/Dina/

I’m so sorry for disappearing ;-; I’m back. Thank you for sticking with us even though we were unactive~

Okay, I think I’m in love with this fanfiction. It might be not that good, but I put my heart in it and I hope you’ll be able to feel it. Hope you like it~

I checked twice for mistakes, if there are any, I’m sorry about it ✍(◔◡◔)

DON’T BELIEVE ME 

writer: Admin DiNa
genre: romance
words: 2000+
pairing: Taehyung (V) + Y/N 
PG-13 for cursing 

‘You fucking bastard! You know what…Just do what the hell you want!’ I screamed at my boyfriends’ face and he was pretty shocked by my reaction. He had never experiences this side of me, he didn’t even know it existed. Until that one moment. That moment when he crossed the line.

‘Okay.’ He answered simply, with a straight face, as if I just told him to go buy some bread. He started packing his stuff and I wanted to scream more at him and throw things at him. Was our two year relationship this much for him? Didn’t he care at all? This was the reason why I never wanted to fall in love again. I never wanted to feel this dull ache in the chest whenever the dearest person to me was leaving. They were always leaving.

The funny thing was that even at a moment like that, when my heart was tearing apart, all I was able to think of was the good memories with him. I found myself treasuring them so much, carefully putting them somewhere far away in my memory and closing them behind a door on which was written the name Kim Taehyung.

When he was ready with his baggage, I just looked straight into his eyes, my anger for him already locked behind that door with all of our memories. All I had left was just sadness and helplessness.

Sadness because he cheated on me. Because he didn’t care. Because he was leaving me.

Helplessness because even though I wanted to just forget about it and embrace him once again, the heart that loved him so dearly, hated him just as much.

I opened the front door and let him go. I didn’t expect a lot from him: Maybe a ‘goodbye’, or a glance back at me but all I got was his shadow getting smaller and smaller in the horizon.

 It had been around a week and a half since my separation with Taehyung but it felt like forever. Or maybe it was the sad dramas that I’ve been watching nonstop that made me think that way, that made me more sad and empty. People say that when you’re heartbroken you shouldn’t listen to sad music and you shouldn’t watch sad movies and they are right. Sighing, I looked at myself in the mirror for the first time in a week and I realized that I didn’t look bad. I expected to see a face that was just as sad and abandoned as my heart but the reflection was exactly the same as the last time I saw myself. And a week before that, and two weeks before that…

This fact made me cheer up a little and I decided to meet with my friends. It was a bit risky of me to do that considering that my friends were all friends of Taehyung as well but I needed to socialize somehow.

I put on some makeup and casual clothes and left my home. As soon as I ringed the bell of the apartment of BTS, I saw a redhead opening it.

‘Oh, hi Y/N.’ Jimin said and smiled a little. Even though he tried, I knew he felt awkward because Taehyung probably already told him everything.

‘Hi, Jimin. How have you been these days?’ I smiled brightly and I knew that would make him feel less tense.

‘I’ve been well, actually. We just finished promotions and we’re free for the month.’ He smiled back and the smile reached his eyes. He really was fine. ‘Oh, sorry…I should’ve  let you in first.’ He moved to the left so I was able to get in the small place and when I passed by him, he whispered in my ear. ‘Taehyung is not here.’ I just shrugged and made myself look as casual as possible about it.

When I opened the kitchen door, I found all the boys, except for Yoongi and Taehyung, eating. When they saw me, all of them stopped eating and started waving at me just as awkwardly as Jimin did a moment ago. I just shook my head and jumped on the chair next to Jin and Jungkook, hugging both of them. They just stood there, until I laughed at their reaction. ‘Guys, I’m fine. Stop being so quiet. I know you too well to understand when you’re not acting like yourselves.’

All of them smiled back at me but Jin was the first one to speak. ‘Ya! Why didn’t you call us for a week? We were really worried!’

‘Well, if you were too worried, you could’ve just called me first, you see…’

‘Yeah, but we weren’t sure if you would like to talk to us…And-’

‘Stop it already. Of course I’d talk to you! You were my friends before I started dating Taehyung and you’ll always be my friends! Tch, you dummies. Just eat your food before it gets cold.’

 I started visiting the boys every day and it became a habit to see everyone except for Yoongi and Taehyung. After two weeks of visiting, the guys were already just as comfortable around me as they used to be and they never said a word about my past boyfriend. On the third week, though, I started getting suspicious as to why Taehyung was never in the apartment when I was around and I decided to ask the boys at lunch. ‘So, I know I probably would feel better if I’m in the dark about anything that’s related to Taehyung, but I was just curious… where is this jerk?’

Everyone looked at each other and they sighed almost at the same time. I was confused by their reaction and waited for an explanation. This time, it was Jungkook who started talking. ‘You see, hyung is getting ready to-’

‘He’s leaving, Y/N.’ I caught a familiar voice that I haven’t heard in a while. I turned around to find the source of the voice, even though I already knew who it was. ‘Yoongi? W-what do you mean by leaving? Where?’

‘He’s going in Australia to study.’ He said with sympathy but I just stared blankly at him, not comprehending his words.

All I could hear and see were the memories with him spilling out of that door I had locked before in my mind. The first kiss. The first date. The first everything. I was able to see his smile and to hear his voice as if I was experiencing all these moments with him once again.

It felt like eternity until I finally came back to reality. ‘When?’

‘His flight is in thirty minutes. I just dropped him off.’

Suddenly I felt as angry as the moment I found out he was cheating.

*flashback*

I saw Yoongi’s name appear on my lock screen, so I answered. ‘Hi? I was just going to come by-’

‘I’m sorry.’

‘What is wrong, Yoongi.. Speak normaly-’

‘Taehyung is cheating on you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Y/N. I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut about it. He told me to not tell you but I just… I couldn’t stop myself.’

‘Stop lying. Stop telling nonsense…He couldn’t possibly…’

‘I’m sorry. It’s the truth. Believe me just this once.’

*end of flashback*

‘You lied to me, Yoongi. You told me he was cheeting! But you lied to me, didn’t you!?’ I screamed at his face, grabbing his collar. ‘Do you know how heartbroken I was! ’Believe me just this once’ my ass!’

He was just staring at me with his pretty puppy eyes and I wanted to be angry at him, to punch him but I already knew what happened. Taehyung and Yoongi had always been the closest in the band even though the fans couldn’t tell from just the interviews and the concerts. Yoongi always backed up Tae and always held him up whenever he felt like falling down. True friends.

‘ I’m sorry.’ Suga said quietly and I suddenly started crying. No, not just crying, I was cracking. I felt worse than when I thought Tae was cheating. I felt worse than ever and all I could do was just to fall into Yoongi’s arms and cry my heart out. He was gently patting my back and whispering stuff about my boyfriend. He told me that Taehyung had been watching me all the time I was spending with the boys. Whenever I was at the apartment, he would hide in his room and pretend not to be there. Suga told me that Taehyung was really jealous whenever I hugged one of the boys and that Yoongi had to stop him whenever he wanted to come in the room and separate me with the others because he knew I’m only his.

Yoongi told me that Taehyung loved me so much, he cried the entire hour in the car to the airport. He asked his closest friend to take care of me and to be sure not to talk about him whenever Yoongi was around me, as if he never existed, so I would be able to forget him…

 It had been around two hours since I stopped crying when I finally began to comprehend the situation. Taehyung loved me, he never cheated, he was protecting me and he didn’t want to hurt me. I started blaming myself for everything I said to him and wanted to replace all of these dirty words with one last ‘goodbye’ and a hug but I couldn’t. So I just waited and blamed myself for everything.

‘Stop.’ Yoongi said when he saw my expression. ‘It’s not your fault and you know it. You’re just too sad to understand that now.’

‘What am I going to do, Yoongi? I feel like I’m dying on the inside.’

‘Yeah, you kinda look like you’re dying on the outside, too.’ He tried to make me feel better but I just smiled weakly and remembered just three weeks ago, when I saw myself in the mirror and looked okay.

I guess I didn’t feel real pain then. But at that moment, I really, really felt like dying.

                                                  /2 years later/

‘Stop! Stop! Oh my gosh, Jungkook, stop spinning me like that!’ I screamed and laughed with my friend. Me, Kookie, Yoongi and the other boys were at the ice ring and they were teaching me to ice skate. ‘This is the only way to teach you, you know! You’re so bad at it, really, Y/N.’

‘I’m not too bad!’ I smirked and let go of Jungkook’s arm.

‘W-wait, Y/N, you’re going to fall! Come back here! Hey-’

I stuck my tongue out but suddenly I started losing balance so I closed my eyes to get ready for the fall but then when I was about to touch the cold surface a person places his arm around my waist and turned me around so I was facing him.

I didn’t dare to open my eyes, still, but I couldn’t hear the boys saying anything. Then it hit me. His smell. Was I going crazy?

I knew that smell so well, my heart started aching once again. The pain was just as bad even after two years.

I opened my eyes and there he was. A few inches taller, a bit more muscular and with shorter hair but I would’ve recognized this face no matter where, no matter what.

‘You fucking bastard.’ I screamed at his face but it was far different than the last time I called him that. I closed my eyes once again and touched my lips to his.

The Taehyung I knew before would’ve  moved back, being too scared to be this close to me in public but the new Taehyung answered my kiss just as passionately as me.

When we finally separated, I heard claps from behind and I found all the boys smiling at us, some of them too embarrassed to watch us kiss. I laughed and the moment Taehyung saw them, he screamed. ‘Yah! You guys forgot about my cake! I told you I wanted cake!’

At that moment I realized something: there was no old Taehyung and no new Taehyung. There was just Taehyung and I loved him more than ever.