BTS One-shots

Why her, why not me?

"Why her?" Casie sat ahead of me, on a chair with flowers stuck on its back.

"Why not me?" She asked and i wasn't taken aback, surprisingly. Her eyes had narrowed down to mine, looking for a corner where i might regret breaking up with her, where i would want to run away with her from my own wedding.

I smiled unconsciously. I know i shouldn't have, it was shameless of me.

"Why her?" I questioned myself, taking a deep breath.

"Theres no one reason," I chuckled thinking about her laugh when she slipped her coffee on my shirt, the first time we met.

"She bought me a new shirt." I replied, half satisfied with the answer.

"What!" The lady exclaimed, making the passer-by's in the hall pause and peek in the room.

"Yeah" I nodded my head at the memory. Not that i believed in love at first sight, it something in me warned that the girl wasn't going to get away from my life soon. She had took me to the store and got me a color i never though i could wear.

"What's this?" My voice felt on the borderline of screaming and containing myself all in one.

"A shirt, that's what you'd want right?" She tilted her head, confused as to why i looked like she was giving me a dead rat.

"Come on, go and wear it!" She exclaimed happily and pushed the bag to me.

I blinked at her and then back to the bag.

"Do you think this is a sick joke to you! You ruin my shirt, then you drag me to a boring shirt store, buy me the most disgusting colour in the world and i don't even know your name to file a complaint!"

I lashed out at her, not knowing if it was from the excessive mourning i did these last month's or that she ruined the first time i was about to talk to my ex.

"Wait wait, hold on" She pulled back the bag to herself, eyes furrowed deep.

"First of all, it's Yn" She shuffled in her purse and took out money slamming it on my coffee stained chest.

"Buy one for yourself" She yanked her own bag from the counter and left the store like a fuming fire ball. I rushed behind her,catching onto her wrist and took the shirt back from her hold.

I shifted the money back to her, taking out my own and handing it, my ego was hurt more than it should've.

"Reimbursement for your coffee" With that i left the store.

Never in my life did i thought I would start liking the colour yellow and be marrying the girl who made me wear that shirt again.

"How did you guys meet?" She enquired further more and i wouldn't have answered that if it were not my wedding day.

"I think it must be my fate," My lips sticked to my face, stretching more. "Or maybe hers."

Her scrutinizing and furrowed face finally have in and she chuckled leaning back in her seat.

Silence loomed over our heads, but never once did it feel awkward around her, after all the years we've been together, the friendship never ended even if we broke each other's hearts.

"Then I'm happy for you" She smiled softly, giving my hand a slight squeeze and standing up to leave.

"Thank you for coming today, Casie" She turned and fold her hand on chest.

"I wouldnt have missed it!" She smiled wide and left for the bride's room to check up on Yn.

It felt peaceful after talking about it to someone who needed to hear it. Casie was my past, and without clearing the past, how could I go on for my future.

Two hours to the wedding and i sat in the groom's room waiting for the boys to show up. They were on their mission to click me a picture of my soon-to-be wife in her wedding dress. Sure must be a difficult task as they'd been gone for hours.

*Ping*

I opened the message coming from yn and smiled reading the text "come to my room, quick".

Skipping through the hallway to avoid any attention, i sneaked in her room and locked the door behind.

She sat in front of the window, her back facing me. Her long hair were pulled in a neatly packed bun and i reminded myself to pull it out later.

"Hey there wifey" I smirked, leaning against the door. How much ever my voice toned confidence, my heart was beating drumsa nd rools against my chest.

She slowly turned around, my heart beating louder with every second. She looked like the most beautiful thing I would ever see in my life. I felt weak in my knees but something in her eyes worried me.

"Yoongi," Her expressions were stiff and contained, something which terrified my heart the next second. Was she going to call off the wedding? Did she realise i was boring to stay with her whole life? My smile dropped in an instant, the door being my support to stay vertical on the ground.

"Lets elope" Her lips curved into the most evil and mischievous smile and my heart felt like it would detatch from my chest and fall out any second.

"You are going to be the cause of my death one day"

"That's what you signed up for when you said yes" She interwined her fingers into mine and like the most stupidest thing in the world, ran away from out own wedding.

Yep, that's my destiny.