Destin [ON HOLD]

N I N E T E E N

I just added a new chapter, right after the prologue. It's called 'Characters' and just shows how everyone looks like. Hair colours and all. If you're interested go and check it out! ;)

This is going to be a long chapter to make up with my huge stretch of time before my last update. Sorry guys but I hope this will make up for it!

Taehyung's POV.

I am not surprised when the members throw me cold glares as soon as I step into the van.

Jin shoots me a small smile as I squeeze in next to him. I can't help but notice the great distance between us, and the curious stares we are getting. Namjoon however seems absolutely livid. Throughout the entire ride he throws cautious look at us, a heavy scowl lining his lips.

He was simply terrifying.

I grip the sides of the seat, knuckles pure white, forehead wet with sweat and chest heaving in anxiety. [A/N: Bit much?] Namjoon smirks as he sees this, jerking his fist threateningly.

"Uh Tae?"Jin hisses, careful to act as though he is merely looking at his phone.

I make sure that my lips are not moving as I reply,"Yeah?"

"Don't see this in a bad way or anything but the members will seriously hate me if I continue to hang out with you."

He smiles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he comes to a finish.

In other words he doesn't want to be anywhere near someone like you. The members are just an excuse.

I nod, smiling painfully,"O-Oh, I see."

"Yeah."he says, clearing his throat,"I'm really sorry Tae, I - "

My vision is blurring and I do not want Jin nor the others to witness ugly tears rolling down my cheeks so I cut him off, my voice cracking,"It's okay. I get it."

He bites his bottom lip, guilt lining the tips  of his brown eyes. But I am simply imaging that, right? He doesn't feel any sort of regret for announcing so bluntly that he doesn't want to stay with me any longer.

Because I was always one step behind.

The members would always pick themselves over me. In this case Jin would always pick the others over me.

And who wouldn't?

I was burdensome.

I wasn't funny. I wasn't nice. I wasn't interesting.

I wasn't enough.

Jin rises to his feet, his hand discretely squeezing my shoulder in what I presume is comfort. But the action only hurts even more and it takes all my will to not writhe away from his touch.

Sending me a small smile as he turns away, he seats himself next to Namjoon who immediately tears his attention from his phone and presents the blonde with a smile, his dimples standing out prominently.

Jin's fingers still ghost over my shoulder blade, ever so slowly pressing down. I shudder pulling out my headphones, desperate to block out the smiles around me. A smile that was thankful for my hidden presence.

A loud laugh, alike to the sound of windshield wiper rubbing away the tears of sorrow from the white whips that hung in the deep blue, booms across the bus, paired with a hand slapping against a knee.

[A/N: Who else laughs exactly like Jin? *raises hand]

It had hurt when Jin had openly chosen the others over me but to see him laughing, harder [A/N:Omg my dirty mind >.< ] than he had with me, the widest smile painted on his lips that I had ever seen, that burned.