Timeless [KTH]✔️

11 minutes

I walked into the cafe with an aura of happiness. The familiar jingle of the bell above the door brought a smile to my face.
Thankfully, there wasn't a line so I was able to walk straight up to the counter.

"Y/N!" The blonde boys eyes sparkled.

"Hey Jimin." I smiled back.

"What's that?" He nodded to the bag in my hands.

"Your jacket." I said, lifting it up and putting it on the counter.

He pursed his lips and put his arms on his hips. For some reason he reminded me of a duck trying to scold me.
"Y/N, I said you can keep it."

I laughed and shook my head.
"I'm not stupid Jimin, the jacket is expensive! I can't possibly keep it."
He pouts which made me smile wider.
"Don't worry I washed and folded it well."

Suddenly, I felt a ferocious presence behind me.
"Y/N." Someone growled. I instantly knew who that deep voice belonged to. It was you.
I turned to face you, slightly startled by your animosity, but glad to see you looking better than you did the day before.

"Hey Tae..." I smiled but you didn't return the gesture. Instead, you looked between me and Jimin before your eyes finally landed on the bag.

"You're giving Jimin a gift? You confessing or something?"

"Well this is actually-"

"What's wrong with you?" You spat, your expression darkening... it frightened me.
Then, I really was startled.

With a scowl, you roughly snatched the bag out of my hand.
"T-Tae!" I managed to stammer, shocked beyond belief at your behaviour.

"Man what's wrong with you?!" Jimin exclaimed, I was too stunned to say anything.

"Aren't you supposed to be self conscious and shit? Girls like you shouldn't try to flirt. It's painfully embarrassing to see." You barked, drawing the eyes from other people in the cafe.

"W-Why are you overreacting?"
I tried pushing the tears back but they were so close to spilling.

You scoffed and folded your arms.
"Overreacting? I just thinks it's pathetic. You... y-you're fat. Fat girls shouldn't flirt."

It's like you ripped out my heart and confidence. Ripped out my very being and tore it to shreds.
Why did you have to be so cruel?

I felt my ears burn up and an overbearing sense of nausea made me feel woozy. I was embarrassed.

"Taehyung!" Jimin bellowed, making m café customers gawk at the now red-with-rage barista, a completely new side of Jimin I had never seen.

But I couldn't be there any more. A few more seconds and I would have burst into tears.
So, I slowly backed away.

It was then that I saw something flicker in your eyes, was it guilt? I didn't know, and I didn't care. All I wanted was to be as far away as possible from you.

So I ran.
I bolted out the store and down the street.
I ran all the way home and crawled under the covers of my bed.

What you said hurt... because it was true.
I wasn't trying to flirt with Jimin but... a girl like me shouldn't have even spoken to guys like them. They're the popular, main character type of guys... and I'm...just not that type of girl.

I had never hated myself more than I did that afternoon.
And it was because of you.

About half an hour later, my door bell rang.
I didn't know if it was my parents or a neighbour or some religious preachers, but whoever they were I knew it was urgent because they kept ringing the bell.

Dabbing my eyes with my sleeve, I practically limped to the door and opened it.

Except it wasn't my parents or neighbours or religious preachers that stood on the other side the door at all.
It was you.

"Y/N..." you mumbled, a slow stretch of my name that carried so much sadness.
"... I'm so sorry-" I slammed the door in your face.

You kept banging, begging me to let you in. I just couldn't get myself off the floor. I had my knees curled into my chest, rocking slightly in a way of self-comfort.

I hoped that you would just leave, but even five minutes later, you were still banging on the door.

"Please Y/N... I need you... please open the door." You begged, your voice was cracking, you were on the verge of tears.

But I'm the one you hurt. You didn't have the right to cry and beg me like that. You didn't.
Yet, you did so anyway.

"Y/N... at least let me explain..." you mumbled.

I pressed my eyes shut and plucked up the courage to speak again.
"T-Tell me why." I started. "Why are you so damn rude to me all the fucking time?"

You shuffled... then I heard a light thump on the door, you had laid your forehead against it.

Even though my legs felt like jelly, I propped myself up and walked towards the door.
Gently and quietly, I pressed my ear against the wood and heard noises that broke my heart all over again.
You were holding back a sob, crying silently.
Over me.

"Y/N... I don't know why you make me so angry...b-but... I think it's because... I'm starting to like you."

That was something I didn't expect from you. A confession.
Those words were like a cloaking spell. I forgot about all the hurtful things you said to me and I just focused on the moment. On your vulnerable voice expressing your innermost truth.
You were innocent again in my eyes.

So, like a child under the influence of the pied piper... I twisted the door knob, trance-like, and opened the door.

I picked my poison that night, Kim Taehyung.
I let you in.

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