Two Queens ✨ bangtan

❝ d a n c e ❞

It was a masquerade ball. Meaning, we had to wear masks. Elegant masks.

"Y/N. Let's go. I don't wanna be late on our own ball." he coldly stated and lended his arm. I then intertwined our arms and looked down.

Entering the big hall, I looked up with a smile that I was sure could fool most people. My eyes then landed on a group of elegant, sophisticated people.

Group of kings and queens.

A man then smiled at me. The other glanced his side and noticed it. He then turned around and his eyes immediately lit up upon seeing us.

"Ahh. Kim taehyung and Kim Y/N." he stated and smiled when we reached their place. I checked him out, looking up and down. He had full lips, broad shoulders that made me think how the hell did his clothes fit, and a fine body. Indeed a handsome man. "How's life?"

"Great." Taehyung replied shortly. I then glanced the other side and saw Namjoon smiling at me. I smiled back and bowed. I then bowed slightly at his wife and she smiled back, bowing. I then chuckled as she winked at me.

Me and the other queens were quite close. We'd sometimes have gatherings to talk about life or just relax together with the tea's company. The only one we didn't get close with was Yoongi's wife. She was arrogant, greedy and full of pride.

"Hey, Y/N." Jiwoo cooed, quickly walking beside me. Jiwoo is Seokjin's wife. She's funny, just like her husband. "I actually missed the both of you. We haven't been hanging out lately." Hye na, Namjoon's wife smiled.

"Ahh I could say the same." I smiled back.

"Yoongi, it's such a sorrow that Jihye's gone now. But don't worry--"

"You're not drunk but you're already talking like you've drank more than 10 tequila shots seokjin." Jiwoo started, frowning his way. "I'm very sorry Yoongi." She smiled his way.

Yoongi raised both his hands and shook them slowly, signaling that it was okay. "It's okay, It's okay."

Soon enough, we got immersed in our conversation that I didn't notice yoongi beside me until he poked my hand. I looked around and saw taehyung talking to namjoon.

"By the way, why did you invite the consorts, courtmaids, and courtladies? You've never invited them before." Taehyung chuckled and looked around, sipping on his wine glass.

"Because they've been working hard. And because they also deserve to be here." he shurgged and you looked away.

He's inviting them because of Mina. You thought.

"Can I have a dance with you, ma lady?" Yoongi offered his hand, raising both his eyebrows with a small smile playing on his lips, and you smiled back, taking it. He then led you to the dance floor. You placed your hand on his shoulder and he held your other hand, placing his other on your hips.

You two swayed to the music as if there was nobody else but you. You closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. Suddenly, memories flooded your mind.

You closed you eyes and he pulled you closer. His hand that was once placed on your hip was now placed on your lower back. You leaned on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart that calmed you down.

He hummed to the song currently playing and a tear fell from your eye. You weren't sad. You were happy. So happy that the one you love was right her, dancing with you. 

"My love, why are you crying?" he noticed. He then wiped my tear, still continuing to dance.

"I'm just happy. Don't worry." I smiled.

"Hmm. Okay then." he caressed my hair. "I love you."

I smiled.

"I love you more."

I opened my eyes as a tear fell. My eyes slightly enlarged and I backed away. Looking up, I wiped my tear and excused myself. "P-please excuse me for some time, yoongi."

And then I ran. I ran to somewhere I know nobody would see me. I ran towards the veranda.

I breathed in and closed my eyes, trying to stop my tears. I planted both my hands on my face and leaned down a bit.

"Hoseok." I found it hard to talk as my  tears escaped. "I failed you."

I looked up, eyes still closed as I let the tears fall freely.

"I-I'm not happy anymore."