|| She was never Mine || KNJ

Chapter 14

Hoseok was right.

All I needed was some time.

Or maybe our busy schedule did the work.

I was able to stop thinking about her.

I was able to focus on other things.

But seems like people were testing my capability.

Interviewers were more interested in asking questions about Y/n than our album.

Every single show we attended overseas...

Every single award shows we went to...

Had to ask about only one thing...

" Y/n."

I am trying to get her out of my mind.

And seems like everyone has to mention her.

This way or that way!

I fell down on my bed, exhausted from the rehearsals. I stared at the white ceiling blankly. I sighed.

" I need a break." I told myself.

Suddenly, a text pops up on my phone. Without looking at the sender, I could tell it was Y/n.

She has been sending words of encouragement to each member separately and they seem to be touched by it.

But I was trying to ignore her.

Ignore her texts.

Ignore her calls.

Ignore her whole existence.

All because I don't want to ruin my friendship.

I have to go against my own will and completely ignore her.

It kinda makes me sad but I don't seem to find any other way out.

Even if I let my guard down.

I would always know that she loved him.

Instead of me.

So what's the use of having feeling?

I muted her chats and went off to take a shower. She used to text me about her day. I used to leave her on read but not even once she asked me why I left her on read.

Nobody in Bangtan approached me regarding this either. So I was very relieved and settled. I could focus well on my performances and gave my best shot.

Soon after our shows overseas were done, we headed for our world tour. We already did our pre-recording for other shows in Korea so we could focus on the world tour.

When I opened my suitcase, my hands landed on the turtleneck shirt that Y/n liked on me. I don't know how I got it in my suitcase but here it is!

I took another shirt to wear for the night. I worked on producing music. My eyes strained from constant staring at my laptop's screen.

I rested my head on the table and closed my eyes but all I could think about was Y/n.

" Suga says the same thing. But I still knock on the door to annoy him."

" I was thinking to buy it for Suga but its too expensive."

" I know. It's hard to believe. After all, it comes from Suga, the unbothered."

" I thought Yoongi won't be romantic. I mean he doesn't seem like a romantic guy. But he is romantic."

" I brought lunch for him."

" Don't you think, yoongi would like it ?"

" I am putting in all my hard work so I can feed my boyfriend Suga an edible dish."

I opened my eyes to find Y/n staring deeply at me.

" Why don't you love me ?" I asked with pain in my heart.

" Because you are not him." She justified.

I woke up from my sleep. I was on the bed with laptop beside me. I was dreaming. I fell asleep while working on music. I sighed.

Though it was a dream but the words hit harder than the truth itself. Y/n loved Yoongi. She could never love me because I am not him.

The truth was there in front of my eyes. But I still believed that Y/n would feel something for me. I still hold on to that ray of hope and I still loved her.

Concert after concert. We went around different places to perform our piece of music. We all worked hard and had our piece of happiness in giving love to armys.

On our last day of the tour, we all gave out gratitude and bowed in front of thousands of army who got us here. We half-heartedly walked backstage. We were talking to each other and how amazing it felt to be close to armys.

When I turned the doorknob and opened the door.....

" SURPRISE !!!!" she cheered.