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This is my second preference book, if you would like, go read my first one. 💜💜
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Jeongguk He found the photo at the bottom of his dresser drawer, hidden under his jeans. Pulling it out of the drawer he holds it up; it was a photo of your last date..before BigHit decided Y/N was distracting Jeongguk. It was the last time he saw her real smile. He runs a pointer finger across her smile, remembering how beautiful she was when she was smiling. "Kookie? I have been saying your name." "Sorry Hyung. I found something." He holds up the photo. "Y/N." Hoseok sighed. "Yeah." He slumped his shoulders "Y/N. I.." "Hey hey." Hoseok began "You have done nothing wrong to Y/N. She will never know the truth of the breakup. You took her feelings into consideration, which is honorable." "How can it be honorable Hyung! When I lied to her? I was too afraid to tell her the truth. Tell her that my company believed she was a distraction? Even though she was the only one who was keeping me together? How is me lying better Hyung? She deserves someone better than me." "Relationships are harder for us." "I have learned. Can you dispose of this?" "Kookie-" "I cannot bare to see her."
Taehyung The breakup was on a Wednesday. He kept himself collected, withdrawn, but collected. It was not until Sunday when BTS all decided they wanted food, that Tae was alone. He declined the invitation to join, after being hassled Tae whined he wanted to be alone did they understand he was still grieving the breakup. They left silently.
Tar laid in bed, looking outside from his open window. Outside tauntingly looked surreal, something fresh, something that Tae needed. Instead he rolled over, except stopping when his bed scrapped against something. Putting his hand between his bed and the wall, he found the source of the scraping. It was the photo Tae took of them together kissing on Valentine's Day. He wanted to turn back the time, just for one night, that night. The entire night was everything Tae hoped for. "I'm sorry." Tae whispered. He crumpled the photo in his first. Opening his fist he sees the ball, tears rounded against his eyes "I need to forget you." Walking to the kitchen, Tae tightens his fist, almost afraid if he loosens his grip he would undo the photo. "I'm sorry that I made you cry." Tae releases the photo into the garbage.
Jimin Jimin kept the photos, to him keeping these photos meant the chances of you coming back are higher than you not coming back. However, after five months, Jimin realized you were not coming back. So, here sits Jimin the box of photos next to him. He holds up a photo of a first date "I wonder if we would have dated knowing how it ended?" He questions to himself. Jimin ignites the lighter, bringing the photo to the flame. He watches as the photos catch aflame. It melted, her once smile, now melting into a frown.
Jimin waves the photo in the air to put out the fire. He adds the burned photo into another box, then picks up another photo. This time it was a photo the boys secretly took of the two of you the last time she visited BTS in America, it was the night before the breakup. Jimin too set this photo on fire, watching as the photo began to smelter.
Looking at the box still full of photos, Jimin decided. He set the closest photo on fire, which quickly brought the box of photos on fire "Destroy all the memories." Jimin watched as the photos burned.
Namjoon He worked harder than ever after the breakup, he was worried if he doodled about her in his thoughts he would cry. Locked away in his studio, he worked on the new track. His paper was marked with eraser marks, and to be written over. His wording was not coming smoothly, as he is use to.
Frustrated, Namjoon crossed out the words he written in a blackened x with his pen. Rolling away from the table in his chair Namjoon covered his eyes, deep in his throat he growled. Then uncovered his eyes.
Rolling back to his desk, Namjoon takes in a breath, and picked up his pen. Exhaling, he begins tapping the pen on the desk, earning a rhythm he could possibly work with. He tried different rhythms, when he banged his pen against the desk. His pen landed on the floor. Namjoon bent down to retrieve the pen, only to find a photo. This photo missed the garage apparently when Namjoon went through his studio disposing of photos of Y/N. He takes one last look at the photo, then adds the photo to the garbage full of photos. The song he wrote was about his own personal heartbreak.
Hoseok He was cleaning out his room, or rather collecting the items to belong to Y/N. A breakup between you two were amicable. You two agreed you wanted different things in your lives right now, and decided it would be better to give one another the freedom to live their lives how they decide.
Hoseok picks up the diary of hers, noticing when something fell. Bending down to retrieve it did he notice it was a photo of them. It was a photo taken a year ago, when they visited America. She was sitting on his shoulders while Hoseok was flexing. "Happy times." He murmured. Sticking the photo in the front of the diary, it was added to her box.
"Hoseok? Hi, again." Hoseok turned around, he was familiar with the voice "Hi Y/N." He greeted. "Is that my box?" She asked pointing. Hoseok nods "Goodness, guess I am a hoarder." "Not really. A lot of this is stuff you thought you had lost." Hoseok commented. Y/N laughed "I have your box too." "Is it full like yours is?" Y/N pretended to laugh "No not as full Hoseok. But there are some photos of us." "Just keep them."
Yoongi Yoongi felt weak. No matter his coldness persona, in this moment, Yoongi wanted his friends, or a friend. When he hears banter in the living room Yoongi blocks himself by a wall, peering to see the members all there. They all looked happy, and Yoongi decided they did not need to be drowned also in Yoongis sorrows. "Yoongi Hyung?" Yoongi yelped turning around "Aish! Do not do that Tae!" "Sorry Hyung." Tae dipped his head. "It's okay. Hyungs Sorry, I am having a rough day." "Maybe I can help?" "No," "Yoongi Hyung needs our help!" Tae announced, bringing attention to them. "What's up?" Namjoon asks, arriving first. "So uh." Yoongi cleared his throat "I need your help. I..I found this." He passes the photograph. "Y/N. Yoongi Hyung." "Look. I know I need to move on, except I feel as if I cannot. She is out there alone! I need her by my side. Please help me. Please." Tears drip from his eyes "We want to help you. Except that we won't." "Why! Why?" "It was your choice to leave. You stopped being there for her." "But I can change! Please help me show her that I've changed." "No, Hyung."
Seokjin "These are not healthy to keep Jin!" "Those are private!" Jin reaches for the box. "Photos of your ex. Seokjin, this is sickening. How do you think this makes me feel?" "It is none of your business! They were hidden away." "I..do you keep these in hope that she will remember you one day? And come back to you?" Jin looks down at his shoes. "Answer me Seokjin!" Jin peeks up "Yes." He speaks. She throws the box on the ground "If you are keeping hope for her coming back what am I doing in this relationship then? I have always been the rebound." "Please believe me-" "I do not want to hear a damn thing from you. If you were still invested in Y/N you should have been honest from the beginning." She fumed. "I wanted to get past the feelings of her, truly. It's just-" "Just nothing. I..We are done. It's for the best." "Please no, we can work this out. Please, I do not know how to be alone." Jin pleaded. "This is your fault." She grabs her wallet, walking out of the apartment. Jin sits next to the photos, picking one up "The one who got away."
