Two whole days. Minimal conversation. That is how things went between you and Taehyung.
You were afraid that anything you said might end up being the final push for him to finally leave you. So, you avoided that fear entirely by just remaining as quiet as you could. It was absolutely destroying you to be around him but not be like you used to be. Things were surely different now. You still had no idea what had sparked the change.
Was he all of a sudden guilty because of his relationship with you? Did he feel like it was wrong? Did he think you were the biggest hypocrite for having a meltdown over your brother's similar situation? You needed to know what was really going on because your mind was jumping to wild conclusions.
At the end of the lecture in photography class, you finally managed to speak something to him, something that you knew needed to be brought to light.
"Are we... Are we still on for tonight?"
The two of you had planned a pretty elaborate date disguised as the two of you finishing your photography project (which was consequently due on Monday). It was now Friday so time was quickly ticking by. Even if he didn't want to be around you or go on a date with you, surely he still wanted to finish that project.
He glanced your way for merely a second, an expression foreign to you plastered on his face. He had never looked at you like that before. You really didn't like it. Thankfully, he looked away, quickly averting his gaze to the desk as he turned his body away from you and started to stand.
"Yeah," he simply said, voice tired and obviously upset. He beelined for the door before you could even respond, fastly removing himself from your sight. You sighed.
At least he agreed to the date. That meant there was still hope for him to open up. Still hope for you to make up for whatever it was you may have done, that things could work out and that your world wouldn't have to fall apart.
Hope. You were relying on it to save you.
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You threw on a nice outfit, unable to really worry about your hair or makeup or anything other than Taehyung. You were quickly growing impatient. You needed to know that he was okay. You needed to make him feel better because he obviously was not in a good place.
But you knew you couldn't help him. And that fact alone was killing you.
You hadn't talked to either Jimin or your best friend over the past two days either. To be completely honest, you hadn't really talked at all. Jungkook tried to probe again but you shooed him away. Your parents were oblivious to the whole ordeal which greatly surprised you considering how much noise you, your brother, and your brother's girlfriend made during your screaming battle. Regardless, you really didn't have that many other people in your life. Two whole days in silence felt like an eternity. You weren't really liking the feeling of being alone.
But you kept telling yourself this: You still had Taehyung. At least you still had Taehyung.
However, the more you told yourself that, the more the doubt brewed.
Did you really still have him?
You feared that either your brother or your ex-best friend had talked to Taehyung about you. Told him about the revenge plan. Even still, with all the moments you and Taehyung shared together, especially when Jimin was not around, how could he think that it was all just for revenge against your brother? How could he think that it all meant nothing? You knew it wasn't like him to get that angry over something like that. It seemed like that'd be something he'd just laugh at. saying something like "Well, you've dug your grave. You're stuck with me now, unfortunately" in a very sarcastic tone. You couldn't believe that he'd avoid you over something that stupid. But then again, how well did you really even know him after all?
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Muse 📸 // Reader x Kim Taehyung (EDITING)
Fanfiction"Looks like I'm your muse," Taehyung chirped, not breaking his stare. "You wish," you said before turning away from him. He chuckled. You knew this was going to be a long and exhausting semester, but part of you was kind of glad. You knew it was wro...