Michael Evans Behling Imagines

Out Of Love Part 2

Michael's POV

Watching as you sped away from me, the last few months replayed in my head. The partying, drinking, working and clearly, ignoring you was definitely not the way to handle any of it. I never wanted you to leave — not like that at least, but I had it coming. I didn't tell you what happened for me to even avoid you. Avoiding you was never the plan. I didn't know how to tell you about the woman I left to be with you. Yes, I could've communicated better but how do you tell your girlfriend that your ex is pregnant and claiming that you're the father? It took a while to wrap my head around it and I got a paternity test done — I'm not that stupid to believe everything she told me about her pregnancy and besides, why would she wait six months to tell me something this huge? I highly doubt that the baby is mine because the last time I slept with her was a week before I broke up with her.

That means that it's been at least eight months since so I'm fucked whichever way I look at it. The one person who didn't know I needed them just left and I'm here standing like an idiot, hoping that she turns around and comes back to me. Unlikely, really.

Normal POV

I arrived at the studio and found my team waiting for me and I rush towards them to get this started. Walking in, I see the members of BTS already there with their managers. I release a deep breath before exchanging pleasantries, receiving the same from them before we start discussing the possibility of a collaboration — the boys were very vocal about wanting this to happen so the meeting finished relatively quickly after signing a few papers and exchanging numbers with the leader for when they wanted to start recording and whatever else they might need while working with me.

As each of them left, I got a huge smile as they walked out the door with the leader slowing to a stop in front of me. The height difference was clear as I looked up at him, curious to know what he wanted.
"Hey, um, if you don't mind me asking, are you okay? It just seemed like you weren't completely with us when you weren't speaking. I'm sorry if I overstepped, it's just that I don't want to have to worry about something like that once we start working and," suddenly he's cut off by me walking out and trying to hide my tears from him but it doesn't work as he pulls my arm away from the door, intercepting my escape plan. When he turns me around, my head is still down but that doesn't last long before he sees the tears and pulls me into his embrace, letting me cry into his shirt.

I tried to stop myself but as soon as he hugged me tight, I couldn't hold back anymore so I just cried until I couldn't. Even then, he still held me when I finally stopped and only when I let go of him did he tell me, "Call me when you want to talk, and I don't mean work, okay?" I nodded and thanked him before walking out after him, closing the door behind me and going to my studio. I walked down the hall and turned left , reaching my studio door and walked in.

I figured I'd leave the door open for anyone who might need me but once I got in the booth, I let it all out. At least what I had for the moment. (Imma leave the door open)

I won't tell you I'm lonely
'Cause it may be selfish
I won't ask you to hold me
'Cause that won't mend what's helpless

There's not a thing I could say
Not a song I could sing
For your mind to change
Nothing can fill up the space
Won't ask you to stay
But let me ask you one thing

Oh, when did you fall out of love, out of love?
Oh, when did you fall out of love with me?

I felt like it was enough but at the same time, I wanted to keep going, so I did.

I can't float in an ocean
That's already been drained
I won't cry your feet now
I know my tears will fall in vain

There's not a thing I could say
Not a song I could sing
For your mind to change
Nothing can fill up the space
Won't ask you to stay
But let me ask you one thing

Oh, when did you fall out of love, out of love?
Oh, when did you fall out of love with me?
The tears slowly rolling down my face again as I sing. Unbeknownst to me, I had an audience.

No use wondering
Why your change in heart has wandered
So I'll ask you this question
'Cause it might help me sleep longer

Oh, when did you fall out of love, out of love?
Oh, when did you run out of love for me?

With a slightly lighter heart at getting my feelings out, I finish the song, still hurt nonetheless.

Out of love (out of love)
Out of love (out of love)
Out of love with me

I make my way out of the booth and to the sound panel to adjust the recording as I see fit, not noticing my audience in the room. "That was beautiful," I jumped hearing Namjoon's voice behind me. How and when did he get here? "How much of that did you hear," I ask him not noticing the lack of space between us. I cleared my throat, suddenly realizing how close he is to me and took a step back, only to trip on nothing and I closed my eyes bracing myself for impact but it never came.

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Hi everyone! Here's part two and I'm putting part 3 up ass soon as it's done. Enjoy also, the songs used are not mine - obviously and sadly - I just had to put that out there because I kinda forgot to type this the first time but now it's here so I won't get sued. Also big thank you to @meloballer201 for requesting a part two. You're awesome 😎