Wanna be my friend? || K.T.H ✔

Chapter 7

Tae's POV

As soon as he utters the name Min Yoongi, he starts to cry without giving himself a chance to even breath. He cries without much noise, afraid to grab his family's attention. I find myself unable to say or do anything except to wait for him to speak.

I look around to find a pack of tissue, so I pick it up and give it to him. He takes some sheets and wipes his tears. His sniffs are loud enough for me to hear, and his body is shaking enough for me to see.

When he finishes, he raises his teary eyes and says "Sorry." He sniffs and adds, "for this mess."

I shake my head, saying with a calm tone, "It is okay, Namjoon, but can you tell me what happened? I want to help."

He puts his hands on his trembling legs and says after taking a breath, "When I was in elementary school, I had no time to make friends. I was in the hospital most of the time because dad was ill." 

His father is ill?

"He had cancer." I gasp and cover my mouth quickly, "S-Sorry, for that." I apologetically lower my head.

He ignores or swallows up my reaction and says, "Mum told me that dad would live and continue his life with us, but I knew that he would leave us behind. I never had the chance to know him; however, he was a nice person. I still remember what he told me when mum once left me alone with him. 'Take care of your mother and listen to everything she says.' I promised myself to do that because for me that was my lifetime promise with my dad."

A smile finds its way on my face as I imagine a cute Namjoon making a pinky promise with his dad.

"Dad died in my first year of middle school."

My smile leaves as soon as it arrives. I never lost someone dear to me, but just the thought of it makes me shudder. 

"It was a shock for me, but mum was really strong, and she managed to make me feel better, and because of that, I started to know the real world. However, I made a mistake one day which was answering a question that a bullier couldn't answer." He pauses and holds his clothes in regret.

" 'It was the teacher who told me to answer.' I tried to convince him multiple times, but he turned a deaf ear, and my hell started." he takes another tissue and wipes the new tears. His words hold so much pain in them, but I try not to lose my cool to not make him stop.

"No one helped me," he continues, "but I knew the reason, so I never actually blamed anyone. If I were in their shoes, I would've done the same."

"Y-Your mother, did she know?" I ask, hoping that he at least asked for help, but the answer was a no.

"One day, after 3 months of getting bullied. I was on the ground, covering my face with my hands as about 4 boys kicked me. I was actually holding my tears because I knew that those people feed on my suffering and giving them what they wanted was out of the question."

He bites his lower lip as more tears escape from his eyes. 

" 'Hey, what are you guys doing?' I heard an unfamiliar voice, and everyone's attention was directed to him. When I raised my head, I noticed that he was one of the students in my school because of the uniform. They replied saying that they were just playing with me, but he didn't believe and fortunately for me he was strong despite his height" 

He smiles with his eyes still fixed on the ground and adds " 'Pal, are you fine' he said. My eyes brightened at the word Pal, making me forgot about my fucked up position. Before I knew it, we became friends. Since I have met him, there was only one name in my mind-"

He covers his face as more tears escape from his eyes, so I continue with a weak voice, "Min Yoongi"

He nods and says, "He had so many friends, but he would still speak to me. I was glad. I would text him to ask about his well beings and health. When he was ever late to school or to any gathering, I would check on him. Whenever he wanted anything, I would do it to him. I would pay and bring the food for him as he played basketball. I would give him private math lessons every week, and I would be the one going to him because I thought that it would be more comfortable for him. I would-" he stops then adds, ''do everything for him, but-'' he bites his lower lip then adds, ''I overdid it."

I blink and ask "W-What do you mean?"

"One day, he called me and told me to meet him at a park. I prepared myself and went to him. I was surprised to see that we were alone. He didn't invite anyone except me. He stood up as soon as he saw me and approached. He exhaled and told me 'Namjoon, I am really sorry. I just can't handle this anymore. I am not saying that I hate you, but I reached my limits. You call and text me millions of times. I find myself always telling you about every single step I do. I feel that I have a noisy girlfriend even though I don't even have one. Namjoon, you invade my privacy. There is something called personal space."

He keeps crying but manages to continue speaking. As I hear his words, I conclude that Min Yoongi isn't a good person.

"Not to mention how you keep offering help. I won't say that I hate help, but you just do everything for me that it started to get on my nerve. You pay for me. you bring me food. Even when you are at my house, you tidy my room. I feel like I am bullying you. To be honest, your behavior is just- creepy."

I stand up annoyed as he finishes his words and breaks into more tears. I try to find the right words to describe that shitty guy, but I fail, so I let myself just say whatever comes to my mind.

"Min Yoongi isn't your friend as you think. All the stupid things he said are totally wrong. If he really hated all of those things, why didn't he tell you earlier? why couldn't he handle a little bit, and by time you might've realized your so-called mistakes," I yelled in frustration.

"We have been friends for 2 years," he whimpers, "he isn't the bad guy." He manages to shut me up, but I still regain my confidence. 

"Namjoon" I exhale and hold the notebook in my hand, "Everything written in that thing is just bullshit. There are no rules between friends. You can do whatever you want."

"This is what I thought" he shouts at me, "But I was wrong," he lowers his volume. He raises his eyes, "I was annoying him for 2 whole years, Taehyung even though all I wanted was just to be his frien-"

"He doesn't deserve you," I cut his words. Yeah, this is what I concluded. No one should say this to his friend. 

"Bu-"

"I said that he didn't deserve you. This is over Namjoon. Stop thinking about him and live your life. I bet that he doesn't remember you."

His expressions turn blank. I was cruel, but he had to know the truth. I don't want him to be imprisoned forever. I pick my stuff and his notebook and leave the house.

This is better for him. I have to show him what true friendship means.

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Hi Molar,

What do you think about Joonie's words? Are you with Tae or Namjoon? Or is it too early to judge Yoongi 🙈?

Yours,

Nana 🤗