Distance: Our Truth Untold (Taehyung X Yerin FANFIC)

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Yerin’s POV

I sighed as I start to walk back inside the dorm, holding my chest. Jinjja! I feel so distressed! My heart just cannot take all the stupefying things that happened in a minimal span of my lifetime.

Aishhh…

It did not just stupefy me, it even caused so much stress for me myself. I hope that it won’t cause breakouts on my face!

I feel squeezed. Yes. It may sound exaggerated but, I was in between certain things. Of what to do or what to say. I don’t even know which of which I will choose. 

I shake off my head as I fan myself with my own hands.

I was slowly melting a while ago. I was surprised. I got stressed out from time to time though I don’t show it to them. I even felt like the awkwardness won’t go away from my body!

But the worst one is that I got embarrassed again and again in front of my closest friends, and even to my new friends, BTS sunbaenim!

I sat down on the bench as I breathe in and out. A means to at least unwind myself, to ease myself for a while.

“Calm down, Yennie. Everything was finished. It is fine already. Okay? Okay? Aish…What a day…”

I get my phone from my pocket.

Upon unlocking it, I checked on my notifications. Me and my co-members share one account for a certain social media platform. And as I turn on my internet connection, it kept on notifying me that a lot mentioned us in our timeline.

Our humble and beloved fans, of course. I then, opened the messaging application since there is a notif for it.

Right away, a smile formed on my lips as I saw who the sender is.

It’s from my eomma.

Eomma:

Hello, my Yerin-ah. How are you? Are you tired from work? Don’t forget to talk your supplements, and also to drink some tea if your very worn out. Don’t overwork yourself, okay?

“Omo, my eomma is getting more thoughtful! She’s texting and calling me so frequent since I debuted. Hah, what’s with her?” I happily uttered to myself.

Excited, I immediately dialled my mom’s number.

*Dialling Eomma…

“Eo? Hello? Who is this?" my mom answered. Jinjja, she did not checked who is calling her again.

“Eomma!” I spoke. I really intended to make my voice a bit louder just to startle her.

“Omo? My child?! Yennie!” she cheerfully blurted. I can genuinely hear how shock she is that I called her.

“How are you, my eomma? Did you eat your dinner already? How’s Choco?”

“Omo! Gosh, my Yerin-ah! How are you?! At last! You called your mother! I miss you so much!”

“I am fine, eomma---”

“Are you tired? How’s work? Don’t overwork! You might get your motion sickness again, huh? Good thing it did not attacked you for a while already!”

I chuckled.

I missed my eomma’s voice! I mean, I miss her!

“I am okay, eomma! We are resting from our sched a while ago. And, I miss you too eomma!”

“I watched you in the television last week during our lunch time! Hahahaha, of course I bragged about you!”

I soundly smiled with what my eomma told me.