as she smiled. There stood Jungkook.
Taehyung looked at both of them as his heart broke, he knew he would see her at this point but he knew he brought this topic to end here by himself.
Jungkook: hey...I'm Jeon Jungkook..Y/n's fiance.
He said. A strange air of heart being broken and awkwardness got covered as Jungkook steps. Taehyung looked once at Y/n and him and nodded once again and smiled and accepted the handshake that Jungkook had forwarded. Silence took over as Taehyung lightly tapped his feet and looked away.
Y/n looked at him and gave a deep breath, she looked at Taehyung who was staring somewhere else. She followed his gaze until it landed on Taemin. She looked at Jungkook.
Y/n: Kookie go and call Taemin…
She whispered as Jungkook looked at her for a while and nodded. Lightly stepping back he walked away to call him.
Taehyung: Do you forgive me now?
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He asked as Y/n straightened up and looked at his eyes. His eyes could represent his pain as she nodded.
Y/n: I do...after all these years and everything I can't hold on to unforgiveness to you…
She whispered as Taehyung looked at her and smiled.
Taemin: dad
He said as Taehyung looked at him. He quickly went towards him and hugged him tightly. Jungkook stepped away from Taemin and Taehyung and walked towards Y/n. He held her hand and smiled as both watched the reunion of father and son. They both could see them crying as Y/n gave a deep sigh.
Y/n and Taehyung were those parts, which were meant to be together but not forever. But when there's a topic for forever it's often about the memories but not love.
With an hour of time being, Y/n, Taemin and Jungkook stood there ready to part their ways with Taehyung. Taehyung smiled and looked at Y/n and Taemin. Walking towards them he held both of their hands.
Taehyung: I'm sorry for the past we had...I Hope you both can forgive me from your heart..and don't forget I love you both to the end of me.
He whispered as Y/n and Taemin looked at him and nodded.
Taemin: Daddy, we forgive you.
He whispered as Y/n looked at Taehyung and smiled.. Taehyung smiled too, with a deep breath he pulled both of them into his embrace and hugged them tightly with his eyes closed. This was not the end of their meetings but he knew this would be the end of the relationship they had in the past.
Jungkook stood there watching the three of them. He felt bad for being the part of Taehyung's new pain but at that point he didn't care about anything but to keep Y/n and Taemin close to himself and a part of himself.
Within a few minutes, the two of them parted ways as three of them walked away. Taehyung looked at them until they disappeared from his eyesight. Looking away he whispered to himself
"Staying far away...I will love you and make sure to preserve the happy memories we had within myself, and die for this unrequited love everyday."
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