Changing /A Kim Taehyung FF/ Incomplete

Chapter 2: Remembering

You wake up the next moring, to the annoying sound of your alarm clock. You groan. Tuesday. Your least favorite day of the week. You lay for a few seconds, then finally decide to get up. Rubbing your eyes, you walk to the bathroom and change.
*ring* *ring*
You sigh, grabbing your phone off the charger.
Taehyung.
You smile.
He always called you almost every morning to check in.
You answer the phone with a sleepy, "Hey",
"Hiiiii", he says rather excited, (for reasons you have no idea). You cannot hear the slightest sign of drowsiness in his deep voice.
"What's up?" You ask.
"Nothing really, can you come to school early today and meet me outside?", he asks.
You can hear his smile through the phone. He always smiles. You were the only person that saw him frown. He acts as though you were his diary, and he wrote in you every day. Each memory placed on a certain line, and only the smallest mistakes were erased. Forgotten. But you remembered every detail. And you tried to help fix his mistakes with him. His human auto-correct, and it stayed that way.
"Yup, sounds good", you say noticing you only had jeans and your bra on.
"Ok, see ya in 15"
"K, byeeee", you say, then setting your phone down.
You rush to get dressed, and find the simplest outfit, like always. Black jeans, grey tank-top, crimson hoodie, and a pair of white converse. After getting dressed, you find a bus and get on.
Face leaning in your palm, you watch the elementary students run around in an empty field. Free. No worries. You watch closely at the kids, while the bus hits a stop. You pair them off. A little boy and girl run hand-in-hand, across the grassy field. Do they know about what could happen the next day? You shake your head. The poor girl wouldn't know that little boy could be holding a different girl's hand the next day. He could be running in a different field, with a different group of friends, and holding another person's hand. But, these things were things that you only understand as time goes on. As you witness them. As you experience them.

You look up towards the door. A thought comes barging into your mind. Taehyung. Why are you thinking about him? Almost every thought that entered your mind has been him lately. What the heck is wrong?
You imagine him coming onto the bus, same unique smile spilling across his face. You imagine him sitting next to you, resting his elbow on your shoulder. When he does this, you shudder. You know why you shudder, but your mind doesn't want to admit to it. You like him. Alot.
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You walk up to Taehyung, hair blowing in your face.
He turns around to see you, and laughs.
"What's so funny?", you ask, obviously annoyed already.
"Nothing...", he steps forward and brushes your hair out of your eyes.
You shudder. Again.
He laughs again, "You have some hair in your mouth," he reaches his hand up again.
It doesn't bother him, but you are embarrassed.
"Ok, ok, I get it. Geeze, your so annoying", you tease, pushing his hand away from your face.
You fix your hair.
"So, what did you need?" You ask, pulling your hair up into a ponytail.
"Oh, I was hoping maybe we could finish that essay we have in E.L.A", he says hesitating.
"Ok, sure", you say, and start walking to the benches.
"No..."
He grabs your hand.
You freeze.
Why is it such a big deal? He always grabs your hand...
"Remember?", he says looking at you with a smirk.
"Remember what?", you are so confused.
He says nothing and walks.
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You look at him from behind, watching the way he walks with confidence. You know it is hard for him to keep up with his "confidence", and you have told him before that he doesn't have to act "strong" in front of you.
You told him that he should be comfortable around you.
Still staring at him, you realize the way his eyebrows furrow together, and the way his lips lay in a straight line. The way his shirt is perfectly tucked in his ripped jeans. The way he holds your hand tight. The way he would sometimes look down at his feet and his eyes would soften. The way he would randomly smirk.
These are things you always noticed.

You take your gaze from him, to what you are walking toward....
You remember.
He looks at you, and looks down. He seems flushed.
"I remember", you simply say, staring at this simple and silent plot of land.
Memories rush through your mind.
He walks to a tree, your hand still in his. This tree held the memories itself.
He sits under the tree, and motions for you to sit next to him.
This is the widest you have ever smiled before. Sitting down, you look at the things that have changed. The swingset was painted blue now, instead of the ugly yellow you remember. There were more trees, each laid out in an orderly pattern. But one tree stayed the same.

"I remember when we would sit down here, and read stories to eachother", he sighed, "I would beg you to read me a book everyday."
He laughs.
You laugh too, picturing it in your brain. Every detail is playing in your mind like a movie. You are always on yhe edge of your seat.
"Elementary," you start, "I miss it."
"Yeah, same here", he looks at you closely. You can't tell if he is looking at you in plain happiness or for reassurance. Reassurance that you were still sitting next to him, even through all of the crap that has happened.
"Yes?" You ask, realizing how long he had been looking at you. Too long.
"Thank you, Y/N,"
"For what?", you ask, looking at him closely, also.
"Being here."
Goodness.
You are screaming inside.
You definitely don't think you deserve to be next to him. After all of the things he had done. But, you take it in, for he only opened up to you the most.
"There is no need to thank me, Taehyung. I am here because of you.", you stop for a quick second,
"I know that sounds pretty serious, and I may sound really stupid. But, I need to thank you too. So, thank you Taehyung. Thanks alot."

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