BTS imagines // ENDED.

F.U. pt.2 |Taehyung|

Length: 1578words
Warning: ANGST, NO HAPPY ENDING
A/N: I feel that the main character of F.U. is way too independent and strong to actually go back to the person that cheated on her, hence, like what I always try to do, I wrote as realistically as I could. As I was super disappointed with my last update ((it wasn't my type of writing style at all.)), I put in extra effort to make this as good as possible and I'm glad to say, this is a success. Hope you guys like it!

Q: Did you guys buy the YNWA album?
A: Yes I did! I bought both versions hehe ((but i'm broke now and have to survive on instant food))

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Her steps felt lighter, without the burden of worrying about Taehyung being with another girl. She didn't have to hold onto a fear of smelling the perfume off his shirt or find a lipstick stain near his collar whenever she's doing laundry. She didn't have to wait for him to come home every night to make sure he ate well that night. She didn't have to waste her love on someone who didn't deserve it.

The day she went into her new apartment, she already felt comfortable enough to call it home. She slept peacefully that day, without needing the presence beside her on the same bed. She hung up photos of people she loved.

That one time her best friend jumped onto her back for a piggyback ride when she didn't expect it.

That one time her face was smashed into her birthday cake by a clown, which was hired by her friends to prank her.

That one time her family took a family portrait together for the first time.

But none with Taehyung.

All the photos, gifts and memories, packed into a small box which seem significantly insignificant in her small but cozy apartment. If the box was gone, no one would even notice, not even her. She would sing, dance around at her new apartment, something she rarely did in the last few weeks of her relationship with Taehyung.

She felt free, she felt she could breathe easily now.

Her life had never been better.

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Every step he took felt heavy and painful. It was as if his feet were stepping on needles and had weight on them. He could barely lift up his feet and just laid in bed all day. The night she left, he called Jimin, sobbing. Without a word, Jimin rushed over to his house and took care of him for the night. The next day, the others came along with food and a backpack filled with Jimin's clothes. However, none could comfort Taehyung.

They all knew it was his fault.

They all had told him that she was going to leave him, one way another.

They all said to tell her the truth.

How could you comfort someone when all you wanted to do was to scold him and tell him that everything was his fault?

After sitting around in his house for a few hours, they all awkwardly left, only Jimin staying over for the next few nights.

Taehyung knew the boys were mad. Sometimes, he would want to go to the guestroom where Jimin was staying at. However, before he could turn the knob, he could hear Jimin talking about him to the boys, he presumed.

"I can't seem to comfort him! I can't tell him that he has a chance to get her back because he obviously doesn't. It was his fault, he screwed up. I just don't understand why he is so upset about it."

Without even stepping in, he turned and walked back to his room. He knew he couldn't blame Jimin for saying all those harsh words because he himself knew it was the truth. He also knew Jimin was exhausted, he could hear his door opening in ungodly hours of the night, proving that Jimin would be checking up on him from time to time. He didn't deserve such a dedicated friend.