BTS Smut

First Love - BTS Yoongi

There are numerous ways in which God can make us lonely and lead us back to ourselves. This was the way He dealt with me at that time.

First Love

Where is he?

You sighed in frustration, checking the time to see he was an hour late. Your head dropped, realizing he really wasn't going to come this time. He'd be ten minutes late sometimes but he'd usually show. Today was one of the days he wouldn't show, wouldn't be knocking on your door with a bouquet of flowers. This wasn't the first time he'd pulled this stunt on you. You'd had enough of him sticking you up, ditching you without even a word.

You sat back on the sofa, thankful you'd ordered takeout half an hour ago because you were so sure he wouldn't show up today. You sighed for what seemed like the fiftieth time, removing your heels and staring at your red feet, which were hurting after you'd been standing on them for a while and pacing around in them. You also took off your bracelet which he had gifted you, as well as the small earrings. This day was different, though. Rather than leaving on the necklace that he gave to you the day he spoke three unforgettable words, you removed it. You never took that necklace off, but today you felt was different. You removed it and placed it next to you on the sofa, analyzing it. A flower, a simple silver flower with the tiniest of a butterfly on it, all white. You'd seen it weeks before that special day, and stopped by to gaze at its beauty. He'd noticed you practically drooling over it yet said nothing. Almost two weeks after you'd seen it, you two were on a date in which he spoke three words to you.

I love you.

Right after, he turned and gave you the necklace. It was enough to make you cry that day. You immediately spoke the words back to him.

I love you, too.

Now, you weren't so sure if he still loved you. Sure, he'd show up with the flowers but he never really seemed focused. This might be turning into a one-sided love. You shook your head, dreading the situation at hand. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door making you jump three feet in the air.

You opened the door, seeing the familiar face of the delivery boy.

"Hey, kid," you smiled.

"Hello, Miss," he smiled back, handing you the box of pizza. You gladly took it, taking out some bills and handing them to him.

"Keep the change," you said, giving him one last smile. He thanked you and off he went, sheltering his head from the rain which had just began to fall. You shut the door and headed over to the dining table, placing the box in front of you.

Suddenly, another knock on the door. You headed over and opened the door, once again the familiar face of the young boy holding a large bottle of soda.

"Sorry, Miss, completely forgot this in the car!"

Your eyes widened as you realized that you indeed had ordered a beverage with your box of pepperoni pizza. You gladly took it, thanking him for the kind gesture of returning. You shut the door and took a seat, opening up the box and watching the steam leave the box, your mouth watering. You picked up a slice, your taste buds practically tasting the pizza before it even hit your mouth. Right before you were about to take a bite, another knock on your door.

"What the hell did I forget now? Napkins?" You mumbled to yourself, becoming aggravated with the delivery boy. You opened the door, pinching the bridge of your nose while your eyes were shut. "Listen, kid, I'm like one hundred percent sure I only ordered the pizza and the soda. If you're here to bring me some damn napkins, I have some already so if you could please let me enjoy my pizza while I cry, that would be-"