Butterfly || Kim Taehyung

7

Tae:
I think it's about time I change, don't you think?

You:
Where is this coming from? 🤔

Tae:
Idk. I want something stable in my life for once

And I can't get it when I'm not stable myself

You:
Ngl, change is never easy.

Will you go through with it? Will you really change?

Tae:
I will. I thought about what you said

And I also thought about what my mother would think if she knew what I was doing

I think she knows but keeps quiet hoping I'll realise it myself

You:
Why do you do it? What makes you break a girl's heart?

You don't have to tell me. I'm just curious.

Tae:
It felt nice. Powerful. I had a woman's heart in my hands and I could break it any second I wanted to.

I'm sorry I'm messed up

Idk whether I should tell you more, but I think I can trust you

You:
Your secrets are safe with me.

And there's no one who's not messed up. We've all been caught in a cage before and we've all bled trying to escape it.

Your wounds will always be there but it's your choice to let it heal or let it fester.

Tae:
You make me want to read

You:
😳

I'm flattered, but back on track.

Tae:
Can I call you??

You took a deep breath, considering the question. Your voice sounded different on phone, so there was a very little chance he would find out who you were. The problem was, you were much less confident while talking than on text. But for Taehyung....

You:
Okay.

Incoming call
T

ae

[Conversation on the phone]
A/N: It's gonna look like a written play, so brace yourselves and try not to cringe.

Tae:
(a little breathless)
Hey.

You:
H-Hi.

Tae:
(chuckles)
Is my baby nervous?

You:
Cut it, Taehyung. I'm not your baby.

Tae:
Okay. You can call me Tae, you know?

You:
Hmm, okay.

(Silence for a few awkward seconds)

Tae:
You're not that talkative, are you?

You:
In real life, not really. I don't usually do phone calls.

Tae:
You're so cute.

You:
(hitting your knee against the kitchen counter in shock)
Tae!

Tae:
I want to know this one thing. Have I rejected you? Or have I dated you before?

You:
......

Tae:
Baby.

(Shivers went down your spine and you curled in on yourself)

You:
Don't call me that. Talk about what you really called me for.

Tae:
Answer me first.

You:
Yes. You've rejected me before.

Tae:
I'm sorry.

You:
I'm over it now. At least I didn't date you. Would've been worse.

Tae:
I'm surprised you're still talking to me.

You:
The things you do fo- I mean, yeah. (you finished lamely)

Tae:
(Sighs. Is an idiot and doesn't know what you were about to say)
I think I've gone too far.

You:
You have.

Tae:
(whines) You're too honest.

You:
I don't know how to put this lightly, Tae. When you try to change, they'll try to bring you down. You've ruined your name, but you have your friends and .... you have me. You have us. Even if it seems hard, even if no one will let you change, we will.

(Silence)

You (again):
(internally beating yourself up) You wanted to tell me something?

(Silence, again)

Tae: When I was twelve, I found out my father was cheating on my mother.

(Silence, again)

I didn't understand the concept. I couldn't help but think only my mother should be with him. I didn't tell my mother either. I didn't know how to tell her and that was stupid of me. She found out herself after a year and they divorced. I felt useless. I could do nothing. I couldn't stop my mother's tears or beat up my father. I felt that way for a long while. It wasn't until high school when I got my first confession and I rejected her.

I was the cause of her tears. I was in control of the situation. And it felt nice. And now I hate it.

You:
I'm sorry. I... I guess none of us saw from your perspective, did we?

Tae:
That doesn't make me a good person.

You:
No, but it helps me understand.

(Silence, again. Author wishes to smack both of you cinnamon rolls for being so awkward.)

Tae:
Who are you?

You:
Someone.

Tae:
No, really, tell me who you are. I'm dying of curiosity here.

You:
Taehyung... I'm nothing.

Tae:
No you're not. Why do you keep degrading yourself?

You:
I know what I am. I'm just-

(Your mother calls from downstairs)

You:
I have to go. Mom's calling.

Tae:
Okay, goodbye.

You:
Bye.