+ treinta y tres

he held me in his arms tightly, his face buried in my hair. he always said that my pain was his as well, but i thought it was just a saying. taehyung proved me wrong when the tears started spilling from his own eyes.

"no one wants us together because im an weird, and depressing, and clingy, and fat. i don't deserve you, tae." i said through my sobs, the words barely understandable.

he shook his head desperately. "no, no, jagi. you've seen it. the fans call me alien because i don't fit in like the other boys do, because i'm strange. that means we belong together. you and me, we're the same. you're my beautiful rarity." he assured me.

his words were truthful, but it was already too late to get the negative thoughts out of my head.

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getting closer to the end of the story. i hope you're all enjoying it. thank you again for reading. honestly, my stories would be nowhere without your support and i just want you to know that im so grateful. 

-clary