Love Shot - TAEJINKOOK

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    I was bored with everything since I woke up, it seemed that the day had already prepared to knock me down before I got out of bed.

     Jimin wasn't home, Yoongi had traveled last night, my aides didn't have any work for today, my "friends" were busy. And me, lying on the couch staring at the ceiling after having released Taemin as an extra break.

     I hate being alone with myself. Funny that it seems that I can be okay with anything, while the truth is that I am very needy. Not even my pet is with me today.

     Symphonies played, echoing throughout the house, then went back to a rock playlist, I didn't understand a word they sang, but it cheered me up to know that they are songs chosen by Jimin, it was like having his presence even when he is not.

     Jimin had warned me that he was going to stop by Jin's house after a few rehearsals. Deciding not to go was a salvation for my skin, since my relationship is terrible and my fragility can open gaps for me to return to old bad situations. Namjoon and Jimin always went to his house, avoided comments near me and Namjoon's parties were no longer my thing, Yoongi didn't feel comfortable seeing me there, nor did I.

     I'm losing my friends 'cause I can't erase these feelings inside of me.

     I decided to leave the house and go to a diner, drovefor a few minutes and stopped at a diner I had never been to. I entered theplace, it was empty which gave me relief, I walked to a table near the windowto be able to observe everything. I took my blocks from my bag, they werealmost finished. There was a lot of scribbling and many of them I still feelashamed to read. Yoongi couldn't get out of my head, since our relationshipdoesn't seem right to me. He doesn't have time for me, he couldn't answer mymessages in less than three hours. Everything was tiring me, and with my gazefocused, I wrote what I was feeling on another sheet. Something that startedout so good, became bitter.

     — Good afternoon sir, do you want to place your order yet? — A beautiful girl with dark eyes, she seemed to try to read what I wrote with curiosity, looking at my aesthetics different from the people who frequent the place, she must have been a little curious. — I want a portion of Bingsu.

     I ask without curiosity to go deeper into what the menu offered.

     — At that time? — She quickly ignores what she says, writing down the request. — In two minutes at most I will bring your request.

     I agree watching her leave. Looking at my notes, I could only feel nothing but frustration in them, for being next to those who do not satisfy me. Half of the blame wasn't Yoongi's, he approached me in a bad phase, a phase that so far haunts me and doesn't abandon me in any way.

     When the lady returns with my order, I ask her to bring me an up-to-date fashion magazine. While I wait for her, I take out my cell phone to call Jimin, I wanted to let he know that when I finished here I would go to Jin's house. I'm going to make that choice, I'm going to try to get on good terms with him, we're adults, I'm dating and Jin has been through a lot and although he refused to go to the show I invited him to, I know it's not because he hates me.

     But before I could call, I watched the tall person who came in and walked in a hood covering his face to the cashier. I squinted, I had no glasses and the distance didn't favor me, but I knew that body very well. When the man turned his face to look around, he met my gaze, and it was Sehun. Upon seeing me, he seemed to say goodbye to the attendant and pointed to my desk where Sehun was soon heading.

     Holy shit, he's not coming to talk to me. I put my cell phone on the table and follow him with my eyes, damn he's going to come talk to me.

     — Taehyung! Dude, are you coming here? I always pass by here after running, I love eating Deung Galbi from here, but I've never seen you before. — Sehun was already dragging a chair and sitting facing me, my face had locked into a smile without further reaction.