For as long as Taehyung could remember he'd been a pretty strange kid. He assumed that was one reason why he never got adopted till his preteen years.
For as long as he could remember he'd been able to see people that weren't actually there. He possessed a gift that sizzled from the tips of his white hair to his ity bity toes.
Nobody in the orphanage ever wanted to play with him. All the other kids were either creeped out by him talking to open air or found him grotesque for his hair. Why was his so pale and soft while theirs was jet black and unruly? Even Irene noona tended to keep her distance from him. Always avoiding skin on skin contact. Never tucking him in and kissing his forehead like the others but standing by the door and calling out her somber goodnight.
Namjoon and Jin were all in good company but Taehyung never felt as if he fit in with the older boys . He never felt like he fit in anywhere until the day Jungkook arrived.
It was a warm Saturday afternoon and all the kids were in for lunch time. Taehyung was seated at the end of the long wooden dining table, picking at his grilled cheese sandwich. Listening intently to all the others chatting loudly before the door swung open and Irene appeared.
"Children! Attention please!" She snapped her fingers and waited for silence.
Taehyung had to kneel in his chair to get a good look at what was going on. Nobody ever moved when he said excuse me.
Standing beside Irene was a boy around his age or maybe older. He was surely taller. Wearing shorts and a stripped button up the boy stared straight ahead with a blank look on his face. The backpack he clutched to his chest being the only possession with him.
"This is Jungkook." Irene said. Everyone leaned forward with interest " he's new here and I expect all of you to make him feel welcome."
"Yes miss!" The chorus rung out and not long after Irene was gone leaving Jungkook to have lunch as well.
Like typical children everyone flocked towards him, wanting to see what the new boy was all about, but Jungkook didn't seem to care.
He just stood there ignoring everyone's questions. His nose twitching every so often
Taehyung grew bored just watching. He turned back to his sandwich with a hmpf and took a huge bite out of it. When he first got here nobody greeted him with such warmth. Everything was just ' why is your hair that colour?' ' why are you talking to yourself?' ' don't stand to close to me, you'll make me weird too .'
He finished his meal and left the dining room without a second glance in Jungkooks direction. He was sure the boy wouldn't want to be his friend anyway.
"But that's just how things go don't they? We were best friends by that very evening."
Taehyung finished off his story to wonho with a sigh. Of course he'd left all the seeing ghost parts out and replaced it with him having imaginary friends. He didn't want to freak the other out.
Speaking of wonho. He and Tae were seated up on the sink having their 'tea session' as wonho called it. Yoongi and the girls were probably wondering what he had for dinner to still be in the bathroom this long.
"Jungkook, ok he's the old best friend then. What happened You two sounded like you were so close?"
He died. That's what happened.
Taehyung shrugged "people change I guess. Ever since we moved here he's been keeping bad company. Leaving me alone all the time to go party all hours of the night."
It was what made him get so attached to Hobi. If Jungkook was so jealous of the orange bead boy he should have stuck around instead of running off with some brunette skank who didn't know how to keep her legs closed.
Taehyung frowned at his own thoughts. "Anyway! I don't really care about the Jungkook thing all that much anymore. There's someon-nevermind"
"No no no! Don't stop in the middle! There's someone else now?" Wonho exclaimed. He rested his head against the mirror and smiled at Tae "I'm here to advice so please tell away."
How to explain this?
"He sent someone to rape me when we first me."
"The old best friends old best friend!? So he's the kinky type! That can be worked through! Continue"
"He doesn't get along with Hoseok . The current best friend. which is a must. And I'm pretty sure he's a gang leader or maybe runs a drug cartel."
"Boys play rough. If they love you they will learn to get along. He's an entrepreneur. Good catch. Next."
"Wonho you aren't helping! I'm just saying that he's really sketchy is all! One minute he hates me and now wants to get in my pants. There has to be an ulterior motive!" Taehyung shook his head quickly. He'd been thinking about it for a while wether Yoongi was truly trustworthy or not. He hadn't done anything aggressive in a while now ( beside maybe throwing a party in his house like hoseok claimed ) but he hadn't done anything to outweigh what he'd done in the past.
"Maybe you're thinking about this too hard?" Wonho suggested .
"What do you mean?"
" I mean maybe you're trying to see good in someone who's just rotten to their core. Not everyone has a better half. " he said
Wonho proceeded to compare it to that episode of The Librarians where they obtained the apple of discord that when held made you take on the form of your worst self. But when Ezekiel held it nothing happened because he was already his worst version. He suggested that maybe Yoongi would never do anything to outweigh his evil because he couldn't.
"I'm saying he is already the worst version of himself. You either date him as he is or move on. What's it gonna be?"
So yesterday was my birthday! Happy birthday to me! I'm pretty sure I probably have a birthday authors note from last year somewhere else in this book 😂
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I drew that picture for my ig. It's me in the middle with my three original characters.
Anyway! Umm give your opinions on the story so far~ cuz I would love to hear them and know how to improve cuz i suck 🙃.
