"Will you still love me. When I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

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Love at first sight that bloomed quickly over the course of a few weeks with various dates and the long nights that had their bodies together in euphoric bliss.

Taehyung was new to the emotion of love, but blessed (y/n)'s every working moment with his presence or thoughts of him that would leave her heated.

Anyone could see the spark of love and youth in (y/n)'s eyes as she glowed under everyone's eyes.

A source of happiness that poured into the lives of everyone she met.

Happiness that overlooked the dangerous aura Taehyung held as she poured her love to him and he did the same for her.

Happiness that shrouded over urgent questions of what Taehyung did for a living.

(y/n) never thought to ask, to ask how her love was able to afford the many luxuries of life.

"Are you sure you're ok?"

(y/n) sighs out deeply, nodding before struggling to stand up on her heels.

She fails and collapses back in her seat as her friends rush over to help their ill friend.

"I'm-" 

(y/n) rushes to a bathroom, a hand over her mouth to conceal the acids that were threatening to spill.

She leaned over the toilet, her hair in her hand as she heaved out her stomach empty.

Her body ached all over, tears running down her face as her friends rush to her aid.

Ruined makeup was the last of her worries as she laid her head against the cool wall, a hand on her stomach as she tried to calm her pounding heart.

"(y/n), I think..." 

(y/n) shook her head, not wanting to come to that conclusion of the situation.

Her heart pounded loudly in her head, silencing everything around her as she stared down at the object in her shaking hands.

2 pink lines.

Positive.