TAEJIN ONE-SHOTS

ASHES 2

"Tae, Tae ... you can use me instead, just ... just don't do it with Kook, please ..." He blurted out.

"Why would I even do it with you? I don't even like you. I can't even think of kissing you. What the hell?"

"I love you ..." he mumbled. "So damn much ..."

And with that as his last words, he vanished leaving his clothes behind. He was gone.

==

"SEOKJIN!"

Taehyung woke up from his nightmare. He was sweating so bad; his clothes are drenched. He looked around and saw Jungkook still sleeping beside him. He sighed. Jungkook had been his friend after that night he can't be in a relationship with him anymore after that fateful day.

Taehyung felt like crap after losing Seokjin. It's his fault, he knows it. He's a dumbass who thought Jungkook was the guy he saw that night. It was not Jungkook's fault at all because Taehyung never assumed. It was only his fault because he never asked. He should've asked and trusted fate to bring him his own soulmate. Now, he has nothing.

"It's been five years ..." Taehyung mumbled. He touched the necklace he is wearing. The last remembrance of Seokjin. The last memory he can ever have of him.

He walked out of his room and looked at the spot where Seokjin vanished. He smiled bitterly. As much he wants to move and buy a new house a part of him still hopes that maybe Seokjin will come back. And if he does, Taehyung would spend his lifetime apologizing to him.

He is still a functioning human unlike at what state he was in four years ago. He was devastated, he kept dreaming about Seokjin's final moments like a ghost that kept hunting him and Taehyung didn't have a choice but to embrace them. he kept mourning for Seokjin. He kept praying for another chance.

"I love you so damn much ..."

He can still hear Seokjin's last words even when he is walking to work. He can see glimpse of him as if he were in a place unknown to Taehyung. There were times where he will seat and drink his tea at night and when he blinks, he can see Seokjin's face smiling at someone his imagination probably created. He was in Paris; Taehyung can see the constant image of the Eiffel Tower whenever he imagined Seokjin every Friday nights. He will just sigh whenever that happens because it felt so real. Or when Monday mornings, he can see him sleeping peacefully in his bed. he laughs when he realized how his brain accurately computed the time difference between Paris and Seoul. he must've really missed Seokjin to have those thoughts.

Seokjin was nothing but an angel. He never did raise his voice at Taehyung, made him really upset and did anything to hurt him. it was always the other way around. He never saw Seokjin laughed like how he imagined. Heck, he didn't even saw Seokjin smile ever again. The last time he saw him smile at him genuinely was when Seokjin told Taehyung they were mates. He was so happy back then, but that smile was the first and last he saw. The only expression Seokjin wore since he got together with Taehyung is pain or nothing at all. Some days he will remain stoic trying to hide the pain, but Taehyung knows everything. He is his soulmate after all, but Taehyung chose not to do anything but rub salt into the wound. He thought, Seokjin should be gone in his life in order to be happy.

He was wrong. After losing his soulmate, he lost half of himself. He lost half of his heart that unknowingly loves Seokjin more than he ever knows. After all, he tried suppressing what grows in his heart because he thought Jungkook was the one. He shouldn't have. If he did, then he would be happy by now, not thinking how the hell can he make things right.

==

Paris, France

"Jin, company representatives will arrive at the Hotel in two weeks. I hope our Hotel Management Team is ready. I've heard rumors that the CEOs of that whatever company is a bit rough on the edges and is so hard to please. Just a heads up." Yoongi whispered as he continued typing on his laptop.

Seokjin just hummed in acknowledgement. Him and his team knows how to handle that kind of costumers. He was trained for that and excelled at it. he looked around the café, not many people. Good. Seokjin thought. Him and Yoongi likes it when it's peaceful. Both of them can focus on work without hearing young teens laugh obnoxiously as if they are the only ones in the café.

This is his fourth year in Paris after the day that Seokjin doesn't want to remember anymore. He woke up, he's in Paris, a guy named Min Yoongi found him on the street, took him in to his home with his very own soulmate Hoseok, helped him adjust in a different country and now, they are here. Seokjin working in a hotel, living rent-free on Yoongi and Hoseok's home, far away from the people that can hurt him.

His lips quivered. It's that time of the day again where he can just feel immense sadness in his chest. He wants to cry and just sit on the ground wailing at how painful it is. It was even more painful than the last time he was in Seoul as Jungkook and Taehyung fucked each other.

He shook his head. This is not the time to remember such things. He was miraculously alive even after the rejection he felt from his soulmate and he should never waste it to sulk and cry over the past. He still feels a bit disappointed at Taehyung, but it stays in Seoul. He has no plans to see Taehyung's face ever again. He can't bear to hear his own stupid heart breaking at the sight of a happy TaeKook (as he likes to call them).

"Let's go home, Jin-ah. Hoseok is waiting for us."

Seokjin nodded and grabbed his bag. He slung them on his shoulder and walked out of the café. He was looking at his feet examining if he is stepping on each tile without his feet overlapping the lines on the floor. It was his little joys in life that he actually enjoys.

He kept walking as he focused on his task. Yoongi is behind him on his phone and is probably talking to or texting Hoseok. He was so into it that he didn't noticed he bumped into another man. He looked up and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry."

He bowed his head down a couple of times and the man whom he noticed wore shades and a mask – at nighttime – is just looking at him. he seemed glued to the floor.

"Um, excuse –"

"Jin, come on. We need to hurry back home!"

Yoongi who didn't notice the commotion just dragged away Seokjin and rushed to get a cab. Seokjin looked back at the man. he can feel his heart thundering in his chest. He dropped his jaw when the masked man ran out of the café in an attempt to run after the cab as he removes his mask.

"... Tae ... T-Taehyung?"

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