song of the special: who - lauv ft. bts

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Shutting the engine of the motorcycle, I sigh. Seeing Dae and Yoongi together really got to me. I take my bag with me as I start walking to the front porch from our garage. Bree told me last night that she was going to be out late, again. So I had decided to stay today with my dad, helping him with his business.

My father wanted me inherit his restaurant company, but I told him I wanted to do something else with my life. My dad agreed to let me manage my own life, and had let his younger brother, Jihoon, own the company once the time is right.

I open the door and I'm greeted with darkness. The house is unoccupied, I think.

Walking to the kitchen, I start making myself a sandwich quietly.

As I do, several thoughts go through my mind.

Why is Yoongi so interested in Dae?

Did he forget how he almost turned her against me back in Busan just to get his way with her?

I certainly haven't forgotten anything.

Why did I tell her that I still loved her?

Well, because I do love her; with all my heart and soul.

I realized, as I tried to forget her with Bree, I could never erase her from my thoughts for the two years we were apart. It was impossible to do so. The thing here is, I started feeling something for Bree. But, just when I was starting to feel something, Dae reappeared in my life.

Now, even if I don't want to admit it, I don't feel anything for Bree. The butterflies I felt with her are gone, the trembling whenever we touched; it's all gone.

For Dae, I feel every single one of those things. It just reaffirms to me that I still love her. I want to be with her, but I had promised Dae that I wouldn't hurt Bree.

I should keep my promise.

"He's not here." I hear Bree whisper as the door closes.

Her giggles fill the air and she's silenced by the sound of lips touching.

I stay silent in the kitchen.

My whole body stays frozen.

"Babe, we should just tell him–"

That voice.

It can't be.

This cannot be happening.

It's Jean. My so-called best friend since birth.

I forget the sandwich and storm out of the kitchen walking to the living room. There, I see Bree and Jean kissing while he pins her to the wall. His hands running all over her body, oblivious to the fact that I'm watching.

"Tell me what?" I ask, serenely.

Both of them jump and turn to me. Bree's face gets pale and Jean's eyes widen.

Bree gulps, "Kook–"

"What did you need to tell me, that you've been cheating on me for a while now?!" I scream, anger taking over me.

"It's not what it seems, trust me." Jean cuts in, trying to be the peacemaker.

I scoff, "Oh well, then tell me why I just saw you kissing my girlfriend," I tell Jean, "and why you were clearly enjoying it?!"

They both stay quiet. Bree starts tearing up. Jean passes his hand through his hair, sighing.

I nod.

"Have fun. I'm coming back tomorrow to pick up my things." I say as I take my bag once more and start heading out the door.

"No! Please let me explain, baby!" Bree screamed as I continued my way through the door.

I ignored her pleas, cries, screams and her begging. I'm done.

Already at the garage, I turn on the engine of my motorcycle once more. Bree runs outside just as I accelerate and leave the house.

Dae, I'm sorry I can't keep my promise anymore.