ch. 2: taehyung

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[Chaeyoung]

"Get up, you bum. It's literally 12 in the afternoon. You're human, not a bear, so stop hibernating."

I groaned into my pillow, as I shoved my hand over it to find that soothing cool spot always hidden underneath it. "10 more minutes."

"Hell no." Jennie clicked her tongue, completely taking my entire blanket and throwing it aside. She then proceeded to open the blinds up, letting endless rays of fucking bright sunlight into my room. 

"Sto-"

"Get up and get ready. Day 1, Roseanne Park."

I scoffed and got out of bed. I had completely forgotten about the stupid mission I was in. "Please elaborate on why I have to be up when it's a Saturday and it's fucking summer break."

I don't swear that much, but when someone abruptly wakes me up from my beauty sleep, I get quite cranky. 

"You are right, it's Saturday. It's also known as the day Taehyung comes back from tour and you're the one who is supposed to get into your car and pick him up from the airport. You guys will, then, go on your date."

"Date?!" My jaw fell open, as I stared at her blankly. "I didn't agree on dates with her boyfriend! I only agreed on pretending to be Roseanne until my dad's security team found her!"

"If you're going to pretend to be Roseanne, you must do everything she does, Chaeyoung-ah. And that includes dating Taehyung and going on dates with him." Jennie finished, as she began to rub her temples. 

"But my hair isn't even strawberry blonde! He would see right through it!" I protested. 

"Just tell him that you wanted your hair to rest for a few months and if Roseanne isn't found until then, we'd have to do something about your hair."

"What?!" I exclaimed. "But I love my black hair!"

"Chaeyoung, please cooperate with me." Jennie begged and when she did that, I felt a twinge of  guilt for making it so hard on her.

"Okay." I sighed and just then, a genuine smile made its way on her face. 

A few years ago, Taehyung barely hit puberty and was constantly tripping on his own feet every minute and now, he is attractive as hell, has a gorgeous tan,  has sleek black hair, and is one of the most famous K-Pop idols out there. After 6 months of touring, he probably forgot that Roseanne had a twin, which completely sucks. 

We were really close in 8th grade until his group began to blow up, which had him spending less and less time with me. He probably realized, too, that Roseanne was the better twin - maybe prettier, even if we were twins, more talented, more popular- why would he want the twin that was the shadow of the elite Park?

It was a horrible feeling to have, honestly. I had no clue what people found so unattractive about me, enough to cast me aside. 

I've become accustomed to the fact that whenever I would walk through the halls with Roseanne beside me, people would frantically run up to the Park wearing the Alexander McQueen black pumps and leather mini peplum dress - which was definitely not me.

A part of me has always wished that there was at least one person there that would want to talk to Chaeyoung Park and not Roseanne, but that wish seemed almost too good to be true. This burden has been on my shoulders for years and it has been letting me down every time. I honestly feel bad about it - for myself.

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