Love it (BTS Suga Fanfic)

Chapter 18

I peeled open my eyes from sleep. I looked around and realized I was laying on the couch but I was back at my real home. I was back in my home country. My favourite red blanket covered half of my body and was keeping my legs warm. I touch the spot next to me where Yoongi was meant to be but he wasn't.

What was happening? How did I get here?

I looked around I was back my old home. The grey couch felt the same making me feel the longing feeling in me. Why was I here? Just minutes ago I was in Korea next to Yoongi...

"Sof!" Beth ran in the living room. "I have big news!!!"

I looked at her confused. I gazed at her looking if there were any differences but she was the same as always.

"I- I thought you are with Taehyung." My voice was raspy like I haven't used it for a while.

"Yeah, in my dreams," She giggles while taking a seat next to me. "But hear me out. BTS are coming to our country!!!!! "

Then she danced to her happy dance and sang songs.

BTS?

"But- but what happened to Yoongi and Taehyung? We were together and Yuri..." I was confused and rambling.

But I was cut off by Beth's loud laugh. 

"Oh, you little fangirl." She laughed out. "And who the hell is Yuri? That sounds like a Korean name."

I shook my head. I didn't understand what just happened. I was in Korea just a moment ago and now I'm at my old house and Beth was saying that she didn't know Taehyung. Maybe I was dreaming? It has to be a dream. But my head was telling me otherwise. That all things I had with Yoongi was not real but that world was a dream. All those months were a dream? All of them. 

Beth turned on the TV and there was an ad about BTS coming to our country and they are going to perform. It was shiny and sparkly, the ad was making my eyes hurt. 

"Don't worry I got the tickets already." Beth squealed jumping in her seat next to me making me move with her. 

Then realization came over me. I looked at the seven boys who were dancing on my TV screen. This was real. I'm back in reality. BTS is my all-time favourite k-pop group and I was just a fangirl. I wished that I could go back into my dream and be with Yoongi again. Those were the best moments of my life. No, not my life but my dream. That was the best dream I ever have seen. I wish that I can go back. 

But I was so certain that all of it was real and I have been with Yoongi. All of the good sweet times with him and his sweet smile. 

Now I was just a fan to him and nothing special. I loved their music and Suga is my favourite member of them all. It's not that I hate on others Suga just have a special place in my heart. After this dream, I knew I really loved him even though it wasn't real. 

"I will be back," I said to my best friend who was still really hyped about the concert. I ran to my room to find the painting. It was the painting that I drew but it wasn't finished. Suga's blond hair wasn't different compared to my dream. With the bright Suga's smile in my mind, I started to paint it. I painted his lips and his beautiful teeth. 

After some time I was finished. I backed away from my artwork and it was perfect. This was what I was looking for. I thought that painting was just a dream too but somehow I got the feeling that it is real and I have drawn it before. 

With confusion, I remembered that I dreamed one day as Yoongi's point of view. He was thinking about me and Beth came into his room started to give him advice on how to get me back. It was night and no moon and no stars were seen. But I wanted to go back. I wanted to feel the warmth of his arms around my waist and his soft lips against mine. I wanted to hear his sweet voice. But everything that I saw wasn't real. All a lie. 

Just then I wanted to cry. There was the pain in my chest. It felt like a knife was stabbing in my heart trying to kill me. Hot tears rolled down my cheek leaving me just like Yoongi did. Now I won't ever hear his voice and never feel his touch and never look into his warm brown eyes. My knees gave up on me and I fell on the floor sobbing and gripping my shirt where was my heart. Why can't I go back?

Nothing lasts I guess. 

Whilst laying on the floor I looked with teary eyes at the painting. I felt the urge to burn it and leave it just like that but at the same time I didn't want to forget the dream and it seemed like it was the only reminder to me of the time with Yoongi. 

"Sof?" Beth came in my room just to see me laying on the floor with tearstained cheeks and swollen eyes. "What happened? Why are you crying?" 

I shook my head not trusting my voice because I knew if I talk I will start crying harder. 

"Hey, whatever happened I'm here." She smiled at me kneeling down next to me. She let me cry silently till I stopped.

"I saw a dream. It was more like real life but it was a dream. It was about Suga. I was moved to Korea because my parents forced me. At first, I didn't like it at all but after I got to know Bangtan as just teenagers in school, except Namjoon wasn't there, I don't know why though, made me realize that it wasn't that bad. I had a good time with all of them and you were there too. You were so happy with Taehyung that I feel like I took away what you deserve. We all were really happy but I got into a fight with Yoongi because of his ex, but after that, he apologized and everything was back into their places. But as I woke up I was back here." I looked at Beth who was patiently listening to me. She nodded her head to let me know she was listening. 

She didn't say anything for a while and I was worried that she thinks I'm crazy. But Beth smiled at me.

"It's okay, I have weird dreams too," that was all she said before she got a call from her mom to come home. I bid her goodbye but she was yelling that everything was okay. But in reality, it wasn't.

Nothing was.