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Requested by: @I_Am_The_MULTIFANDOM

Song: "Make You Love Me" by Troye Sivan
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Taehyung's P.O.V

I had known him for years. I've known him before I could even talk. I've been with him through his ups and downs: all the boyfriends, who only ended up cheating on him or leaving him. I had always tried my best to comfort him in his weakness times. I was always there for him, and he was there for me, but that all quickly changed.

He was special, unique, that one of a kind person you would find once in a lifetime. He made my heart falter whenever he came around, and whenever he came near me; my stomach would overflow with non-existent butterflies as they fluttered around, trying so desperately to escape. He was gorgeous; ethereal like a walking piece of art from the museum, in my eyes. His damn smile: that charming smile that always made my heart skip eight beats at once. His soft (h/c) always looked so soft like you could just play with his hair all day.

He was beautiful inside and out, perfectly imperfect. Sometimes, I would forget he was human, he seemed so ethereal to me. His entire existence made me feel calm, relaxed, free. Whenever he came around; he would bring this uplifting aura with him, making others feel good about themselves. He always managed to make everyone around him happy, I strongly admired him for that.

Recently, he had gotten a new boyfriend, but this time, they matched each other perfectly; two pieces of the same puzzle. It hurt, seeing him with someone else. Someone else, who could make him smile and laugh more than I ever could. It filled my heart with sorrow whenever I thought about them or saw them together. I wished I could be the one holding (M/n)'s hand; not him. He's happy with someone else that's all that matters.

The person, who made him the happiest, wasn't me, and I have to accept that. I have to accept that he'll never go for his childhood best friend, he'll never notice me, in that way. It's been that way since we were in third grade, so why would he magically notice me now?

I'm just the awkward third wheel: the one who's slowly forgotten and no one notices I'm gone. I started sitting alone at lunch, tired of seeing them be all lovey-dovey with one another, while I'm trying to eat. It always made me lose my appetite as tears welled up in my eyes. (M/n) didn't even bother to ask me why I moved to a new table, I feel like he's forgetting me. He barely talks to me anymore, he just talks to his boyfriend 24/7.

Now that I think about it, I never learned his boyfriend's name. Do I want to? No, not really.

I softly sighed, taking a small bite of my ham and cheese sandwich. I had lost almost fifteen pounds due to lack of eating, I never really felt hungry anymore. I would take one glance at (M/n) and my emotions would run wild, nearly making me lost control.

"Hey, Taehyung! You okay?" A familiar voice asked me, causing me to glance up from my staring contest with the red lunch-table. "You look down. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine, Jimin, don't worry about me." I replied, faking a bright smile, hoping he wouldn't notice the difference between my fake and real smiles. "Just a bit tired, I guess." He lightly nodded, sliding into the seat next to me at the lonesome table.

"No (M/n), today? But you two are like peas in a pod!" He asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. "You two used to be attached at the hip, what happened?"
"He has a boyfriend... I'm nothing to him now, Jimin. It doesn't matter to him that we've been best friends since birth." I explained, running a hand through my tangled blonde hair that I had forgotten to comb this morning. "He threw our sixteen-year friendship down the drain for a boy he's only known for about six months..." I glanced over at the two of them, watching them hold hands under the table, so the teachers wouldn't yell at them for PDA.

"He doesn't deserve you then, Taehyung." He solemnly stated, gazing at me. "I'm here for you, so you can forget that guy. It may hurt, but try to focus on the positive." I nodded, a weak smile forming on my face.
"Thanks, Jimin. I really appreciate it." I mumbled, my cheeks flushing a bit at his sweet words.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you something for a while now, but it's o-okay if you say no. Would you like to go to a movie this weekend?" He asked, catching my attention. "There's this sci-fi movie about a-aliens, and the—uh, the other day, I heard you t-talking about aliens, so I thought you'd like to go see it with m-me." He rambled on, repeating and stuttering on his words as his honey-toned cheeks heated up. "I'm rambling aren't I?" I lightly nodded, chucking at his nervous: he was cute when he was nervous.

"I'd love to go to the movies this weekend, Jimin." I softly answered, causing his eyes to light up.
"There's no need to be so nervous, I'm not that mean."
"I was so scared you'd say no." He confessed, his brown eyes shining in pure delight. "Classes start soon, so I'm gonna go now, but I'll see you this weekend! Bye, Taehyung!" He stood up from the chair, pushing it in before skipping away from the, once again, lonesome lunch-table and towards the cafeteria doors.
"Bye, Jimin." I waved back, a soft smile forming on my face as I waved his departure.

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