In which a famous superstar group member, min yoongi accidentally ran into his past lovers after more than 6 years of not seeing each other.
inspired by the song that yoongi wrote: We Don't Talk Together (sung by Heize). The piano part at the end of...
Yoongi POV I woke up to the sunlight shooting through my bedroom window. I don't even remember how I manage to not shutting off the curtain last night? Wait, yeah I'm passing out. Still on the same damn clothes.
It's almost 7 AM and I'm not even dare to look at my phone because I already knew how many missed call I would get, both from my manager and the members. We were supposedly went on a 8.30 AM flight back to Korea this morning. Fuck me.
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I'm Jimin today.
I could feel Namjoon and Seokjin glares at me, but as usual, I don't fucking care. I'm wearing a large bucket hat to block their evil stare so I just went straight to my car.
The car starts rolling as I open my phone and I'm intending to see some impressions from my newly released collab with Heize.
Scroll. Scroll. Stop. Read. Scroll again. Just like that.
Then I stopped by from what happens to be a big translator account that describe briefly what my song was about. I scroll through the replies.
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I see a bunch of people writing that kind of comment. Who hurts me?
Little did they know, that wasn't the truth. Little did they know, that I'm not the one who's hurting. Well, it hurts me too, but I know so well that the pain and burden are bigger on the other side.
Little did they know, that I'm the one who's hurting her. I'm the one who's hurting us.
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Third Person POV 8 years ago It was summer when he decided to practice his basketball skills in the field near his school. He likes to play alone so he could attempt his three-point shots as much as he wanted. Another reason is, it was quiet. You could hear the leaves rubbing against each other as the wind stroke them.
He played from 3 to 5 PM and finally laying down, panting. It was when he about to fall asleep, he heard the noise.
"You there...excuse me?" Feeling slightly annoyed, the boy frowned. "What?"
"Whoa chill, I was just about to ask you, can I borrow your basketball for a while?" She said while fiddling her hands awkwardly. He finally saw her figure clearly now.
"Yeah sure, just...take care of it and don't disturb me. When you finish, just put it next to me."
"Sure! Of course! Okay!" She grabbed the basketball and played with it. The boy attempt to sleep was failing due to the sound of the bouncing basketball. So, he decides to watch the girl silently.
"Nah, it's not how you should throw it!" "Noooo! That's totally wrong, duh" "One hundred percent sure she'll end up with bandage if she keeps throwing like that" "Gosh, can she not?!" He keeps mumbling and complaining inside his head at the way she played. "That's it. I'm done!"
He woke up and walked straight to the girl's direction. "You played it wrong, you know." The girl snapped looking at him.
"Oh really? How would you know?" The boy rolled his eyes as he lifted his mouth a bit to smirk. "Because I played it."
"Oh? Excuse me but I played it too, Mr. Know-It-All."
"This Mr. Know-It-All actually plays it professionally and not only doing it for fun, for your notes."
"Alright then, so show me."
"I'll show you."
Then he snatched the basketball from her hands and throwing it straight to the rings. He ran to it and picked the ball. He showed the girl how to throw the basketball properly. The posture, the hand position, everything. It was unusual he's willing to do that to someone, he thought to himself, but shrug it off right away.
"Anyway, my name is y/n, what's yours?" She asked him while lifting her chin, a bit.
"Yoongi." He said while looking at the other direction.
"I see, so which school are you in?" Her eyes shoot bigger while her lashes twinkling together with it.
"Here. You?" He said while pointing to his school.
"Nearby, yeah. Just around here."
And for the rest of the evening, they just sat there on the grass talking about how they like basketball and some random stuff. Yoongi knew she's a good person and a good company to talk to. This carefree and high spirited girl made him wanna open up about everything. She was a good listener, a perfect advisor with no judgment and have good humor.
As the night comes, they decide to depart and give fist bumps to each other. None of them knew it will be the start of something new. None of them knew it will change their lives forever.
