Bittersweet

36: Love is just a four letter word

Taehyung whistled through the corridor. His long fingers comfortably tucked inside his pockets. His face was glowing. His cheeks were plumped up and his smile was blinding. He was bowing to everyone and enthusiastically greeting everyone.
"Hi Tzuyu!"
Her eyes scanned his bright smile. He was... Happy. But why? For Kiera? Of course!
"Yes Sunbaenim?"
Her voice just as cold as her face. He is just her senior. Just a senior. He loves Kiera. Not her.
Tzuyu's eyes as blank as a paper. But also crumpled up into a messy little ball. Cracks here and there. She's never going to be the same. Her soul broken into small pieces just like shards of a beautiful mirror smashed into uncountable pieces.
"Why do you look so pale, Tzuyu? Is it the workload..."
"Anything else Sunbaenim?"
Taehyung looked at Tzuyu. His smile a bit faint now. Tzuyu motionlessly smirked. But again, Taehyung giggled. He was seeing the world through coloured lenses. Nothing was dull.
"No."
"I appreciate your concern. Have a nice day."
Her heels turned away. Her head high. A small smile on her lips. She felt a tad bit stronger. She was of course still in love. She felt bitter inside. But her face. She didn't show it on her face.
Her colour was blue. Everything was painted with the heaven's true colour. Blue. Soothing? I think not! Threatening. Threatening to keep one quiet. Calming? More like dominating. Dominating happiness, joy, love with sadness.

"Nini?"
She was standing still. Her eyes cold. The cold wind touching her. The thin gown not enough to keep her warm. Namjoon smiled. His lady was mad at him.
"Here, it would keep you warm."
She felt his cologne. His warmth. She cocked her eyebrows at him and clicked her tongue. His coat was just like his soul. Warm. She crossed her arms,
"Did I tell you I was cold?"
He fixed the coat. Chuckling his signature laugh,
"No... But again, you never tell anyone about your pain. You hide it and go through it alone. Thankfully, I'm Kim Namjoon. Your Joon Oppa. I know you my Ttalgi."
His hands wrapped around her waist and his chin on her shoulder. She chuckled,
"Really? Then tell me MY JOON OPPA, what do I want now? Like right now?"
Namjoon laughed and hummed,
"Miss Jennie Kim. At this very moment you want me close, hearing your thoughts, assuring you about my feelings. You want to find your old friend in me, not only a lover. Plus, I brought icecream."
Jennie burst into a gummy smile and wrapped her tiny arms around Namjoon's body. She buried her face on his chest, still recovering from the giggles.

"You are late again?"
Rosé rolled her eyes. Jimin just scratched his nape,
"Sorry babe. But this whole Queen situation..."
"I'm so done with you Park Jimin! All you care about is work, work and work! You have a girlfriend for god sake!"
Rosé screamed at the man in front of her. Her Australian accent prickling through his ears. Jimin said in a broken british way,
"Miss. Roseanne Park, I have a job to do. It's nothing more than the job. I've worked a lot to be where I am..."
"Are you the only one with a job? Just look at Namjoon Oppa or even Taehyung Oppa! I don't even know if the thing between us is love or not!"
"What the fuck makes you think that Chaeyoung? Of course I love you!"
Rosé took a step back. Jimin's voice was ringing in her ears. Her hands on her chest, her mouth agape and her beautiful eyes filled with tears. Still she yelled,
"Really? What have you even done for me? Look at Taehyung Oppa! He made such a grand gesture to prove his love... That too towards a criminal. Namjoon Oppa smuggles flowers and icecream for Diamonds. But you! You, Park Jimin, are so careless that you don't even have time for me! You never give me time! I'm always waiting... And you? You only have time for work. For your past hardworks. I'm just nothing to you..."
Rosé closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. She looked straight into Jimin's eyes. Her gorgeous eyes glistening from tears. She spoke with shivering lips,
"If this is what it is. Then I suggest we should break up."
Jimin felt the world shatter to pieces. His lips parted into a whisper,
"Rosé..."
"Sorry but all my life I've been through a lot. And when I finally found some peace in you, you decide to ignore me now. You decide to put work before me. Only thing I ever asked from you was love and care and time. Tell me, was I wrong? I wanted to treasure your love forever. But everytime you are late. Everytime  you are busy. I just can't take it anymore! You know I'm afraid of screams and loud scoldings. But tell me what you did just now? You just yelled at me. If this is what your love is, I might as well just let you go."
Rosé wiped her tears and calmly said, in a rather professional way,
"From today onwards, we are nothing more than colleagues. You are my senior and I'm your Junior. That's all I have to say to you. Bye Sunbaenim."
Jimin saw the love of his life turn and walk away. Her heels wobbling. Jimin whispered to himself, a tear drop came out of left eye,
"Bye, Rosé-ssi."

"Taehyung, I know that the previous events were very frustrating for both of us. But I need you my buddy, Rosé broke up with me."

Taehyung halted in his tracks. He reread the message. No way! How? Why? When? Rosé and Jimin were the perfect couple. Taehyung always dreamt of having something like them. He wanted to be on the same level as Jimin, but unlike Jimin he was confused. Rosé and Kiera were two opposite ends of spectrum. No way can the same surprises work. Jimin and Rosé just felt right. But... How?
He walked in Kiera's cabin. Kiera was sitting on the windowsill. She didn't bother to turn towards him. Her gaze empty, so was her head. Taehyung came and picked her up in his arms,
"Hi Doll!"
This was it. Kiera inhaled a deep breath and motionlessly said,
"We need to talk Kim Taehyung."