Kpop one shots

Someone like you. Taehyung - BTS

(Mind that I do not know what bighit looks like, and this description is solely for the purpose of the story.)

With a sigh, I stood in front of the bighit building. I stared up at it, looking and Taehyung, who was on the banner above the entrance. With a small nod, I entered the building, heading towards the reception. I smile at the lady there, before speaking up. "Hello, do you know where I might find Kim Taehyung?" I question, politely. The woman nods in response. "Yes. I believe he has a photoshoot with the rest of the members, on the third floor. You should find him there." I thank the lady, that I have met a few days prior to this moment.
I have came here before, as I had to look for Taehyung. Tomorrow, will mark 7 years since we have last seen each other back in Daegu. I tightly held the little box in my hand, as I went up to the third floor.
I looked around the many rooms, to find bright flashes of white coming from a large area. I figured thats where they are, and entered, instantly looking for them. I looked around, staff running around with make up brushes, hair brushes and what not. "Woahh.." I huffed out, mesmerised by the scene.
I finally looked over at the main part of the shoot, to see all the boys looking happy, posing for the camera. I stood back and watched them, before the staff said that they deserved a break, and the boys dispersed, doing their own things. I immediately followed Taehyung, lightly grabbing his arm, to get his attention.
I smiled once he turned around to me, as my heart started to race.
"H-hey. Do you remember me?" I ask looking at him hopefully. He looked at me intently, leaning close to have a better look at my face. "No..? Who are you?" He asked, backing away, giving me a suspicious look. My smile dropped in a second. "Uhm.. (Y/N). Don't you remember? Our moms were best friends.. and so were we.." I was able to reply to him, an uneasy feeling appearing in my stomach, causing me to tighten the grip around the little grey box in my hand.
"Oh. I kind of remember you. You look... different," He perks up. "What are you doing here?" I look down, bringing the box up a little, holding it in my hands. "I-I wanted to see you again.. I missed you.." i admit, not looking up from the floor, like I've never seen it before. "Oh.. I missed you too." He spoke, although I could tell he didn't really mean it. At all.
I finally found the courage to look back up at him. "Umm.. I don't know i-if you remember, but, we had these dog chain necklaces, and tomorrow, will be the day I haven't seen you for seven years.." I stop talking to take a breath, as I felt a lump forming in my throat, and tears filling my eyes. I continued to speak after a few seconds. "I wanted to give you yours back, since you never took it with you.." I show him the grey box.
He took it from me, and opened it, and stared at it; face showing no emotion at all. "I'm sorry but, I can't keep it.." Taehyung said, pushing it back into my hands. I look up to him, disbelief clear in my eyes. "W-what? Why?" I ask, tears threatening to fall. "I just can't." Was his reply, before he walked off.
I stood there, and watched his figure disappear and my vision become blurry from the tears, that were now running down my cheeks.
I dropped the box, leaving it there as I walked out of the building, my mind barely there to think about where I'm walking. 'He rejected it.. after all those years of promising me that he won't forget about me, or about the only thing that we shared..'

Taehyungs P.O.V
I groaned as I looked up at the younger male, trying to get my attention. "What do you want Jungkook..." I asked, annoyed. He passed me the grey box that I have not accepted from (Y/N). "It's addressed to you.." the younger staid, trowing it onto my legs, as I wasn't taking it from him. He walked away right after.
With a sigh I opened the box, having nothing better to do, to find a dog tag necklace, with a heart shape missing from it. There was a small note stuck to the inside of the cover.
I removed the paper, opening it up to find a small note from her/him. I felt guilty rejecting her/him even more after reading the note. 'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' I think to myself, tears lining the bottom of my eye.
'I hope you remember me, as much as I remember you. I never got to tell you before you left, but I loved you since you helped me out with those assholes in the park.
From (Y/N)'