This is gonna be a series of switch ups between V and Anaya over a series of months. I just want you to kind of be able to get Into their minds to understand more lol.
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Feeling the wood of my door slide down my back.
I sink to the floor and cry harder than I ever have before.
I don't know how long I've sat there, but I suddenly hear a knock on my door.
"Anaya open up I know you're in there," a voice says.
I don't respond.
"Anaya I mean it"
I slump over and weakly open the door.
"Oh my gosh what's wrong," a concerned Anna says.
"Nothing" I turn to walk away.
"It's Taehyung isn't it"
I sigh and fall on my couch almost crying all over again.
•••
I finish shoving my last bit of clothes Into my bag when I remember I didn't take the things off my dresser.
Finding a collection of hats and pieces of candy I come across a picture of Anaya and I.
Her dark black waves cascade down her shoulders and her piercing brown eyes stare back at me.
My height dominates her 5'1 figure as my arm sits comfortably around her curves.
Her caramel skin glows next to my tan skin.
I can feel tears form in my eyes as I witness her white angelic smile.
•••
"And I made him leave," I finish up my sentence.
"Anaya why?"
"Anna you just don't understand okay," I say rising up from the couch.
"Understand what?" She says following me.
"Leave it alone Anna"
"No tell my why its so bad that you two have fallen for each other"
"That's just it!" I shout "I have these..these feelings and I'm scared of them okay I'm scared that things will go wrong I'm scared when I can't control myself I'm scared why his stupid fucking smile makes my knees weak I hate him ..god I hate him so much," I finish up weakly.
"Then," she says sitting down on the floor next to me "let's go get him"
"No...I want him to go...he's wanted this for too long....as long as he sees I want him to stay...he will"
•••
I lay across the seats in the airport.
It's fairly quite seeing that I'm the only person needing a flight from Tennessee to South Korea.
"Flight 325 for Mr....ah Kim Taehyung," an attendant says butchering my name.
All that can be heard is the sound that if you didn't listen close enough could be mistaken as a ducks quack coming from my shoes.
As I walk I look down at my phone.
Out of a habit I almost dial Anaya's number.
Actually all I do is use voice command to say "dial noona woona"
I smile at her contact name but decide against it remembering how upset she was.
And this of all things at this very moment causes my heart to ball into a fist.
