How do I describe him? My first love?

Even if I fall in and out of love a thousand times, he will always continue living in my heart rent-free. They said you'll forget him when you'll grow up but dang, bitch, I still love him.

One-sided love? Because he didn't even know I existed but I had a keen record of his every action. His achievements made me tear up because out of everyone I came across in life, I knew him the best.

And he was there.

The man whom I loved with all four chambers of my heart was there, whom I loved as a man but he loved me back as a fan was there.

Min Yoongi was here.

R.I.P. myself.

Taehyung's PoV

A cold breeze blew past us but it had no outward effect on her. She stood as if she was already frozen from the snowfall of thoughts in her head and the sight in front of her eyes.

My eyes flutter shut to feel my reverberating heartbeat. "You remember the time when you fangirled for Mr Min Yoongi at watermelon awards but I couldn't allow you to meet him? This is just a small apology gift to make up for it. I kept on mocking your confession and your feelings but... I too L—"

"Suga!? Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" My warm words failed to melt her but the amusingly hot male did that by barely making a silent appearance a few minutes ago. Before I could say anything more, I saw here launching like a missile to Mr Min Yoongi.

What the actual fuck!?

She was surprised to the core and her perplexed yet excited facial expression said that well. "God! I can't believe it! I—" She hesitantly extended a shaky finger and slightly touched him to confirm that she wasn't high on cocaine which causes hallucination. "Min Suga genius jjang jjang man boong boong?"

I squinted my eyes and rows of wrinkles covered my forehead when I tried to make sense out of her words but then I gave up. "Y/N—" I tried to call her back to stay beside me and stop embarrassing herself but she interrupted me again.

"I can't believe you're standing in front of me...I-I...you insfire me, man!" She shook hands with him and they both laughed while I forced a smile like a third wheeler. She dramatically held her wrist with the other hand trying to show her overwhelmed state after touching him. "Your gummy smile is...so cute." She squeaked loudly, turning me partially deaf.

"Please, come in this direction," I subtly smiled with politeness and asked him to walk towards the chairs. He nodded and followed me to the round table which was specially arranged for Y/N and me.

"Please, sit." She held my thread of hospitality and asked the male to be our guest. He pulled out a chair for Y/N and sat on the one opposite to her. "You're so sweet! Thank you." She shyly tucked a strand behind her ear and much evidently blushed.

And then I realized there were only two chairs.

The two homosapiens, who had already occupied the only chairs without thinking about me, looked up at my face. Yoongi pushed the chair with his butt and stood up. "There are only two chairs. Mr Kim, please have this seat."

I could have said something if Y/N wasn't there to interrupt me for freaking third time. "No no no! Please keep sitting." I smiled a little thinking she will let me sit on her chair but rather she said, "Tae will sit on the grass."

This is a joke. My life is a joke.

"Uh... as you two please." Yoongi pitied me but nevertheless, lack of space made him quietly sit back in his chair. I knew I had no other choice so unfortunately, I accepted my fate. Yoongi frowned and said, "I hope you feel comfortable there, Mr Kim."

It's very comfortable and I won't deny your company too.

I wanted to reply but Y/N was too determined to piss me off by interrupting me. "How do we open this?" She was holding the elegant champagne bottle I planned to open if she gave me a chance to speak my heart out. "I've never done this before." She talked to Yoongi about it while lightly swaying the bottle in the air.

"It's alright. Use your thumb to push the cork out from beneath the lip." Yoongi did tiny hand movements to demonstrate the opening of a champagne bottle.

"Wait, that would cause a mess—" I suddenly spoke and he looked at me blankly before getting my point too but we were too late.

"Is this how we do it? Fuc—" She already followed his instructions but the result made her flinch and she pushed the champagne shower away from her body and... above my head. A tastier version of rain poured on me but I didn't quite love it. Though, her giggles pissed me more.

No one really cared about me getting drenched in Champagne so I too continued ignoring them like a moody teenager. Later, I heard the sound of spoon clicking against the plate and I averted my gaze from phone to see them feasting on the food prepared specially for us.

"You like this food? 3 dollar." She said and giggled afterwards. What the hell are you talking, Y/N? It cost me more than your existence.

"I don't think these delicacies would have cost just 3 dollars. Thanks for it, Mr Kim." I gratefully heard him acknowledge my efforts better but quickly looked away and pretended to be deaf when he turned to face my figure. My rational side said it was the best time to ignore them.

The two of them stared at me for three long seconds but I made my mind to not smile back at them. Yoongi first looked at Y/N and then concentrated back on food. Sure he felt humiliated but boy, I have been feeling the same thing ever since you stepped in.

"Ignore him." Y/N said sounding a little ashamed because of my childish behaviour. You don't need to announce that, you both are doing that already duh. "Suga, genius. These two words are enough. Taehyung, dumb. These two words are enough too." She said and laughed. What was so funny?

I shut my eyes and my system to do something a lot better than sitting there without being noticed and feeling left out. Sleep.

30 Minutes Later...

I felt as if I just closed my eyes but somehow, my dear friends were already done with dinner and I woke up to Y/N's extra squeaky voice. She was sending him off with tears in her eyes. "I love you, Oppa!"

"Hey, please don't cry. It would make parting even more difficult for me too. Smile for the one who won't like to see you cry; Mr Kim's awake." Yoongi smiled at me from over her shoulder. I was still half laying on the ground in a subconscious state where I could hear them and decode their messages but couldn't get myself to react.

I was nowhere in the conversations initiated by Y/N. I waited for her to finish fangirling and bid him goodbye. A feeling of sadness and anger surged through me. Meanwhile, I decided to make an important phone call.

Y/N's PoV

Meeting The Min Yoongi still felt like a dream and saying bye to him like a nightmare. I wasn't overreacting when I cried because I was too overwhelmed. I still had to thank Taehyung for arranging the best evening of my life. I saw him yawn and stretch when he stood up. "Taehyung-ah, thanks for thi—"

"I am honored to know that you still remember my name." He said in a cold tone and rolled his eyes at me which kind of made me question him. I still proceeded to hug him to express my gratitude. "Oh, oh, maybe you'll rather like to touch Min Yoongi." He mockingly chuckled while taking steps away from me.

"What's up with you, Taehyung...?" I asked even though I knew I did wrong by treating my date as a third wheeler.

He laughed to avoid voice cracks and paused before wearing a sadistic smirk. "You know what? Leave it. You'll never understand how much time I wasted in preparing this surprise for you." He took a quick step towards me and I feared that he might get abusive in the heat of the moment.

"Taehyung, I am so sorry—" He ran fingers through his hair and pushed back all the strands of hair from his forehead to look all the way more intimidating.

He might have felt bad or ignored because of my behaviour but he should also understand that I was standing face to face with an idol for whom I fangirl like maniacs.

Whom will you choose for an hour, the man who lives with you 24×7 or your bias?

"Sorry, my ass." He scoffed and took off his coat that made us look more related to each other. "Guess what? I'm sorry." He opened the door for himself and threw the jacket in the backseat after seating himself inside. The engine made a starting sound before turning on and soon the car was in motion.

The wheels rolled backwards and then taking a skillful turn, the car moved forward without stopping for a second. A minute later, it disappeared in the darkness of night.

And he left me there, all alone.

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A/N :- hey ya~
So this question has been bothering me ever since it came to my mind and kinda marked me under my eyes in the form of dark circles. On the scale of 5, how many stars do you think this story deserve ? Please lemme know what you think about this story... Stay healthy and happy !