Wrong Choice | Yoonminseok

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"I like your friends", Yoongi said to me as he was walking me inside my house. "Oh really?" He nodded his head. "Taehyung, he's someone that brightens your mood like how you do." I smiled I loved when Yoongi complimented me.

"Jimin, he's...special." I stopped walking. "What do you mean?"

"I've never met a person like him. Which is why I want to hang out with him again."

I need to relax they're just friends.

I began to sit down trying to calm myself. "He told me likes to sing I want to try and collab."

"He's not even an artist, he's not famous he doesn't plan on being a singer." Last time I checked Jimin told me he wanted to be a dancer.

"Well that's not what he told me."

Maybe he's just opening up to do more things. I haven't seen him in so long and we haven't talked alone maybe that's why I don't know about this.

"I also got his number", Yoongi said while waving his phone in the air with a smile. "What?"

"I also got Tae's too." Okay that reassured me.

"I like your friends Hoseok...but don't worry I don't like them as much as I like you", he winked at me causing me to feel the usual butterfly's.

"Have a good night I'll see you tomorrow at the new building okay?" I was starting to escort him out nodding my head. "By the way..." he turned around and held my hands with his.

His cold hands against my warm hands was the literal meaning "opposites attract".

"You look good today...as well as everyday but today you look amazing". He let go my hands and ruffled my hair. "G-Goodnight hyung!"

I closed the door quickly feeling my heart rate.

"This isn't good for me."

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After I showered I began watching some t.v. Nothing special.

Until there was a knock at my door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Tae." I opened the door wide. "What do I owe this unexpected visit?"

He fell into my arms. "Tae?" He tighten his grip on my shirt like a kid on the monkey bars.

I lifted his face up and realized.

He's crying.

Seeing Taehyung cry broke my heart. It hurt me to see him upset. Because I've known him for so long I love him.

"Talk to me what's wrong?" His tears spoke louder than his words ever could. The tears went down onto his chin then onto my shirt.

"M-my boyfriend...le-left me!"

I pulled Tae closer to me. I rested his head into the crook of my neck. I didn't care that his tears went into my collar bone creating a puddle onto me.

Taehyung needed to be comforted so that's what I'll do.