BTS Imagines

Taehyung ~ She Ain't You

"Tae?" You found him standing in front of your door again. It was the second time this week that this has happened, "What's wrong?"

You can immediately tell from his face that something was wrong. Taehyung is your bestfriend so you knew his every gestures, his every habit and even his weird fondness in cutting up his clothes. As his bestfriend, you always wished for his happiness but he almost always seemed to get his life fucked up. He was always making the wrong decisions despite your endless efforts in helping him.

"Again?" You were furious when you saw his scathed face, "Why do you let her do this to you, Tae?"

"I love her." Was Taehyung's only answer and you thought hard of what to reply with. He was dead set on her. You know that nothing you say to him will make him realize how much of a mistake she is. How wrong he was to choose her.

Your eyes were filled with sadness. For years you've watched him get his heart broken by the same girl and you can't do anything because he loves her. You wanted her to be you. You wanted to make Taehyung look at you the same way he lovingly looks at her but that could never happen; not when he's foolishly in love with her.

"Taehyung." You started, you kept your voice gentle. "You know I'm always here for you. I tried to fix you but nothing I say gets to you." You watched him sitting beside you. He threw his head back and began to stare at the ceiling. "I have nothing on my sleeve.. But let me just ask you for the last time. Are you happy with her?"

Taehyung continued to distract himself, "I love her so much that it hurts."

You were already numb from the pain and so it didn't matter to you anymore whether he leaves her or not. You just want Taehyung to be happy.

"I'll get the first aid kit." You sighed as you stood up. When you returned to the living room, Taehyung wasn't there. "Taehyung?"

"I'm in the kitchen!" He called out.

You went to the kitchen and found him leaning against the kitchen counter, a can of beer in his hand. "Let me see your face." You told him, setting the kit down on the counter.

With your hand you turn his face to you. He had cuts and bruises all over his face. You touch his face with delicate fingers, you feel so broken every time you see him like this. If only he'd listen to you.

"This will sting a bit." You said as you tear the package of cotton swabs soaked in antiseptic solution.

Taehyung flinched a couple of times when you were treating his cuts but he never said a thing. You placed band aids over his cuts when you were done and then you got yourself a can of beer.

Taehyung watched you as you finish your beer in one shot then went to get another can, "You're not the one who got cheated on by the same girl for two years." He said, snatching the can from you and opening it for himself.

"No, I'm not." You told him, getting your beer back from him. "But I'm the girl who always fixed the mess she left."

"I only have you."

You stare back into Taehyung's eyes. This is why you can't leave him. This is why you can't be happy on your own. Because he needs you.

You have no plans of telling him that you have feelings for him. You weren't going to tell him you love him. You made a promise to yourself and you're going to take it to your grave.

"1, 2, 3.. 6.. 9.. 12.." Taehyung fell asleep on the table before he could even finish counting the cans of beer he drank.

"14, you idiot." You told him as you stood him up and assisted him to your bedroom. You dropped him on your bed and sat beside him.