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Yoongis POV

    "Hyung... Do you think Alex noona still loves you?"
    "She loves all of us pabo." Taehyung smacked the back of Jungkooks head.
    "Not like that! I mean why did she say no to hyungs proposal if she loves him in that way?" I couldn't answer Kook. I sat frozen staring at the black television screen processing everything that she had said. This whole time I thought I was the only one suffering, the only one holding back their tears every day. I tried so hard to forget about Alex. I tried moving on. Alcohol just made me miss her more. Other women just... weren't her. In the end I resorted to sleeping around to try and ease the loneliness. A different woman almost every other night. Most were fans that were happy to get in and idols bed even if just for a few hours. It got so bad that the managers had to start making people sign contracts before they left so word didn't get out at that THE Min Yoongi was a playboy and liked sleeping around. That would hurt the BTS image for sure.

    I remember hearing her name about 2 years ago. The stylists were talking amongst themselves while we were all prepping for a concert. I was sitting in one of the makeup artists chair with my eyes closed going over words in my head to get me in the performing mentality. They started talking about models they were recently asked to work with, and then it happened. The one working on me said clear as day "Bora Moon" the rest of the guys just ignored and kept prepping, but they didn't know what I knew. They didn't know that your real name is Bora. The sound of your name brought me back down to my weakest point. I didn't want to hear your name ever again, I snapped at the makeup artist.
    "Don't you two have things that you should be focusing on? Stop gossiping and do your job." I still had my eyes closed but the anger in my voice caused the entire room to go quiet. Both of them apologized numerous times though it was me that should have apologized to them. They did nothing wrong, but your name brought out the worst in me at the time. The hurt I felt targeted towards others who had no clue what was really going on with me.

    But then that day came. The sound of your heels clicking was so confident and loud. I was in a bad mood because we were being forced to put up with what I thought was going to be another annoying assistant that would last maybe a month tops. I didn't look up when you walked in, just focused on the sound of your heels against the linoleum flooring and the sound of Band pd nims voice introducing you. It didn't process what he had said as I began dozing off in the chair. Until I was startled by the sound of Jungkooks chair falling backwards. I shot up in my seat and looked over at him, but he wasn't there, my eyes followed where everyone else's were and there you were. Standing there like a deer caught in headlights right on front of us. A dream. I thought at first. Until you spoke as Kook clung to you like a baby seeing their mother for the first time in a long time. Everyone was focused on you. The others were happy to have their friend back and I was happy just to be in the same room as you are again. 

    I had come to terms with the fact that I would never see you in person ever again and yet here you were. Standing just a few feet away from me and yet just as far out of reach. You were just as gorgeous as the day you left. Barely recognizable though. You were alot smaller, no doubt from being forced into harsh diets and workout routines. You wore makeup, you never really did in college so seeing it on you as if you were it every day was a shock. Your hair was longer and dyed black, no longer was the shoulder length dirty blonde hair I had grown accustomed to seeing. It was you but it wasn't, I didn't recognize you. You looked my way and time stopped. I wanted to run to you, hug you and tell you I still loved you. But then you smiled at me as if nothing had ever happened between us. I thought you had moved on. Maybe gotten a boyfriend and settled down, or you just concealed your emotions a lot better than you used to. Fame will do that to you. Both of us had changed but my emotions stayed the same.

    "Yoongi!" My head snapped to the side where Namjoon stood with the rest of the guys staring at me.
    "Hyung you're getting the steps wrong." Hoseok stood at the front of the group covered in sweat.
    "Take five everyone." Namjoon came up to me and led me out of the practice room into the hall.
    "What's wrong?" I groaned and slumped down onto the floor and tangled my hands into my sweat soaked hair.
    "She's what's wrong."
    "Who?"
    "Alex!"
    "I thought you would be happy that she's back, did something happen?" Namjoon sat down next to me; he wasn't leaving till he got the whole story out of me.
    "I am happy and no nothing happened but that's the problem. She's been with us for 3 months now and nothing. No reaction to anything I do. The teasing and flirting don't work on her. It never did. I just wish she would give me some kind of sign that she still loves me the way that I love her. Being around her gets harder every day, I can't ignore her presence and it's driving me insane. She drives me insane. I still wear the damn ring I proposed to her with every day. She's all I think about, and I don't think she even thinks about me anymore." My head rested against the wall as I closed my eyes and breather happy to finally get all of that off my chest.
    "Yoongi, I know you don't want to hear this but maybe Alex moved on. It's been years since you two have seen or spoken to each other. Not everyone is going to still be the same after that much time. This isn't a drama." Namjoon chuckles trying to lighten the atmosphere, but it doesn't work. I just groan again and cover my face with my hands.
    "It'll all work out one way or another. But right now, your group needs you, we can't do this without you. We need the all famous Min Yoongi, without you there is no BTS." He stands up and holds out his hand. I sigh and grab it as he helps me up and we walk back in the practice room.

    "You two ready? We have to get this footwork for Dope down before the next concert. Hyung, are you focused now?" I nod my head at Hoseok as I get into position. He turns on the music and runs to take his place. We practice for hours, and we finally get a run through without any stopping or messing up. Jimin claps his hand at the end of the song, happy that we all finally got it down.
    "Okay let's do it again!" Hoseok shouts and runs to restart the song earning groans and protests from the rest of us.
    "Hobi, not everyone has your superhuman stamina when it comes to dancing." Alex stands in the doorway laughing at us all.
    "How long have you been there?" Kook runs up to Alex and grabs one of the cold water bottles she brought us.
    "Long enough to see the final product of the dance. You guys are really good. I can't wait for the concert." She walked over and stands above me.
    "Want some water grandpa?" She giggles causing me to frown.
    "I'm not a grandpa." I snatch the water bottle and sit up chugging it.
    "Soooo. Who's hungry? I'm buying!" All of the guys jump up and surround her shouting out places they wanted to go eat.
    "You coming, Yoongs?" That nickname causes a flutter in my chest. 
    "Yeah. But I'm picking the restaurant." I jump up and run to everyone, slinging my arm over Alexs shoulders resulting in a scoff and a "creep" from her.