Make Me Yours (BTS fanfic)

Chapter 4

Taehyung's P.O.V---
The screen cuts to black.

What? What was that?

I didn't want to believe it. All this time...? I stare at the phone as I hear Min Seo running towards me, her heels clicking on the ground. She grinned as I stood up, and grabbed my hands lovingly.

"Hi, Taehyungie! Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long- "

"Was it all fake? Did I really mean nothing to you?" I asked. She froze and looked at me, confused.

"W-What do you mean? You're scaring me!"

"This- everything we've had- it's all just an act, isn't it?" She let go of me and stepped back, showing me a coy smile.

"Oh, come on, Taehyungie. I would never do anything like that-"

"Well, it was easy to make Jimin fall head-over-heels for me, but I'll be done using him soon."

The prerecorded voice of Min Seo filled the room. We turned to the sound only to see Yoongi himself, holding a camera in his hand. He quickly clicks two more buttons, staring at Min Seo.

"Now that he agreed to a date, I can ditch Taehyung!"

"You recorded us? What the... why would you do something like that?"

"Hmm... I wonder why?" Yoongi said. " Well, if you didn't know already, we're like a family. Taehyung is like a brother to me. You hurt him, you get hurt. An eye for an eye. Sorry, you had to find out like this, Tar. It was for your own good." I nodded, then looked back as Min Seo. After some quick glances, she finally broke her persona and her face shriveled into hate.

"You know what? Fine! Yes, everything was a lie. I never really cared about you, Taehyung. But I got what I wanted. I got Hoon back, and we'll finally be happy anymore, so I don't even need you. How about I go get my stuff and leave, then I can leave you and your pathetic friends alone, okay?"

"Actually, I don't think you'll be getting your beloved Hoon back," Yoongi replied slyly.

"What do you mean?" Min Seo's anger flushed as Yoongi let out a chuckle.

"I'm going to send him this lovely footage of you admitting that you deceived countless men to win him over! How is fun that? I'm sure he'll definitely want to date you after learning this." She fell to her knees, horrified.

"Wait. P-Please... don't do that..." She pleaded, her voice shaking. Yoongi shook his head and grinned.

"Sorry, no can do. It's what you get for hurting so many people." She desperately turned to me, her face struck with fear.

"Taehyungie, please stop him! He can't do this to me! I spent years to make him finally love me- but I still love you, Taehyung! You were better than all of those other men. Please don't do this to me!" She wrapped her hands around my leg, staring at me with a pleading look. Her eyes were filled with tears. I didn't know whether her tears were even real anymore. All those tears in the past were fake, weren't they?

"Get out of my house," I say coldly.

"What? You c-can't just kick me out, you know-"

"Get out. Now." My voice was heavy and firm. She began to turn frantic, crying as she pulled herself back up.

"No! You can't do this to me! I'm you're one and only, remember? Taehyungie, please! I love you!"

"Leave or else I'm calling security."

And I did just that. After a few more minutes of her thrashing around and begging to be forgiven, I pulled out my phone and got security guards to drag her out of the house along with the bags she brought with her. She cried out for me, and I didn't know how to respond. For just a second, I forgot that she betrayed me. All I could see was a gentle angel asking to be loved, crying to be accepted. But I knew that it wasn't the truth. I knew that I was just an object to her.