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Reunited [Suga]

Code:

Y/N = Your name.

Y/F/C = Your favorite color.

Warnings:

Some swearing.

Word Count: 2,111

Requested by: @unhiiicorn  

I am so very sorry this took so long. Please forgive me. Also, I hope you enjoy it!~

Your POV

A tear slowly falls down your cheek even though this is exactly what you've been trying to avoid. Great. I'm so weak. The freaking reason I'm going today is so I can show him that I don't miss him. This shows exactly what I'm trying to hide. You wipe at your tear angrily. That I do miss him...

"Y/N-ah!" He smiles at you, "Look at this!" He holds out his hand. It has a blue butterfly on it.

You smile at him, "It's so beautiful. The color is so pretty," you lean closer to his hand, making your eyes level with the butterfly. All of a sudden, it flies and lands on your nose, causing you and none other than Min Yoongi to laugh.

"You're so cute Y/N," he says through his laughter.

You do your best not to blush, but you can't stop it entirely. After all, this beautiful boy just called you cute! "Psh, okay," you begin to smile at him, but a flower catches your attention. "Yoongi, look!"

"Pretty,"

You shake your head to clear it. No. I can't. I promised myself I wouldn't think of how he used to be. I have to think of him how he is now. A fucking dick. You take a deep breath to calm yourself before you allow the next memory to invade your mind; the memory you usually do everything you can to not remember; the memory that is stuck in your mind so vividly that you remember every detail perfectly.

You knock nervously on his door. "Yoongi, I know that you're in there. Please talk to me. I'm worried about you okay? You've been putting too much effort into your work and you're getting sick. Now stop avoiding me!"

He flings open the door, "I fucking told you, you stupid bitch, I'm not avoiding you because of that. I just can't stand being your friend anymore. You're so annoying and ugly and ugh. Just, please, it's better this way. Leave me alone and never contact me again." He yells in your face before slamming the door to his apartment.

See, he's just not worth it. He's nothing to me. Besides, Jimin is way better than him. He's a better dancer and his thighs! You begin to think of your bias to avoid thinking about your ex-friend. It works. You finish putting on your Y/F/C dress, pulling it down a little to show your cleavage, before heading over to where you keep your makeup. You decide on a natural look and begin to skillfully apply your makeup.

You walk outside when you decide that you look okay enough to catch a taxi to the fanmeet.

As soon as you walk into the fanmeet, you're bombarded with the sound of hundreds of shrieking girls. Aish. Idols sure do put up with so much. They work so hard to make a name for themselves in hopes to earn money and then, if they do, they're stalked and ridiculed on the internet.

"The line is over here, miss," a security guard says, breaking you out of your reverie.

"Oh, thanks," you smile at her and walk over towards the end of the line.

~TIME SKIP!~

"AISH! IT FEELS LIKE IT'S BEEN FOREVER!" A girl screams to her friend in front of you.