Jungkook's POV

Taehyung wasn't being himself during practice. He didn't make the jokes he would make normally, neither did he smile the way he does everyday. With his eyes focused on the door, he stepped in all the right places but with the wrong attitude.

After our first half of practice, J hope decided that the energy just wasn't there and went for break. While the other members went off to their own corners, I kept my eyes on Taehyung from across the room.

His eyes were still on the door.

With a sigh, I picked myself up and moved to sit next to him. His eyes faltered slightly at my arrival, but remained on the door.

"Hey Tae." I pushed him playfully on the shoulder, almost knocking him over.

He didn't so much as look at me.

"Tae." I tried again, this time making him fall on his side completely.

"What?" He yelled back. "What do you want?"

I froze along with the rest of the members. We stared at him with a confused expression, surprised at his sudden outburst. Taehyung was not the type to have temper tantrums, his whole behaviour was unlike him and very peculiar.

"Tae," I placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it with a slight pressure. "Are you alright?"

He shook me off and threw me a glare. "Just leave me alone."

My eyes flinched as he stood up beside me abruptly. Not even looking at me once, Taehyung left the studio without another word.

I made eye contact with the other members, exchanging worried glances and mouthing words of confusion.

'Jaehwa' Suga mouthed and pointed a finger at the door.

Jaehwa? I bit my lip. Why was he so concerned with her?

I watched as the other members laughed among themselves about their own inside jokes and suddenly felt extremely lonely. My eyes lingered in the studio door, outlining the figure that had just left from it.

Taehyung was always good to me, always there to play with me and to pay attention to me.

I ran a hand through my hair. Was I being selfish?

Or was Jaehwa stepping where she shouldn't.

Between us.

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Taehyung's POV

There was nothing on my mind except the dark glare of Jaehwa's aunt as she made her way towards her. I saw it in the briefest of seconds before Jimin pushed me out the office door and towards the studio. Since then, a weird feeling has been following me, all through practice and on break.

With the click of the studio door, I made my way down the hall towards the office that I last saw Jaehwa in, trying to guess what exactly could've been wrong.

It can't be anything too serious, can it?

None the less, there was still the gnawing sensation at the bottom of my heart to check, just in case.

"LEE JAEHWA, THESE PHOTOS DO NOT LIE."

I jumped at the sudden shriek of her aunt's voice. Hurriedly, I pressed my ear to the office door and peaked through the window, narrowing my eyes to get a better look.

The office was empty except for Jaehwa and her aunt. The two of them stood in the clearing with a few photos sprawled out on the floor around them. Her aunt was waving a stash of papers in her hands, too fast for me to register what they were. Jaehwa's back was facing me, but I could tell she was trying very hard not to look at her.

"I will ask you again." Her aunt waved the photos in front of her. "What is your relationship with Taehyung."

My ears peaked at the sound of my name. They were talking about me?

I furrowed my brows and squinted at the photos on the floor. It was small, but I could make out the faintest silhouette of-

The cafeteria, me and- I gasped and clamped my hand over my mouth as I recognized it's contents.

"Tell me honestly Jaehwa." Her aunt asked again. "Are you two dating?"

I froze and darted my eyes to Jaehwa.

Of course she would say no, that's how she would keep her job.

And yet.

Somewhere in the back of my head, I wanted to hear her say yes.

I smiled at the possibility.

"I don't know him." Was her answer.

My smile faded. What?

Her aunt slammed her hand on a nearby table. "You don't know him? Do you see this photo? That is you, and that is him. You don't know him?"

She looked away.

"I specifically told you Jaehwa. Do not develops any emotional attachments to the members." She bellowed. "I knew I shouldn't have let you work here!"

"I did not! He and I have no relationship, I was asleep in that photo, he came up to me and-"

"So you're saying he came to you and kissed you." Her aunt crossed her arms. "You think the members would just easily throw away their careers for someone like you?"

"WE DIDN'T KISS!" Jaehwa yelled in annoyance. "That photo angle is what made it look like that. Why can't you just believe me rather than go off and make your own assumptions?"

Her aunt scoffed and pointed at the door, at me. I ducked my head and pressed my back to the wall, my heart was pounding in fear of discovery and worry.

Jaehwa, please don't say anything more, don't you understand that you're about to get fired?

"What? You want me to go get him?" Jaehwa's voice was clearly annoyed. "Get him to tell you the same thing that I just told you?"

"No, I want you to find another job." Her aunt growled. "You're fired."

There was silence.

Now you've done it.

"F-fired?" Her voice was quiet and shaking. "You're firing me over these photos?"

Silence.

"Where did you even get these photos? Who even took them? No one was at the cafeteria that night!" Her voice was nervous and cracking. I peaked over at the door to see her rubbing her eyes anxiously.

Jaehwa...

"Get out Jaehwa." Her aunt said quietly. "I'll give your paycheck to your mother."

I hear her scoff then a few seconds later the door clicked open beside me. I jumped and spun out of the way as Jaehwa stomped out and stared right at me.

Her eyes were red and tears made her face shine like a diamond. She bit her lip as I backed away from her then turned away from me with a small sigh.

"J-Jaehwa!" I called out and grabbed her by the shoulder.

She said nothing.

I didn't know what else to say. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" she snapped between gritted teeth.

I lowered my head feeling the guilt eat away at me slowly and painfully. "That day I shouldn't have done what I did."

There was a pause, then she scoffed with her eyes full of tears. "So then why did you do it?"

I didn't answer, I couldn't, I didn't know how.

"Why? Why you? Why are you part of BTS? Why didn't you tell me? Why, why, why, why, why?"

Jaehwa was bawling now. The tears that were in her eyes were now plastered all over her cheeks and down her chin. Her voice, which was now only a whisper, asked repeatedly for an explaination, one that I couldn't give to her.

It hurt too much to speak.

She shook me off and furrowed her brows. Her eyes, which were now fierce, glared daggers at me. She waited for my words, searching my eyes frantically for a sign, an explanation, but I could give neither to her. Just the mere sight of how much pain she was in was enough to make me mute.

"Forget it then." She growled and stomped off away from me.

I watched her with my quickened breathing for only a mere second before I followed after her. Her hands were clenched at her side and shaking with anger.

The halls were quiet as we made our way down it. I listened to the clicking of her shoes on the cold shiny floor, searching for words to say to fill the silence.

"J-Jaehwa!" I called out just as she was about to leave the building. "Are you really leaving?"

She spun around to face me. Her eyes were filled with tears again. "V oppa, I'm fired, does that mean anything to you?"

"Of course it does, what are you-"

"Then does that answer your question?" She cut me off.

I stared at her.

"It's your fault that I'm fired, your fault! If you'd just told me who you were since the beginning, none of this would've happened!" She pointed a finger at me. "If I just-"

Her voice faded out and she tore her eyes away from mine almost too embarrassed to continue.

"If you what?" I asked taking a step forward.

"If I haven't met you." She said flatly and pushed open the door, letting the wild wind blow our hair back in a frenzy of pain.

Her words, which were brought to my ears by the wind, stabbed me repeatedly yet I knew she was right. My silly game was what led to this, my attachment to her, my familiarity with her, and

I regretted every moment.

Because in the end, I got her fired.

Before she could leave the building completely, I grabbed hold of her arm and spun her around to face me one last time. We locked eyes, her brown on mine and suddenly I felt the burning of tears in the back of my eyes. This girl, Lee Jaehwa was fired from this company, from my life, and I didn't want her to go.

I'm sorry. So so sorry.

She sniffed and stared at my hand on her arm, questioning why it was there.

"Do you regret meeting me?" I muttered feeling my heart race against my rib cage. "Do you regret all our memories together?"

She narrowed her eyes and sniffed again. Her arm, which was tense, fell lax in my hands and gave one final shake of annoyance to rid of me. She turned away from me without hesitation and stepped down the stairs to the entrance.

"I do regret it."

She left, leaving me to watch her with my vision clouded with tears.

Tears that I had no explanation for.

Tears I had no control over.

Notes

still not grammar perfect > .> bear with me!