How has it been so long ever since their last appearance in a variety show?
You rummaged through the mess of a memory you had and couldn’t even point out the last time they participated - especially not with other idols. Being so focused on coming up with new music, constant training and multiple concerts all around the world, there was no time left for such entertainment. However, their company accepted the invitation this time which visibly freshened them up, acted as a comeback to their roots.
There were many noticeable changes in their personalities - all of them grew up, matured a lot which also came with priceless experience and professionality. They knew how to speak well, how to appeal to the public, at the same time being more relaxed and less embarrassed about everything and anything. They knew how to make a conversation interesting to not only their fans, but fans of the other idols as well. They also knew how to describe their experiences of being world class celebrities with such emotion, immediately captivating hearts of the audience. The biggest difference though was the one that seemingly stood out the least; the oddly quiet and reserved one. The one who hardly ever smiled ever since the recording first started, hardly ever joked along with the other members.
Taehyung.
You watched their recording from backstage with both pride and concern as you noticed all of the changes they have went through in years. With a hair brush in one hand and a hair spray in the other, you patiently waited for a cue from the directors to take a styling break. Being the perfectionist you were, stubborn strands of hair sticking out in all different directions on Hoseok’s head ironically gave you more anxiety than anything. He just had to start dancing out of nowhere in the middle of recording and mess his hairstyle up, there was no way a show could go without it.
So lost in checking on the boys, you haven’t even noticed one of the rookie idols speaking until a loud squeal of the mostly teenage audience caught your attention. It seemed to have been the end of his speech therefore you had no idea what he just talked about, but judging from the boys’ faces it must have been something impressive.
“Cut! We’ll take a twenty minute break!“ One of the directors announced as they have discussed it beforehand. All of the idols visible on the screen sighed in content - being energetic and interesting for hours wasn’t the easiest task on the planet, especially with their hectic all-day schedules.
The moment you heard a cue, the room filled with other staff members became a mess as they all started rushing to grab the tools needed. Makeup artists, stylists, hair stylists, technicians among many other people who stood behind a group and silently became a part of their success.
“Good job, keep it up.“ You heard one of the BTS managers say as they entered the room in a rush. Twenty minutes may seem long, but in their world it was more like two minutes of rest and eighteen minutes of being passed from hands to hands as the staff members crowded around them.
You looked around to find Hoseok, but noticed that one of the other hair stylists has already been taking care of the nest on his head. Damn, taking the work you’ve been itching to do for half of the show.
Before anything else distracted you again, you noticed Taehyung standing in the corner and simply looking at the members with unreadable expression. All of your previous concerns bounced right back seeing him so isolated from everyone else and so you decided to take some of his burden on your own shoulders.
“How’s your hair still perfect?“ You asked with a warm smile, standing on your tip toes to brush through his already well styled hair. For no particular reason - you just needed a topic to hopefully start a conversation.
“I don’t know. It just is.“ He answered so evasively that your eyebrows involuntarily scrunched up.
“Is there something wrong? You’ve been so quiet the entire recording.“ You said, deciding to just be honest with him. As far as you’ve remember, he always appreciated honesty even if it was painful to bear the truth.
“No, everything’s fine.“
You lowered your gaze from his hair to his eyes and were surprised to notice that he stared at something without averting his gaze at all. Following the trail, you found yourself gazing at the screen placed on the wall across the room which repeated the already recorded part of the show. Even though there were many different parts, it happened to be airing the speech of the rookie boy good enough to make girls squeal in excitement. Upon a closer look, you noticed how he wasn’t nervous at all with a gentle smile on his face, wise words and captivative sparkle in his eyes. No wonder he was admired by the audience.
“He’s so mature and calm.“ A bunch of words slipped past Taehyung’s lips grabbing your attenion and alarming you in a way. “I wish I could be like him. I bet no one finds him a weirdo of the group. No one calls him an alien for fun.“ He added with distinct sadness trembling through the tone of his voice.
An ‘oh’ accidentally escaped your lips as you realized what it was about. It suddenly made so much sense as you’ve seen him watching some old fan video on youtube while you were doing his hair before. Although you haven’t seen the full title, you noticed it contained a compilation of Taehyung’s funny moments - there must have been something which bothered him a lot. Despite being from around debut, you bet the video had some fresh comments from people not knowing how he matured throughout the years. The comments were always either a ray of sunshine or a pit of darkness for the boys.
“What are you talking about?“ You suddenly asked with surprising firmness in your voice. “Be you. No one else can.“
Such simple words yet somehow meant so much to him.
“That guy is being himself and you should too. Your fans love you for your own personality, not for someone else’s you’d want to be.“ You smiled brightly at the change in his expression. As if he was reflecting on himself. “No one else can be a Taehyung and we need a Taehyung! Go show your fans the Taehyung they admire.“ You exclaimed with positivity filling you up to the brim.
What you’ve been dying to see eventually happened - he smiled in that boxy smile of his always making your day a hundred times better.
“I’ll do that! Watch me Taehyung all the way to the end of the show!“ He joked with motivation shining bright in his squinted from a smile eyes. With freshly gained strength, he soon followed the other members and made a way more relaxed apprearance with the fans loudly cheering him on.
That way you’ve gained another verb to play around with - you not only Jimin today, but also Taehyung all the way!
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If Jungkook, Jimin, and V were brothers I think they'd have the same relationship they have now, but perhaps with a little bit more shenanigans. If they had spent their entire lives with each other they would know what annoys the other person and they would be able to push each other's buttons a lot easier :)
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You hung up with frustration clear on your face. It was always like this, he never answered his phone. Okay, maybe you’re exaggerating a bit, but it was going like that for two months now. And the only time you’ve seen him was on the TV and on the computer screen, the end.
‘Fucking Kim Taehyung. Pick up your phone!’
you shouted angrily into the empty room.
The number you a-
‘Oh, shut up!’ the hand phone made a quick fly to finally land on the sofa at the other end of the room. Why is he ignoring you like this? The only way to find out is to see him, and that’s exactly what you’re going to do now. You took your coat and put on the sneakers before slamming the front door and running downstairs. The bus stop wasn’t that far, only a few alleys away. While walking you observed people around you, rushing in different directions, with different problems and situations. Your biggest problem could be a cold coffee or lost cat, but no, you had to put up with Kim Taehyung. Who is actually your boyfriend, but it doesn’t seem like this anymore.
When you finally shook your head to get together you realized you’re already at the bust stop and your bus is going to depart in a minute. You hopped to the bus and took a sit resting chin on your palm. The ride wasn’t long, in a blink of an eye you stood in front of the building you aimed.
I’m going to freaking destroy everyone who’s about to stop me. You thought looking at the security with a threat in your gaze. Luckily he only nodded to you as everyone already knew who you were. It’s not like the first time, oh no, you’ve been here multiple times. You headed straight to Bangtan’s practice room, the loud music could have been heard on the corridor. You took a deep breath and started unceremoniously knocking the door. Oh did I say knocking? I meant banging. With your fist.
Eventually the door cracked open and a sweaty head of Bangtan’s choreographer peered out.
‘Oh _____-ah. It’s been a while, nice to see you.’ He said opening the door wider. You bowed politely to him and peeked above his shoulders to the dance room.
‘I’m here to see Taehyung. It won’t take long tho. Can you just call him? I’ll be waiting on the corridor.’ You said trying to not throw lightnings in this poor man. He didn’t do anything wrong, right? So you stood leaning on the wall and tapping your foot in impatience. Finally blonde shag appeared in front of your eyes. It was like a red rag to a bull to be honest. You came closer to Taehyung and looked directly into his absent eyes.
‘You’re not picking your phone again.’ You just stated without a greeting. You could see your boyfriend’s eyes darkening as a frown appeared on his face.
‘We already clarified this case.’ Said Taehyung, his voice sounding rather offensively.
‘I know, but you can just answer the phone and say you’re busy. Or send a message. I don’t know what’s going on with you. What actually HAPPENED to you?’ you blurted out accenting especially one word. Taehyung sighed and looked at you with his teeth gritted.
‘When will you understand that I’m an idol? I don’t have as much time as the other people, as YOU. I warned you.’ His hands balled into fists. ‘But you decided to be fucking annoying. Shit! I don’t even know why I’m still with you!’ Taehyung shouted in anger glaring straight into your eyes.
His words shot you like a bullet. He’d never been too good for you. He didn’t take you on dates, he forgot about your anniversary, he argued with you about shit and never apologized. But this was just too much.
You slapped him right in the face and turned on your heel, steps slowly accelerating finally turning into a run. Stupid Kim Taehyung. STUPID, STUPID, STUPID KIM TAEHYUNG! You ran straight to your house, not caring about the bus anymore, from time to time wiping your eyes. You didn’t want to let the tears flow down not if the reason is him, you just did it too many times before.
You bumped onto people, who were shouting at you, but you haven’t heard what they were saying. And last time you promised yourself to break up with him if he hurt you one more time, how pathetic…. You suddenly stopped in tracks. You’re right. You promised yourself to not be upset ever again because of this fool. So what are you doing now, running around like a wounded fly?
Get together! A voice in your head yelled waking you up from your slumber. That’s it. I’m not going to put up with him anymore. Goodbye Kim Taehyung.
As much as you wanted to admit that you don’t want to see him again… well you couldn’t do anything about that. You had your job here, besides you shared apartment. Last night wasn’t even that bad, you’ve fallen asleep easily and woke up without your eyes being swollen. You’ve decided to sleep on the sofa, since your own bed would crush you. Overwhelm with memories. With his scent.
Shit, forget about it.
Surprisingly Taehyung even appeared in the apartment the next day after your fight. You acted like he was less than air, but willy-nilly you’ve seen his attempts to approach you. The whole day you didn’t even look at him, nor responded him hearing your name being called quietly. You’re not going to break. It lasted like that for a few days until you finally decided to move out to your friend’s house.
After your night shift you decided to benefit from the fresh air and walk home on foot. It wasn’t even that far away and all the lamps on the main street were turned on, so no worries. The only sound heard was the sound of your footsteps, everybody in the district already sleeping. Your mind was busy with the chores you have to do when you come back home and the orders of your boss. Working in the office is so stressful, really. Wait. What was that?
You turned your head to the other side of the street as you heard something like metal tin being shoved onto the wall. Your brows furrowed as you’ve seen nothing, no shadows, no people nor even ghosts. Probably just wind. You turned your head back ahead and this moment, everything vanished, turned black as a thick cloth covered your eyes. WHAT THE FUCK?
You wanted to yell for help, but a hand in a glove covered tightly your mouth. The person started to pull you along the street and at the end you’ve been shoved… into a car. You were turned onto your belly and someone tied your hands at the back. The most terrifying thing was that you. Could. Feel. His. Breath. On your neck. Ewww.
‘Who are you?’ you asked quietly raising your head a little so you don’t have to sniff the smell of a backseat. ‘Let me go!’ you shouted as a sound of accelerator vibrated in the air. No response. And it stayed like that the whole ride.
At first you paid attention to turns the car made, but soon you lost the track of time as well as location. Why weren’t you crying then? Were you brave? Or were you drugged?
After god knows how much time the car stopped and your kidnapper pulled you out of the car and leaded somewhere indoor. Shit, just show me who you are already!
A familiar beep could have been heard and you nearly choked on your own saliva. This beep. You’ve been hearing it every day for a year.
‘What the fuck!? Taehyung I know it’s you! What the fuck are you doing?!?!’ you yelled as the door behind you were closed. Dim lights hit your eyes, as a blindfold landed on the floor. Before you you could see Taehyung’s face, one side covered in shadow.
‘I’m sorry.’ He whispered eyes dropping to the ground. ‘I need you to come back to me. I can’t live without you.’ His words were barely audible; you had problems with understanding them.
‘Taehyung you’re sick.’ You stated glaring at him, disgusted with his previous actions. Who on its right mind would kidnap its lover just to be with them?
‘Don’t say that. I did it for us both. I need you as much as you need me.’ His fingers gripped your cheeks firmly as his face came close to your own. ‘Damn, just admit it already!’ Shouted Taehyung and crushed his lips on yours. Your eyes widened and you wanted to fight back, but the feeling of his warm lips moving next to yours… his hands resting on your face… You gave up and closed your eyes returning the kiss with the same amount of passion. He shoved you onto the wall not breaking the kiss and moved hands down your neck, shoulders and arms to finally link his hands with yours.
‘Forgive me.’ Whispered Taehyung right into your lips, his dark eyes piercing your soul.
‘Always.’ You answered finally, a slight grin appearing on your face. ‘But first… untie me, please.’ You said and Taehyung’s giggle sounded in the room.
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So I'm back with this crap. Writer's block is so annoying, but I can't do anything with that more than forcing myself and, well, that's how it ends. I hope you'll forgive me as quickly as you've forgiven Taehyung, my precious anon!
You woke up in the morning when the sun rays started to come up your chin, nose, eventually landing on your closed eyes. You rubbed them with no force and realized they were still puffed. Carefully coming out of the bed you made your way to the mirror and looked away with a sigh. Redness still could be seen. You shouldn’t have done this, but yet again it happened.
‘Why are you up so early?’ you heard a voice coming from behind you. You didn’t look back nor glance in the mirror, you knew he’s here. ‘What’s wrong with your face?’ Taehyung asked, coming close to you as you backed away and turned around. ‘Don’t tell me you were crying again’ he added. His face scrunched up in concern, his brows furrowed and lips formed a thin line. You didn’t answer, at first just observing how much he had changed. But you didn’t want to go back to the past. Not now.
‘What are you doing here?’ you simply asked trying to keep your face blank. No emotions were allowed.
‘I’m always here. For you.’ The boy said, while lifting his hand in your direction. Avoiding his eyes, you reached his palm and entwined your fingers. His hand was colder than ice, giving you goose bombs on your whole body. But who cares? The important thing is that you’re being with him.
‘We have to go to the practice now.’ You spoke, while a small smile bloomed on your mouth. The only things making it look fake were your eyes. They betrayed you like the most important person in your life. ‘Would you like to talk to the members?’ you asked letting go of him and starting to prepare.
‘I’m not going’ Taehyung stubbornly said as a heavy sigh escaped his lips. ‘It’s hard, you know. I don’t think I’ll be able to do this.’ He added, his voice getting quieter by the second.
‘You have to do this someday anyway.’ you stated, turning around but he has been already gone. You chuckled lightly. Being mad again, huh? This time it’s not even a reason. Compared to what happened before. Your thoughts found their way to this topic again and you felt your eyes getting teary.
No more crying.
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You opened the door of Bangtan Boys’ practice room seeing them sweating like hell with those tired faces. But something was missing.
‘Hi guys.’ you greeted them when they finished another song. ‘I brought you some food.’ you laid the plastic bags on the floor in front of the boys, who were eying you suspiciously.
‘How do you feel?’ Jin asked you directly, making you flinch. You closed your eyes for a moment and just faked a smile.
‘I’m alright,’ you answered taking food out of the bags. Your mind was working hard to find a topic to talk about. Any topic. Even a stupid one would be good. ‘How are your promotions going?’ the boys exchanged some specific glances and looked back at you.
‘We’re not promoting right now. You know we can’t.’ Namjoon took a few steps in your direction.
‘Oh…’ you whispered and stopped in your tracks. They’re right. It’s not a good time to promote.
‘Hey. I think we need to talk…’ Suga broke the silence and you looked at the members’ faces. You hated it. You hated how all you’ve seen was pity. How pathetic.
‘We don’t have anything to talk about.’ you blurted out defensively, robotically taking your bag in hand.
‘Look. We know how hard it is…’ Jimin started talking, but your heart couldn’t take this anymore.
‘I have to go.’ With those words you ran out of the room, tears building up in your eyes again. They didn’t understand anything. They didn’t know anything. But they still had the guts to make up some excuses, to make you sick. Crazy.
With the corner of your eyes you’ve seen a familiar orange hair turning around the wall.
‘Yah! Wait!’ you shouted and followed him to the hall. ‘You’ve eventually came!’ you exclaimed happily, standing in front of him with a cheerful smile.
‘Yeah, whatever.’ Taehyung mumbled quietly. Oh, how you wanted to see the old Taehyung. The one you had fell in love with. The one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. ‘How are they doing?’ V asked anxiously.
‘They’re… kind of broken. But still working hard, like always. Why don’t you just go and talk to them?’ the moment you ended your question the realization hit you. You weren’t alone in the hall anymore. A blank Namjoon was staring at you, washed out of emotions. His eyes travelled between you and Taehyung constantly, as his lips pressed together tightly. He left right away, without any word. Taehyung followed him with his eyes.
‘Is he mad on me?’
‘Of course not!’ you reassuringly exclaimed as you took his hand in yours. The sun was shining brightly outside the building, but yet his hands were still cold. ‘Let’s go for a walk. Should we?’ you asked your boyfriend, dragging him outside. Silence took place between you, but it wasn’t awkward. It was a comfortable silence, when you don’t have to talk, because the other person already feels everything. With him you didn’t have to worry. He was always there when you needed him the most. You repaid him with love and loyalty. You felt your eyes starting to get teary and it didn’t go unnoticed by Taehyung. He vanished for a moment only to get back a few seconds later.
‘Look!’ he spoke with a smile on his face as he opened slightly his closed hands. Inside you found a little butterfly.
‘Still remember?’ he asked seeing your face brightened up and the corners of your lips lifted upwards a bit. ‘Before becoming butterflies they are some modest caterpillars. But after some time they outstretch their wings and reborn as beautiful creatures. Same goes with you.’ He smiled and observed your reaction carefully.
‘Do you know what I like the most in butterflies?’ you asked and he answered you with a shook of his head. ‘They’re free. While flying nothing can stop them. No worries. No pain. It must be a nice feeling.’ Your smile grew wider. You stared as Taehyung slowly opened his hands letting the orange butterfly fly away into the park. Without a second thought you started to run after it, Taehyung following you with a grin. You both ran around the park like children with their mothers. Outstretching your arms, welcoming the air in happiness. After a while you landed on the ground gripping your abdomen out of laughing. Taehyung lay beside you, just as cheerful as you. How much you missed this idiot. For a moment you only lay beside each other looking onto the clear sky.
Your phone buzzed and you sighed taking it out of your pocket. Your eyes read through the text as you stood up suddenly and looked at Taehyung with a terrified expression.
‘Come here quickly. Jiminnie is hurt.’ The message said.
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When you burst into the practice room, the sight of them sitting on the floor didn’t surprise you. You searched the room in order to see Jimin, only to find him cross-legged on the ground. You couldn’t see his eyes as a snapback was covering his face in a shadow. You made some unconfident steps into the room with a look of confusion clear in your expression.
'What happened?' you asked coming closer to Jimin. He lifted his head and the look in his eyes scared you. They were filled with sadness and despair. He’s never acted like this. It wasn't this kind of pain seen on his face. It didn't look like he was psyhically hurt. It looked like mental suffering.
'We have to talk.' Jimin finally said, standing up from his place. His attitude was showing his surrender, he evidently gave up on something. Something which was going to come up soon. And you were sure you knew what it's all about. You turned around quickly and wanted to ran to the door, but sudden appearance of Jungkook and Namjoon blocked your way. You could feel the pity flowing from their faces.
'Please..' you whispered imploringly, but they only shook their heads.
’________-ah. You’re sick. You need help.’ Namjoon said sadly, covering the door with his silhouette.
'I'm not! Let me go!' you screamed frightened and tried to push through the bodies of your friends. You weren't ready for this talk. You didn't want to talk about it. It's all your fault…
'We heard you talking to yourself…' Jungkook mumbled with a compassion in his voice.
'It's normal! I have this habit you know… Haven't you ever…'
'No, it's not normal.' Suga cut you off as Jungkook gripped your arms tightly. You struggled to get away. Away of this place, away of this talk, away of this pain. 'It's for your sake.'
'WHO CARES?! I don't have anyone!' you screamed. You had to look plaintively. Kicking your legs, trying to free yourself with aggressive moves.
'I care… we care…' Jin replied, which made you stop. Your head fell as you ball your fists, biting your lip very hard. You didn't want to admit it. You didn't want to say it out loud, it would become truth then. More painful truth than it seemed. Talking about it would force you to face it, but you couldn't put up with the truth yet. This couldn't be happening…
'You have to accept it.' you heard Yoongi's calm voice from behind.
'I can't!' you shouted. Every raise of your tone made your heart hurt. 'He was my life! I can't do this, I… I need him!' You felt the grip on your arms getting looser and looser. Finally Jungkook's hands fell along his sides as tears build up in his eyes. You couldn't take this anymore and hot trails streamed upon your cheeks once again.
'We're as despaired as you, but you have to accept what happened.' Jimin whispered not looking at you. He felt as if he saw your unstable frame he would break too.
'No!' you yelled shaking your head.
’_____-ah you won’t turn the time back!’ Hoseok said. These were the first words you’ve heard from him since a long time.
'Leave me alone!'
'He's gone.'
'NO!' you shouted feeling your whole body shudder in pain, regret and mostly… guilt.
'TAEHYUNG'S DEAD, _______!' Suga has eventually yelled.
'I KNOW!' you screamed in reply. Cold ground suddenly met your knees as you couldn't control your body anymore. Everything seemed blurred and unreal. Especially the sad fact. You felt empty… weak. 'I know…' you whispered through your tears.
It’s all your fault.
Bangtan Boys have had a day off this day, so you and your boyfriend, Taehyung, known as V, decided to go on a date. You both were happy that you finally had some time to spend with each other. After successfully ending your dinner, you were heading back to the dorm, talking about stuff. Taehyung had this feature what made him embrace everyone with his happiness and optimism.
You had just obtained your driving license and Taehyung persuaded you to drive this one time. Acting terrified, he clung onto the seat belt still grinning.
'Yah, It's not that bad, though.' you said pouting a little looking at the road carefully.
'It is not. I only a bit fear for my life.' Who knows maybe if he had't said that, the fate wouldn't have been so evil.
'Next time drive with your Eun Sang then. You can change cars even now.' you said frowning and narrowing your eyes. Taehyung sighed and looked at you frustrated.
'Again? Admit it, you're just jealous.'
'I may be. So what?'
'She's only my friend. A friend.'
'Sometimes I feel like you care about her more than you care about me.' you mumbled.
'But Eun Sang…'
'Stop defending her!' you shouted feeling as anger took control of your body. 'Eun Sang this, Eun Sang that! Eun Sang is everywhere! I'm so freaking sick of her! When are you going to…' you didn't manage to end your sentence, since you heard Taehyung yelling.
'LOOK AT THE ROAD!' he screamed and just then you realized you turned your gaze from the route. Everything started happening as if in a slow motion. You saw upcoming lights, which blinded you completely. A horn and screech of tires could have been heard. With the corner of your eye you've seen the terrified expression painted on Taehyung's face. Suddenly you felt him pushing you aside, he twisted the wheel just the moment, when you stepped on the brake with all your might. The car drifted turning around in the process and just then you saw a single tear flowing down your boyfriend's cheek.
Time came to its track, a huge bang and a crash had such an impact on you that you blacked out for a moment. The car turned upside down on the road and started to swivel with a fast pace. Pieces of broken glass cut your skin sorely.
And suddenly everything went quiet.
Your vision came back and with blooded hands, you found fastening of the seat belt. Closing your eyes tightly you weren’t sure if you have been still alive. Your whole body hurt. You had to be. But you weren’t able to look at the passenger seat, you were afraid of what you could possibly see. When you finally gathered yourself a sound of sirens came through the broken window. The ambulance must be near.
Someone’s hands drew you through the window, but you felt like you were far away. You didn’t feel the touch. You didn’t see the person. You limply gave up losing all your bravery. Soon after you felt your body being laid on a cold asphalt, yelling from all of the sides. But nothing mattered…
'Taehyung…' you whispered opening your eyes slightly. Broken glass and shards of the vehicle were everywhere, a circle of terrified people all around the car.
'Taehyung.' you repeated and started crawling on the road, ignoring all of the pain you felt just by moving your limbs. When you crawled to the other side of the car, air escaped your lungs with a hitch. You couldn't believe your eyes.
'Taehyung!' you hysterically screamed seeing the body of your boyfriend covered with scarlet blood, his limbs as if empty. You fell down beside him and took his hand in your. Tears landing on his sticky face.
'You can't leave me…' you whispered laying your head on his chest. 'You have to hold on!' you shouted balling fists on his ripped clothing.
Suddenly, strong hands gripped your shoulders and moved you away of your boyfriend’s body.
'You have to step back, lady. He needs medical help.' the doctor said, but you turned your blank gaze at the figure standing above you.
'I don't hear his heartbeat.'
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A week and a half have already passed from this event. The boys brought a therapist just after the talk in BTS’ practice room, you got some pills and the first session.
After coming out of your apartment you made your way to the most important place. To the place where your life lost its sense. You sat on the curb and felt someone plopping down beside you.
'I knew you're going to be here.' Jungkook said with a small smile. You looked at him and smiled back weakly.
'Nothing's going to be the same. Nothing… It's just.. I'm sorry for causing problems. I talked to him, because I was all alone. I've felt as if he was still here back then. That I haven't lost him.' Jungkook bit his lip trying to not let his emotions float out. 'You know, it's all my fault. I was shouting at him and didn’t notice that I crossed the street on a red light. It was him, who noticed the speeding car. He turned the car on a passenger side, so the car won't hit me directly. I could have lost my life, but he protected me. And now… He's not there. It should have been me..' once again you found yourself crying. 'I would give anything to exchange places with him.' you sobbed and with a blink of an eye you two were in your arms, letting all the sorrow out together. After a while, Jungkook moved away and wiped your tears with his thumb.
'I feel better now. I will miss this idiot…' Jungkook chuckled quietly.
'Our beloved goofy.' you smiled staring at the place where Taehyung's body has laid not that long time ago.
'I'll leave you.. you both alone.' the maknae said and went down the street kicking a little stone. You were looking at a necklace hanging on your neck for a moment. The one you got on your anniversary with Taehyung. Two rings connected together. You used to wear them separately, but after his death you've gotten his one back and attached to yours. They were made for this anyway. Once again you felt someone sitting on the sidewalk beside you.
'What are you doing here?' you asked again.
'I'm always here. For you.' Taehyung repeated the words he has said before, grinning at you. But it still wasn't the Taehyung you used to know. Especially with those scars on his face.
'I'm so sorry… If not for me, you would have been all fine now.' you whispered, looking blankly in space, fiddling with the necklace. Taehyung sighed.
'It had to be like that. Nothing happens without a reason, remember?'
'I want you to know… Without you it's going to be hard. I don't regret anything we got through, up to this day. You were the best thing in my life.' you confessed with your voice broken. A light breeze sobered you a little and dried up your cheeks.
'Despite I won't be able to support you the way I used to, I will always be with you. Because my heart is here.' he said pointing at your chest. 'Can you promise me something?' he asked grabbing your hands in his. The same feeling, same cold.
'Everything.'
'Don't forget about me and be happy.' Taehyung said with a warm smile. You nodded, responding with the same.
'Do something for me too then.' Taehyung cocked his head in curiosity. 'You'll be the first person I see after everything's over.' The boy only laughed and agreed.
'I'll wait.' he leaned in and kissed you in a last kiss. Farewell kiss. 'Close your eyes.' He whispered hugging you close to his chest. You did as he said and suddenly felt his weight disappearing.
No one actually requested this one, but I just felt like writing it. I feel bad for what I've done to Taehyung, but I also feel like my emotions finally got the way out thanks to this scenario. I spent 4 hours writing this with a youtube video filled with emotional and sad music. Nevertheless I hope you like it!
A scenario when you are at the hospital because of a car accident and you loose your memories but you can't recognize V. Can you make this into a sad scenario?
Everlasting.
You looked around the room. It was sunny but your vision was cloudy and hazy. You felt someone squeezing your hand and you looked down. You followed the person’s arm all the way up to their face. You didn’t recognize his face. A bit startled, you gently twisted your hand out of his grasp.
“W-who are y-you?”, you asked quietly.
His jaw dropped. Shock was written all over the boy’s face…
———
After a few weeks, you started to feel a lot better. You learned that you were in an accident and had acute amnesia and that all your memories would come back soon. By now, you remembered just about everything. One thing you found strange though was the boy you first saw when you woke up. He was there everyday but didn’t say anything to you while you were surrounded by family and friends. He seemed to just linger in the corner and watch over you. Who was he?
———
Taehyung was heartbroken. He was absolutely devastated. She didn’t remember him. Even after a few weeks, she regained almost all her memories, she still looked at him with a confused expression. She still didn’t remember him. He didn’t know what to do. He was scared to approach her. He didn’t know how to approach her. He told her family about this, but he didn’t want them to worry about anything but her well being so he asked them to not bring anything about him up. Half of him wanted to know if she’d remember him again one day but the other half wanted to go up to her and give her the biggest hug and tell her how much he loved her. How much they loved each other. Maybe then it’d give her that push she needed to remember him. Her boyfriend. Was their love really that weak for her not to remember him?
———
After a few months you were fully recovered. You’d be able to go home soon. Everything was in place again. But like always, the one thing that didn’t make sense was the boy who visited every day. He talked to a few family members everyday, so he couldn’t have been a complete stranger. When you tried to ask your friends and family about him, they didn’t tell you much. It was getting a bit frustrating.
———
She’d be getting released from the hospital soon. It’s been almost a year now and she still didn’t recognize him. Maybe it’s about time he just let her go and let her live her life to the fullest, without him. It hurt too much to see her everyday knowing she didn’t know who he was. The last day she was at the hospital would be the last time he’d see her. That was his decision.
———
You grabbed your bag and looked around the room that was like your house for the past year. You felt a bit sad but relieved at the same time to finally be able to leave the hospital. You turned around to leave and ran straight into someone.
“Oh I’m sorry”, you quickly apologized.
“It’s okay…”, the person said.
His voice was deep and raspy. A voice you didn’t recognize. You looked up confused. It was him. It was the boy that was there every single day since you were in the hospital. He handed you a flower and a little card. Then he smiled and left. You were speechless, that was the first time he’d ever spoken to you. He smiled but it was carved with sadness. You felt bad as you looked at the boy’s back as he was walking away.
“Are you ready? Let’s go!”, you heard your dad yell from the opposite end of the hallway.
You looked at him one last time and turned around and left.
———
You finally settled down in your room. Your eyes drifted towards the flower the boy gave you. It was an Everlasting. You felt like that was a weird flower to give someone. Out of curiosity, you pulled out your phone and looked up the meaning of an Everlasting.
“Hmm, that’s odd”, you thought as you read the meaning.
You walked over and picked up the flower and note. Then it dawned on you, you never looked to see what it said. You slowly opened it, your eyes went wide as it all made sense. Tears unknowingly started forming in your eyes. The flower, the note, it all made sense. But if it made sense, how come you still didn’t recognize who he was, even after all this time? Even up until this very moment? You still didn’t know who he was. You broke down crying from frustration. You started knocking down things in your room while crying loudly. Your parents and a few friends came in and tried to calm you down.
“What’s wrong honey!?”
“Calm down, it’ll be okay”.
“Breathe, tell us what’s wrong?!”
You didn’t want to hear them. All you wanted to know was who he was. Why couldn’t you remember him?! You covered your ears and shook your head and sobbed heavily into your dad’s arms.
———
Everlasting (meaning): ”I will never forget what we had”.
The both of them grinned at you simultaneously. You had to baby sit Mickey for a few hours. At first the two boys were playing on the floor happily watching tv. You were surprised at how well Taehyung played with the two year old. After a while, you decided to bake cupcakes and let Mickey and Taehyung frost them while you washed the dishes.
Once you were done, you came back to two frosting covered boys. You grabbed some baby wipes and squatted down. You cleaned off an antsy, hyper Mickey first. Wiping his little fingers then moving onto his cheeks and mouth. He even had some in his hair, you couldn’t help but giggle as you cleaned it off for him. Once you were done cleaning Mickey up, he crawled straight over to Taehyung and made himself comfortable in his lap.
“My tuurrrnn~”, Taehyung chimed, holding his hands out towards you smiling widely.
“My turn~”, Mickey echoed, laughing.
You crawled over to Taehyung and wiped his hands clean. Then you gently wiped his cheeks and nose clean. You held his face between your hands and squished his face a bit, forcing his lips to poke out and have him a quick peck. Mickey squealed out in frustration.
“I’m sorry Mickey, here, you get one too!”, you said happily as you gave him a smooch on the cheek.
How would V act when you tell him you're pregnant and it's twins?
at his current age right now? I think he'd be speechless when you first tell him that you're pregnant. He'd probably start freaking out once you say it's twins. Either that or he won't believe you until you showed him the ultra sound. Upon seeing that, I think he'd warm up to the idea and he'd definitely take responsibility, sincerely, not just because he felt like he had to.
