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I'm not crying, so I'll make you cry~ a long thread
it's a bright day. the weather is particularly warm, perfect for a long drive through the countryside. you take a sip of your fav coffee whilst waiting for the lights to turn green. bored out of your mind, you turn on the radio.
you're yet to realise it's a news channel. a static voice begins, "and here to make history once again, once known as the biggest band on the planet, we have BTS to unveil what they locked away all those years ago. let's reignite some memories while we wait for them."
you almost choke on the drink. your hands shake as you frantically look up today's date. 17 sept, 2039. your eyes go wide as you realise you'd forgotten. you'd actually forgotten that the purple box would be unboxed today.
just then, the lights go green and you're rushing to find a parking spot. when you do, you quickly log on to twt using your old acc. you see your old moots on the tl, and you have to remind yourself to breathe. where did the time go?
unexpectedly enough, the station plays Spring Day. you scroll through your tl and find loads of old photos with thousands of memories woven into each.
"miss you, though I'm looking at your photo."
"miss you, though I'm looking at your photo."
"time's so cruel"
"seeing eo for once now is so hard between us"
you marvel at the accuracy of those words.
"seeing eo for once now is so hard between us"
you marvel at the accuracy of those words.
you can feel your heart racing as you join q
s' livestream. whether you're scared or excited, it's hard to tell. soon, they appear on screen, and it's a direct blow to your guts. they /grew/ up. they're no longer the 20 something crackheads you fell in love with. /you/ grew up.
s' livestream. whether you're scared or excited, it's hard to tell. soon, they appear on screen, and it's a direct blow to your guts. they /grew/ up. they're no longer the 20 something crackheads you fell in love with. /you/ grew up.
they smile and introduce themselves. your heart aches; you realise you had missed those words sm. for a while, they talk abt what they'd been up to in the past years. and then comes the second blow.
"ARMY, we missed you. did you miss us?"
"ARMY, we missed you. did you miss us?"
they allow a moment of silence before proceeding to open the box. you'd hold your breath, but you were barely even breathing at this point.
"are you ready? here we go~"
and ofc it's another fkn blow. ofc they had stored all their memories. ofc they had included us.
"are you ready? here we go~"
and ofc it's another fkn blow. ofc they had stored all their memories. ofc they had included us.
"is it you who changed, or is it me?
I hate this time flowing by,"
somehow, these lines hit harder rn. perhaps bc you had changed. they had changed. everything as you once knew it had changed.
I hate this time flowing by,"
somehow, these lines hit harder rn. perhaps bc you had changed. they had changed. everything as you once knew it had changed.
"if I was the snow in the air, would I get to see you a little faster?"
years later, you realise the true meaning behind those words. snowflakes melt as soon as they touch a warm body. they literally said they'd take d word if it meant they'd get to see us one last time.
years later, you realise the true meaning behind those words. snowflakes melt as soon as they touch a warm body. they literally said they'd take d word if it meant they'd get to see us one last time.
it seemed as if you had travelled back in time. as if they'd gone back to being the cute dorks they used to be. as if you'd gone back to being the you who cried over jeon tiddies. you crack a smile at that.
you look at the 7 boys who saved you all those years ago and wonder when they grew up. you know for a fact that they did grow up, for jimin didn't fall out of his chair this time. koo doesn't scrunch his nose anymore; tae no longer has that box smile;
when jin laughs it doesn't resemble the one you were familiar with; joon's dimples hardly show; yoongi smiles a lot more now, but it's not a 
smile; hobi doesn't roll over laughing at the littlest of things now.
smile; hobi doesn't roll over laughing at the littlest of things now.
but you know, deep in their hearts, they're still the chaotic group from all those years ago.
you were so immersed in your thoughts that you didn't realise the event was almost over. they're asked to give their endingments, and it's amusing how, like always, hobi goes first.
you were so immersed in your thoughts that you didn't realise the event was almost over. they're asked to give their endingments, and it's amusing how, like always, hobi goes first.
"a successful ending."
joon goes next.
"this is the end of the journey."
joon goes next.
"this is the end of the journey."
jin follows up.
"ARMY, until we meet again."
so does yoongi.
"thanks for always walking with us."
"ARMY, until we meet again."
so does yoongi.
"thanks for always walking with us."
jimin goes next.
"I'm not crying today bc you make me happy, ARMY."
jungkook: "thank you for all the memories we made together. I love you, ARMY. you know, right?"
tae: "I love you, ARMY. my heart will always choose you."
"I'm not crying today bc you make me happy, ARMY."
jungkook: "thank you for all the memories we made together. I love you, ARMY. you know, right?"
tae: "I love you, ARMY. my heart will always choose you."
the memories flash in front of your eyes as if someone had played your story on rewind. you remember how much you loved them, and not surprisingly, you still do. now, how do you unlove the only home you've ever known?
but as all things that do exist must, this event had too come to an end. the boys looked at eo and at the audience with wide smiles and misty eyes. little did they know we held the same emotion in ours.
no one cried for we were happy. happy that we shared all those magical years. happy that we knew eo. happy that we loved eo. and as all bonds must, ours had come to an end too. but it wasn't devastating. it was wonderful. it was all the synonyms of beautiful bundled up in one.
BTS was there with us all through the winter like we were there for them. the ginormous cosmos that we created still exists in some dark corner: forgotten but ever-present. the story we created was all of our heartbeats moulded into one.
then, a spring day arrived and we all were finally healed. just like autumn leaves, we let go of the tree that held us together. and that's okay; letting go doesn't always mean forgetting.
nobody is capable of defeating time. nobody stays young forever. nobody's eternal.
nobody is capable of defeating time. nobody stays young forever. nobody's eternal.
but for as long as we existed, we were bulletproof together. we were eo's magic shop. we were eo's remedy. we shone, we dreamed, we smiled. most importantly, we did it together.+
nothing lasts forever for eternity is a myth. but our story was a legacy in its own, and it'd stay etched across future skies. we'd stay rooted in space-time.
you know you'll purple them for as long as you breathe, so when they bow down one last time and say a final goodbye, you only smile. you smile as you watch them walk away with a piece of your heart that you'll never claim back.
you bid them goodbye.
you bid them goodbye.
"we were BTS. thanks for loving and supporting us. we'll love you always, ARMY. please don't forget us. borahae." 
