Seoul, Bangtan and me (Taegi X Me) ✅

Hate to see your heart break

It's been a month since I started working in Big Hit ent. I was so happy that I got the chance to stay in Korea that nothing I had to do bothered me. Since I am a foreigner and am not fluent in Korean I got a job as an intern in the Creative team.
Sooo, basically that meant make endless amounts of coffee for older colleagues all the time and watch what they do. It also included me always writing something in my notebook, and all sorts of other stuff like preparing the room for RUN BTS episodes or TO DO X TXT episodes, bringing props in and out of rooms, and oh yeah, more coffee making for my colleagues. Funny thing is, I've been working here for a whole month and never crossed path with any of the BTS or TXT members.

But I texted Taehyung and Yoongi frequently. Whoever said you can't like two people at the same time never met the two of them. I loved both their personalities. So funny, unique, sexy and cute, both in their own ways. Even if we didn't see each other very often we had real connections.

I got a 6 months contract and after that they will tell me if I will be accepted to work there full time or if I'm fired. So I was trying my best to show that I am a fast learner and a hard worker.
After the first month's check balance I was shook by the amount of money I made so I sent some of it to mom and bought a used bike so I don't have to waste money on public transportation. I also signed up for a Korean language class.
I spent some money on a gift for Taehyung to show my appreciation and decided to give it to him as soon as possible.

Bangtan boys were busy these days, dance practices, late nights in the studio, filming etc.
But me and Clara knew they are having a weekend off since Namjoon asked her to go with him to Ilsan. 

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Friday afternoon

Clara looked me right in the eyes: "I think he might pop the question!"
"What question is that? Marriage?" I laughed.
"Silly, nooo! I think he might...how do they say it... confess to me? Like in anime?"
"Yeah, I know. I hope it goes well. Can I be your bridesmaid?"
She threw a shirt at me: "What will you do? See Taehyung?"
"Yes, I want to give him the bracelet."
"The bracelet is the only thing you want to give him?" she smiled.
"Shut up and pack your things!"

Taehyung never mentioned that night when we kissed. Well, barely kissed, but still... He was acting weird today when we texted, not being his usual silly and perv self. Oh, I guess he's just having a bad day. I will investigate it when we see each other.

Friday night

I put on some relaxing music as Clara was finally finishing her packing. Who would have known a girl needs that many things for a two days trip?

It was a rainy night. The drive to Ilsan wasn't that long but I guess they wanted to spend as much time together as they could. Namjoon picked her up at 9pm.
9:15 - Ding-dong. Clara forgot her spare shoes so she interrupted my almost-skin-burning-hot shower and mini concert I held listening toThe Smiths.
Sigh. Well that is ruined. I just had the time to put on a top and panties when...
Ding-dong.
Seriously? Again? This girl would forget her head if it wasn't connected to her neck. I opened the door "What now?"
There stood a surprised, tipsy and wet, red faced Yoongi with a bottle of Soju in his hand:  "Anneyong... wh-oah"

"Oh shit." I shut the door and ran into the bathroom to put on my bathrobe.
I opened the door again. Still, there stood a drunk and wet, red faced Yoongi.
"What are you doing here?"
"Yuna broke up with me." he said with the tiniest voice ever.
"Come inside."

I quickly got changed in my pajamas and put my hair in a messy bun. He didn't say anything for 10 minutes. I made him tea and dried his hair with a towel. He was just sitting on the sofa, zoned out. The Smiths were playing in the background "to die by your side it's such a heavenly way to die."

I broke the silence "So, do you want to talk about it?" 
"Not much to talk about. Our families have known each other since they moved to our neighborhood. We were always friends and last year we decided to date. And now she says she can't any more. I never have time for her." he sighed.
"Couldn't she come to Seoul?" What am I doing, I am supposed to be secretly happy. Why aren't I?
"I always told her that but she has a job in Daegu and doesn't want to leave her family either."

"So, you loved her very much?"
He sighed: "I don't know. It's a long story Val. I just wanted to see a friendly face and I didn't want to talk about this, this... stuff with the guys."
"Oh, okay. You can talk or not talk. We can watch something or listen to music. Whatever you want." 
He said nothing.

"Your clothes are wet. You should change. Hmm, I have a t-shirt from Taehyung."
"Of course you do" he said to himself. I heard it but ignored him.
I gave him the shirt: "Here put this on, I won't look." I faced the wall. 

"Are you and Tae together?"
"No."
"Did anything happen between you?"
"We just kissed once."
"Do you want to be with him?"
I turned around since he was obviously done with changing: "Yes. No. I don't know Yoongi. I love both of you and you both confuse me."
"Do you want to be with me?" he scratched the back of his neck.
I sat down and took his hand: "Yes, but not now. You are hurt and you need time to heal and to be alone."
"I was in a relationship and felt alone. I think I know if I am ready or not."

I didn't say anything.
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Yes, you can sleep in my bed and I..."
"Can you sleep next to me?" his puppy eyes were irresistible. 
"Yes."

One bottle of Soju and sad music playlist later

We were laying on my bed next to each other, both facing the ceiling. Soju hit us hard. When the party's over by Billie Eilish was playing.

"Maybe my vision was blurry, but do you have a tattoo on the back of your neck?" he asked.
I smiled "Yeah."
"What does it mean?"
" The semicolon punctuation symbol ( ; ). It represents overcoming depression and suicidal thoughts."
He turned to me "How do you feel now?"
I faced him "Last 5 years are a lot better than the ones before. I didn't really have a happy childhood and school days."

"Can I hug you?"
"Since when do you like giving hugs?"
He pouted: "I want to hug you and fall asleep like that."
"I want that too." I shifted in the bed and threw a blanket over us.
He hugged me from the back and kissed the back of my neck where the tattoo is.

As I was slowly falling asleep in his arms I heard him whisper "You are mine."