I opened my mouth once finishing the letter, feeling my tears roll down my cheeks. It all made sense now, finally. So much relief filled my entire being, but a desire to kiss his neck was even bigger than that relief. I turned over the letter and saw a quick message, something he always did on notes.

I know you hate clichès, but P.s. sorry that I threw up when we first hugged.

I giggled out loud, a endearing smile appearing across my face. I shook my head and folded the paper back as I kissed it. I put it inside of my pocket and quickly got out of the car. I began running towards the city as fast as I could. Even a feeling of hope filled my emotional state that brought back a memory of a humorous Taehyung, who wasn't always like this.

I ignored the way my almost bare legs felt cold as wind brushed against them whilst I was running. I thought quickly about where he would be as I decided to get towards the streets we walked on, knowing he loved hanging around there. I passed the train tracks and took a right turn as I ran through the dark alley. I finally got onto the streets as I breathed heavily, looking left to right. I ran down the street to the lamp post that was near one of the glass newsstands.

I noticed his figure, all scrunched down as he was drawing with graffiti. A sudden feeling of fear and panic washed over me, scared he'd get into trouble. I ran towards him as his focused face turned to me once he heard my hurried steps. "Mouse, what are you doing? You're going to get in trouble." I spoke as my eyebrows furrowed in worry. "It's safe here, no one has even walked here tonight but you and me." He spoke so surely of himself, continuing to draw.

I noticed he cooled down, making me observe his focused face. I stared at him like I wanted to sink in every part of him and his movements. In silence I sat down as he stood in front of me, still doing his graffiti. He noticed I had been staring at him, so he furrowed his eyebrows slightly out of confusion. "What?" He spoke, managing to confusedly giggle a little bit. "Mouse. I-I read your letter." I managed to spit out, feeling my heart beat violently speeding up. The sound of spraying stopped once he heard me finish my sentence. He looked right through me, keeping the silence between us for a while until he began talking.

"Did you read all of them?" He questioned, his hand still raised up in the air, pointing to the stained window. "Does it even matter?" I spoke in a quite discouraging tone, still keeping my admiration of him inside my eyes. He looked down as he gave up on his point, the circumstances making him agree to my point. "What did you think of it?" He shyly asked as he avoided my eyes. "I think it's beautiful, Taehyung. I love knowing I'm your main daisy." I spoke as I felt my eyes water out of the warm feeling of happiness. He smiled as he stared at me. "Of course you are." He spoke.

The beauty of the moment. In that smile I saw hope. I saw a child version of Taehyung inside of my mind as I stared into his eyes that smiled in a way too. In that brief second both of us had hope. Both of us were filled with it. Both of us recognized that same moment that progressed to love once again. A love that wasn't burdened by putting on blames and proving a point. In that moment we didn't need a field of daisies nor an expensive meal Taehyung stressed about getting me. In that second both of us realised why we were doing this. Regardless of our fights, at the end of the day we were free. Freedom, a lovely thing we possessed.

"Can we go back now before we get in trouble?" I giggled as he sprayed around a few more times. "I would love that." He smiled as he stroked my cheek, making me instantly lean into his touch.

Happiness. His touch was so relaxing, completely brave and casual opposite his tensed ones. The beautiful moment lasted for a while. But then again, why is it that the happiest of moments usher in sudden fear?

Taehyung immediately flinched upon flashlights attacking our sights. I never felt so scared in my entire life and by the look on Taehyung's face, I assumed he felt that way too.

"Oh my god, run!" He yelled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me up. We began running as we held hands tightly, trying to desperately run away from the police that caught him drawing graffiti. We heard them yelling for us to stop, the flashlights shining brighter as they chased after us. We looked back and forth, scared they were getting closer. I looked down and noticed his napkin with daisies had fallen out as we were running.

"Taehyung, wait! Your daisies have fallen out of your pocket!" I raised my voice, feeling such misery wash over me. "Dahyun, we don't have time!" He quickly screamed, pulling me to run faster. We ran all the way down to the end of the street. "Here." He quietly spoke, all out of breath. He guided me to enter one of the narrowest alleys that had an orange light illuminate both of our faces. We breathed in and out as we felt our hearts beat extremely rapid.

I rested my head against the wall as he stared at me. "What are we going to do?" I asked in a hurried manner, thinking of the worst possible scenarios of them catching him. Taehyung kept quiet as his eyes gave away that his mind was being so loud on the inside. He stood quietly for a long time. He looked into my eyes, the confident look on his face scaring me. "I'm going to surrender." He spoke quietly, accepting his own fate.

My whole being died once he finished his sentence. All the remains I had left inside of my mind burst into flames. There wasn't any hope nor the colour white that would help me digest what he was saying. Images of his smile flooded my brain as I began remembering all the times his hands stroked my skin. Knowing I would have to continue on like that seemed like the most brutal and damaging idea of them all.

"Taehyung, please. No. You can't do that. You don't deserve prison." I spoke as I stroked his cheeks, feeling my tears roll of my cheeks so easily. "But I do, Dahyun. As much as you love me, I don't deserve you. And I love you so much, you know that." He spoke, resting his forehead against mine. "I did an awful thing. Regardless of being stable or not, in and out of prison, I need to accept it." He spoke and continued, stroking my neck as he pulled me closer. "Dahyun. We're cornered. You need to run. I'll save you." He spoke. "What are you saying? Taehyung, No. I'm going with you-" I spoke, to which he immediately cut me off. "You're not a part of this, and I would never drag you into it." He said as he brushed his lips against mine.

"I got caught. Pure unluckiness and a lack of caution that I made tonight. Dahyun, I'm so sorry." He spoke, bringing me closer so that he could feel all of me. "It's not over, right?" He asked, making me look into his eyes. "N-no." I sobbed out. "Now promise me you'll visit." He spoke as I broke out harder cries. "Dah. Promise me." He spoke, making me nod. "I will ." I said through my sobs, holding him the tightest I could. "There you go." He spoke, trying to calm me down. "Tae are you sure?" I asked, stroking his cheeks. "I really am. I'd do anything to save you and to pay the price for the things I've done as they should have been paid for a long time now." He said and pecked my lips, making me pull him back into a deep hug as we heard the people come closer.

"You read the letter. You know what to do." He spoke . I pulled away as he pulled me back for a tight hug as I sobbed into his chest. "This doesn't mean that I'm leaving you." He spoke and kissed me softly on my head. "I'll see you very soon. Even if you end up in the hospital, you'll be okay. I know it. Just don't act out, please. Take care of Minjee and the daisies I planted in the garden." He said and stroked my cheeks to wipe my tears away. "I'll be back soon. Then we go somewhere far. Somewhere with a lot of daisies. Does that sound nice?" He spoke softly, desperately trying to comfort me.

"Y-yes." I mumbled. " I'll have to go, you understand that?" He spoke, trying to make sure I wouldn't sob even more. I managed to calm slightly down as I nodded. Without saying anything, he pressed his lips against mine, making me remember all of the times when he did that. His soft lips were always recognizable and unique, so unique that I could never forget the taste and the feeling of them. I used up all of the energy I had left for that kiss, savoring his taste to the maximum.

He pulled away and held me for a few more seconds before his hand slipped away from mine and his body moved away. He took a deep breath and looked at me one last time. "Read the rest of the letters, okay?" He said. "Of course." I spoke, trying to calm down my quivering lip. "I love you, Mouse." I added before he stepped out. "I love you too." He said and took an encouragement breath as he stepped out, the flashlight flares immediately catching him. I began walking backwards as he raised his hands slowly.

Taehyung was caught. But tae this time, he surrendered. A part of me understood him and the other part only focused on hearing his soft voice again in my presence. There was so much misery and pain that washed over me as I took steps back. They approached him as he looked scared but ready to accept his own misery. And then, I ran. I ran for a long time, tightly holding onto his letter in my pocket. And in that moment I knew that all the mental daisies I had kept in my mind disappeared.

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Dear diary, daisy count: 0. They took my Mouse away. They found me too. I didn't take long for me to get caught as they dragged me all the way back. And now I'm back here in the hospital, all drugged out and sleepy.

Actually, dear Mouse, I know you'd hate me for writing a diary, so I'm addressing it to you. I think I forgot what your hands look like. Why are there no daisies here, especially on your side of the room? I hope they'll still give me cereal in the morning.

They made me feel so numb that it's becoming hard to think about you. Mouse, what is your name, again? Mouse, I'm scared. Why did they give me such a dosage to forget who you are? And why are they all looking at me like this? I can only remember kicking and screaming as they dragged me to the medical office you know quite well.

Mouse, be a doll and bring me a daisy on your way home. You know, Mouse, all those daisies used to annoy me. Now I miss them. God, I miss them so much. But even more, I miss a boy who treated them so gently. Yes, it is you, silly.

I miss you and your daisies. All of the daisies that you still own, regardless if you actually keep them in your large hands or not. You're the king of daisies and always will be. And as long as you're alive, all of the daisies from this world will never disappear. And I know for a fact that as long as you're breathing, all the daisies I keep inside of me won't ever disappear.

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