Sora slipped into her skin-tight red dress feeling unsure about the evening. Since the last time she had seen Taehyung three days prior, she had been feeling distinctly odd, her heart speeding up at random times and her palms continuously sweating. The question "Do you love Taehyung?" was still churning in her mind, yet she couldn't place an answer to it. The illogical urge to see him had disappeared somewhat, and Sora had trouble even remembering her absurd sprint out of the hospital.
As she slipped on red strapless shoes with an acceptable 5 inch heel, Sora frowned at the thought of who she might see that evening. If Sunny was around, then she might just have to stay away from Taehyung, for his own sake. Sunny's threats were still fresh in Sora's mind, and she had no wish to ruin her best friend through some misunderstanding.
Looking into the mirror, she huffed seeing the few strands of hair that simply refused to stay up in the simple bun she had pulled together. She gave up, letting the disagreeable curls frame her face. She applied nearly no make-up before leaving the hospital, feeling already too dressed up as it was. People were staring as she left, and she was certain she was looking far too out of place.
Stepping into a taxi, Sora pulled out her phone and re-read her recent messages from Taehyung. They were few and short, their longest conversation being about Taemin. As the car swerved through traffic however, Sora scrolled up, further and further into the past, until she fell upon something she had never really clocked.
[Alien KimTaehyung]
Really? Okay then. Call me "Oppa", just this once.
[My phone]
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Nope. No way. Goodbye forever, old friend.
[Alien KimTaehyung]
Yaaaah! You pillack! You owe me this!
Sora smiled stupidly at her phone, sadness coursing through her yet her grin shining strongly enough to distract the driver. The car swerved slightly before he brought it under control again, now looking resolutely away from the rearview mirror and the distracting young woman in the back.
"Oppa..." she whispered under her breath, not even noticing how the vehicle had stuttered in its course.
She had never called Taehyung that, though now she remembered he was older than her.
"Nope."
She had written.
"No way."
It was almost cute, the way she typed that.
"Goodbye forever, old friend."
If only she had known...
They had been torn apart; though of course, maybe they were only fated to know each other from afar; maybe she was only meant to get him through his difficult teenage years, and now fate had decided that she had outlived her usefulness.
"You pillack!"
His words still echoed in her head: their own little insults, their own little sayings. It was all them, and though Destiny might have forsaken them, there he was: Taehyung, the inexhaustible alien.
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Love is spelled with a 'V' || Kim Taehyung ~ OC fanfic
Fanfiction*Mostly random; because it's KTH.* Sora keeps getting texts from a stranger, 'Kim Taehyung'. He becomes an idol with BTS; she becomes his strength; then they get torn apart. Will fate bring them back together, or are they doomed to be two aliens sep...
