SWEET

Forgetting it all

Yoongi POV

Italic writing within dialogue means that the speech is in English🤗

I sat at my desk, editing the lyrics for one of my tracks. I grunted as I crossed out another line. Aish! I couldn't think straight. Nothing I wrote down made any sense. I closed my notepad and sat back in my chair. Had I made the right choice with Maya? She was right. I had taken her emotions to a high and smacked them back down within a day. I was reckless. But telling her those words, felt like I was shooting myself in each foot. I'm not the type of guy to hook up with girls for the fun of it. I don't  have time for that. I relieve my stress through sleep. But Maya...she made me wonder. Bumping into her occasionally at Big Hit made me want to make up for what I did to her at the restaurant, because she is beautiful and deserves to be treated better. However, I clearly forgotten about how crazy some of my fans are. I couldn't give a flying shit, about what people thought of me just because I was with a black girl. Whether it was good or bad. But...I don't want to drag her into my madness.
"Yah, Yoongi we eating now," Namjoons head peers around my door. I wave my hand at him signalling him to leave me. I wasn't ready to see people yet. Namjoon frowns and steps into my room, which irritated me.
"It's a selection of honey and bbq chicken wings," a side smile appears on his mouth and  my stomach grumbles. My weakness. I grunt and slowly get up out of my chair. I couldn't say no to that.
I follow Namjoon to the living room and see the boys eating in a circle on the floor.  As I walk in I hear a similar voice and laughter. I see Taehyung's back and he's holding up two chicken wings making weird faces. The person he was entertaining bursts out laughing and my heart stops. Literally.
I sit down next to Jin in the circle and see that the girl was Maya.
"Why is she here?" I whisper to Jin.
He chuckles and hands me over a plate, "When is she not here, but I don't mind she's good to have around,"
I look in her direction, and see Taehyung feeding her another chicken wing. His face when he watches her open her mouth, I wanted to throw my fork at his neck😑. The way she smiled at him reminded me of when we were at the restaurant and I fed her kimchi.
"Hyung what are you staring at?" Jimin sat next to me with his arm on my shoulder. I was so phased out I didn't even realise that Jimin had spoken. He sighs and takes a bit out of his wing, "I'm going to take it that you and her were serious, right?" He says through mouthfuls of meat. 
"Just eat your food," I grumble and look down at my plate.
I hear someone get up and I see Taehyung coming towards us. He bends over too pick up some more pieces of chicken. Jimin frowns as he watches the numbers of wings (yes I put it in bold on purpose 😂) decreasing.
"Hey! Leave some for us. How can you take so much? You already had your share," Jimin slaps Tae's arm, but he continues to place more on his plate.
"Leave me. I'm taking more for Maya. She really loves the honey wings,"
I looked up at him, so he thinks he can just snatch her away now?
"If she wanted more, she could have just came here and got it herself," I made sure that I was loud enough so that she could hear me.
"Yeah you would say something like that, because you don't know how to treat a woman," he says looking down at me with hard eyes. He didn't even know half of our story and he was here judging me. I felt my blood start to boil as we maintained eye contact. Jimin sensing the tension makes an over exaggerated cough.
"I'll be taking these," he takes away the food and walks back to Maya. I look over at her and she's looking at me. Not with any curiosity or interest, but of hurt and disappointment.

Maya POV

I followed both Taehyung and Jungkook to the supposedly favourite room.
"Are you ready to see my realm?" Taehyung turns to me with a pervy look on his face, I giggle telling him to open the door. It was probably a game room or something.
"BADABING!" He shouts and flings open the door. I'm greeted by two double beds, the room was in a similar layout too Yoongi's. I turn around to look at Jungkook with raised eyebrows.
"Please go in inside,"  he smiles showcasing his bunny teeth.
I walk in and give Taehyung a warning look.
"You better not be up to any funny business," I say waving my finger at him. He was mainly a full grown child, but he could switch to a smooth operator within a milli second. He smiles and grabs my hand pulling me towards him, Jungkook giggles and closes the door.
"I want to play a game with you," he says, I narrow my eyes at him. I hope he knows that if either of them tries anything, I will give them a nice roundhouse kick. He let's go of my hand and goes to his drawer, he whips out 5 video games and waves them around. I laugh at as he throws them excitedly onto his bed, he retrieves three controllers and Jungkook goes to turn on the TV.
"So what we're you expecting to happen right now?" Jungkook laughs as he sets up the TV. I roll my eyes at him and sit mself down in the middle of the bed facing the TV.
"We're playing this one," Taehyung sits next to me showing me the case of a car racing game.
I frown at the choice of game, "I always lose at these kinds of game,"
"Don't worry. I'll be easy on you," he says lowly with a smirk.
"No funny business," I warn again, as he almost set my loins on fire.
He pulls his famous derp face that always has me bursting out with laughter.
"Hey! Tae said he'll go easy on you, but I won't. I'm here to win," Jungkook says sitting  on the other side of me.
We had the controllers in our hand whilst we waited for the game to load.
"So why were you with Yoongi anyways?" He says whilst setting up the game, I see Taehyung dart him a sharp look from the corner of my eye.
"Don't-" I cut Taehyung of with a hand gesture, Kookie could ask about Yoongi. I was going to have to answer these kinds of questions anyway.
"He wanted to take me to a restaurant, because we had met on bad terms. So he wanted to make up for it, by being nice to me," I kept my gaze on the TV as I chose my racing car, but I could see Jungkooks confused facial expression.
"So why were there pictures of you and him going into an apartment then? Oooooh I see how he made up for it now," he starts to laugh and I was restraining myself from smacking him with the controller. He grows silent for a moment whilst Taehyung chose his car.
"So did you guys actually..." he trails off not finishing the sentence. Ah I should have seen that one coming.
An awkward silence started to build up,  I didn't want to give an answer, and they were waiting for an answer.
The race is set up and I was waiting for player 1 to press start.
"Well...what's the answer?"  Tae turns his head to me and I refused to look at his face.

"Can player 1 press start?"
He sighs and presses the button. I couldn't answer that question, I just couldn't. The tension in the air eased out as we got into the game. I beat Taehyung on the first round, it was probably cause he was figuring out the answer for himself. Jungkook won all the games, to the point where I got pissed off and started to try and sabotage him by grabbing his controller.
"Hey! Crazy woman! Leave me be!" He shouts, I giggle as I still try to grab it and Taehyung laughs as he watches his car pass ours.
"The logic behind this is too funny," he laughs as he finishes the race.
"I won once," I whine.
Jungkook stretches his arms out and makes a loud yawn, he got up from the bed and started walking to the door.
"I'm hungry,"
"Did you not just eat a whole box of wings?" I laugh, he puts a hand over his mouth and makes a small laugh, as he walked out the room his laughter got louder. I shook my head, that boy he was something.
"I don't know how he has the stomach to hold anything else," I say to myself.
Taehyung grunts and switches off the tv, I could see him at the corner of my eye. His head was down and his red-hair hanged off his forehead. He could probably feel my gaze on him, I could see his cheeks rise as he smiled.
"Are you going to tell me?" He asks, he turns his head and his intense gaze had me lost for words. Those long eyelashes made him look like he was wearing eyeliner, he had the perfect nose and his smile was the sweetest. But I knew that he wasn't happy, I don't know why I feel guilty.  It's not like I cheated. But I can't explain the reason to why I'm feeling this way. He's still looking at me waiting for me to answer. I try to get up, but he grabs my hand.
"Maya, tell me,"
"I slept with him," I could feel my face getting hot, he let go of my hand and nodded his head.
"OK," He says, leaning his head against the wall. That smile was gone. I walked out the room, I hated myself for taking that smile away. I hated myself for giving myself to Yoongi so easily.