Boy Meets D.Evil

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Hi, I'd like to hear your opinion ^^ Which one do you prefer and why: 3rd person POV, Yoongi/male character POV, MC (female) POV? Because idk what to do for my next fanfic, I was thinking of female OC and writing in first person. It's easier for me and I enjoy reading such fics. But yeah, as some of you may have realized already, I change POVs for chapters because I feel like sometimes it's more suitable that way but generally speaking the story is in first person

Now, enjoy this story while it still lasts huehuehuehue

"Great...", Taehyung groaned and rolled in his bed when the alarm clock abruptly woke him up from the only thing he enjoyed in life- sleep. It's as if he was dead for a short period of time, with no worries or burden, no guilt or problems, all responsibilities left behind with the Sun as the night falls. Yet here he is now, grumpy the second he opened his eyes. Another long day of feeling miserable, exhausted and threatened to go on with life.

He didn't like this at all, he's suffering but trying to ignore it so he doesn't hurt people who care. The only thing that provided him with some relief is seeing the empty nightstand without a pharmacy on it. Right, he gave his pills to Yeong. Not even Taehyung himself understands why exactly he did. All he knows is that not taking his meds made him feel as if he doesn't owe anything to anyone. He took his therapy for his mother and friends because they wanted him to do so. He himself didn't want to get better. He just waited for everything to end.

While thinking about the same old things in bed, time flew by but he didn't budge

"Who cares if I'm a bit late? I certainly don't", he thought and took his time with his morning routine which didn't include much. Just dressing up, lamely going through his hair and washing his face. Eating sounds revolting so he just took his bag with books from last year and left the house without a word. His mother watched her son slowly falling apart with concern written all over her thin, weak, grey face. She knows something's not right, but she expected her son to come to her and ask for help. Doesn't he trust her? Has she ever let him down? What made him box up all of his feelings and avoid his own mother?

The phone rang and she rolled her eyes. Of course, it's her annoying boss. Another shift it is, just when she returned from a late night one, although it's good money, she misses her family and is gravely concerned about her son's health. Maybe she can fight just this time, her child is her priority, work can wait. 

"What about preparing his favourite meal?", she smiled at the thought and grabbed her wallet to count what's left from her husband going through it. Not even the lazy drunk she's married to managed to ruined her mood, she suddenly felt her body getting light again and practically ran to the store.

"Yo, Tae!", Jungkook shouted and playfully hit his friend's shoulder which earned him an irritated frown from Taehyung

"Sup?", he asked nevertheless and hugged his hyperactive friend

"We thought we'd go to the basketball court and have some fun. Wanna go with us?"

"Don't we have class?"

"Well, yeah? That's why we're going out?", Jungkook replied with a confused face and Taehyung couldn't help himself but chuckle at his silliness. It's the only time Taehyung felt like himself and hints of genuine happiness. However, he's aware of the huge flaw- he should be content on his own, not just when he's circled with friends. But he's just not, he feels like a huge mistake that needs to be eradicated since he depends too much on others. 

The weather outside made him look up to the sky and take a deep breath of fresh air. The Sun wasn't too harsh on them, neither was the breeze and they were able to enjoy the game without sweating or catching a cold. He liked times like these actually. No one took it too seriously, they laughed and had so much fun even Taehyung grinned from ear to ear. Jimin's sweet eyes were barely visible from laughter, Hoseok spent most of his time on the floor, Seokjin let out a few tears, Namjoon was holding onto his stomach from laughing while Jungkook held Yoongi by his head and with his other hand picked up the ball high above so Yoongi couldn't reach it. It was surprising to see Yoongi going along with it and swinging with his arms around, it added to the scene and made it much funnier than it should've been.