INEVITABLE; taehyung [✓]

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kim taehyung

with each step i took, i forced a smile onto my lips. as the clock ticked in the background, my heart couldn't help but slightly falter as it eventually chimed, the loud chime echoing through the empty backstage hallway. screams erupted from the meeting room, and in the pit of my stomach, a knot couldn't help but form.

i always loved going to fan meetings during our debut. i loved the rush of hundreds of adoring fans screaming your names, along with your hyung's names, and the passionate glint in their eyes when they step up to the panel.

but, after a while, i grew tired of fan meetings. they seemed too far stretched, over exaggerated, overused, and flat out boring to me nowadays. sure, i loved meeting army's, but i didn't have as much energy and passion as i did during my debut. instead, i'm more of a hollow shell of what i used to be, forcing a smile onto my face each fan meeting i partake in, putting on a mask of what people want me to be. but, with each fan meeting i go to, my heart cracks a bit more.

i was growing tired. tired of the fame, tired of the singing, tired of the dancing, tired of, well, everything. i wanted my normal life back. i wasted valuable time i could've spent with my grandma before she.. moved on.

i was so involved with trying to please our fans that i hadn't focused on myself for a while, and it was much needed. i needed a break, but i knew i wasn't going to get one, i was too far into the fame to turn back now. everyone knew my name, and i couldn't escape my stage identity, V, and just be normal kim taehyung.

since my stage identity had practically taken over my life, i hadn't settled down with a special someone i was destined to spend my life with. i was so caught up in dance rehearsals, concerts, fan meetings, and interviews, that i hadn't began searching for someone i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. my family had been nagging me for ages, wondering where their daughter in law was. and, every year, i give them the same answer- "somewhere."

as deep as it sounded, i knew she was somewhere, i just hadn't found her yet.

"taehyung-ah, junbi doeeossnayo?" i stopped at the stage door, running my fingers through my hair stressfully. i sighed, before inhaling deeply, calming myself down before we stepped onstage. i nodded, clenching my fist into a ball before forcing a smile upon my lips, watching as hoseok opened the door.

(( translation: taehyung, are you ready? ))

i stepped out of the door first, and almost instantaneously, screams erupted from the mouths of hundreds of fangirls in the crowd. i flinched at the sudden outburst, but nonetheless kept a smile plastered on my lips.

my hyung's piled out behind me, waving to the crowd. i followed along, my movements seeming like a preprogrammed robot compared to theirs.

i walked to the end of the panel, taking a seat in my designated chair, almost immediately grabbing the marker provided for me and twirling it absentmindedly between my fingers as a way to keep myself busy as my hyung's took their seats as well.

"hello everyone!" namjoon took the liberty to grab the microphone off of the table, since he was the best at english within the group. "we are BTS!"

i looked out into the crowd, quietly observing. almost everyone in the crowd was on their feet, except for one girl, who was seated directly front and center, her arms crossed over her chest and a blank expression on her face.