Bts Imagines [ Book 2 ] EDITING IS ON

Taehyung (part 1)

You stared at your phone which lit up a picture of Taehyung and another girl, smiling at each other. Your tears were already rolling down your eyes as you sobbed hardly. All those dance practices excuses were fake; and the prove was right in your hands. He lied to you—to meet another girl. Another meaning to this, he cheated on you.

The click on the doorknob had no longer made you jump and hug him tightly; instead, it made you clench your fist tightly as you glared at him through your glossy, teary eyes as he walked in. Taehyung looked at you, and he knew why you were crying. He looked down, sighing heavily, "Jagiya, I'm sorry." he muttered. You didn't say anything and looked away, disappointment and pain eaten you down. "Jagiya, I'm sorry." he repeated, but a bit loudly.

The truth is; he got bored of you, the cute, kind and innocent one. He wanted more than just cute, so he lied to you to go to clubs, finding new girls there. It has been a week he's like this. But, he also did it because he knew you would forgive him—at least, that's only what he thought. "Jagiya," he breathed, looking at you "You forgive me right?" he continued, "Let's start a new love; with that, I swear I won't hurt you again, and you can trust me this time. I'll be loy—"

"No." you interrupted, wiping your tears and stood up, facing him. Only by one word, you knocked him down. He looked at you with a pained expression, his heart hitched in his throat as he imagined things without you. "_____–" he called out, but you raised your hand a little, telling him to stop. "I don't like that you're taking advantages of me, even if I'm kind-hearted," you started, voice breaking at the end—it broke his heart; he didn't want you to be hurt because of him. "Taehyung, this isn't movies you watched; I'm never going to forgive you so easily. Maybe, I'll never forgive you."

He wanted to close his ears, not wanting to hear your hurtful words, but he realized he deserved this. "I– Don't leave me," he pleaded, biting his lower, trembling lip. You looked at him with eyes full of disgust before scoffing quietly, enough for him to breakdown. "Why wouldn't I?" he looked at you, eyes full of desperate and sadness, "because I don't think I can live without you." You sighed quietly, heart twisting of his lies. You shook your head as you stared at the wall blankly, tears freely going down.

"Please don't go after me," you muttered, slowly walking to the frontdoor, "I'll never be back even if you do." 

Taehyung has been a mess since that; he didn't remember having a comfortable sleep since then. Life without you was hard. Everytime he woke up, he would be greeted by showers of cute, morning pecks by you. But now, it's like the air was the one who gave him those kisses. When he walked in the kitchen in the afternoons, he expected you to be there; cooking new recipes. But now, he went to the kitchen, and was greeted by the empty table.

It's also hard because usually, you would clean up the house while he's just there, relaxed. That day he was cleaning up the house alone, he found your diary under the bed. When he opened it, it was full of him. That time, he finally broke down as he read all those praises you wrote for him. Unfortunately, when he reached the last page—it was something he wished you wouldn't write, something that made he gasp for air, the pain kept coming as he sobbed hardly; slamming the book close. "I hate you, Kim Taehyung."

He can't the pain he's feeling. He gone through your SNS accounts, and he realized you found another one, you had moved on. He caused the pain to both of you guys, right? He took a razor, and sighed heavily, smiling slightly, "_____, I hate me too." his voice broke a little; tears rolling down endlessly. Taehyung didn't want to do this; but maybe this is the only thing he can decrease the pain a bit.

Slowly, he turned on the razor and began cutting his wrist with that. Not even a second til the blood flow down his wrist. He stopped cutting after a few minutes, as he held his arm in pain. He collapsed because of his weak knees. There, he broke down. He let himself cry his heart out and sobs after sobs coming out of his mouth. His body trembled because of the hard sobs. He tried to catch some air, before screaming his heart; still sobbing. "I'm sorry!" he shouted again.

He banged his head to the wall as he closed his eyes, suddenly feeling sleepy and tired. A few minutes of eye-resting, he opened his eyes and dug his bang which was near him for a water bottle. He splashed water to his wrist which blood was now drying up, to leave no stains. He took out his phone, and dialed his hyung, Yoongi. "Yeobseo?" Taehyung heard the worry in Yoongi's echoed voice. "Yah! Taehyung! Where are you?!" Yoongi yelled again through the phone.

A few seconds of silence, Taehyung sighed slightly, "hyung..." he paused and licked his lips nervously, "I miss her."Taehyung barely can whisper, his voice broke down in the end. "Taehyung-ah," Yoongi sighed on the other line. "Just come back to the dorm, you'll be okay here." Taehyung barely could hear what Yoongi was saying because his head suddenly felt heavy, and his heart was shattering to painfully. He remembered mumbling your name, before his surrounding became black, and his head banged the floor.