~Minseo~

After that kiss, Taehyung avoided me and I never saw him again. I have less than a week before I have to leave and I couldn't help but feel as though I should say goodbye to Taehyung but then again, if he doesn't want to see me, I shouldn't bother him too. I've never felt so humiliated and unwanted in my whole life until Taehyung walked away. It really hurt me and I've been spending my time locked away in my room, doing some work.

When my phone rang, I quickly reached for it, hoping it'll be Taehyung but it's not. I ignored phone calls from my friends back at home and co-workers, not wanting to talk and be with anyone but Taehyung.

It wasn't until I received a text from Taehyung, that had me hesitating and debating whether I should come clean with him or not. A part of me didn't want to go anywhere near him after the way he made me feel but I ended up going to his place anyways, determined to be a good friend until the very end.

Taehyung opened the door with his phone pressed to his ear. I stepped into the house and saw that it was really fancy. Did he rent this place or did it belong to a relative of his? I didn't know why Taehyung called me here but if I was going to get rejected then might as well get it over and done with so I can go home and cry.

"Okay, I'll send it to you later tonight then. Bye." Taehyung hung up the phone I felt his eyes on me as I was staring outside the window, pretending to be interested in the view.

"Minseo-ah."

I tensed. "What?"

"Are you going to look at me?"

No. I didn't want to but I ended up turning around to face him anyways. I could see that he was being cautious about something.

"What do you want me here for, Taehyung?" I asked, eyes narrowing.

"I'm sorry about the other day," he mumbled, looking away from me. "I shouldn't have started that. Can we...can we put it behind us?"

"It doesn't mean anything," I shrugged, trying not to let it affect me because damn, it meant a lot to me. Taehyung's the first man I'd let into my life after shielding myself from other men and he ended up making me want to protect myself from men all over again.

Taehyung's features softened, "You're hurt."

"No," I bit off, angrily. "It was just a kiss. It doesn't mean anything."

"I shouldn't have," Taehyung repeated. "I—can we just forget about it? I don't want to lose our friendship—"

I cut him off, "You put our friendship at risk."

"You let me," he reminded me.

I glared at him and took a few steps away from him, turning my back to him, "Like I said, it was just a kiss."

Taehyung grabbed hold of my elbow and pulled me towards him. I had no choice but to look at him as his hold on me tightened.

"If it was just a kiss and didn't mean anything then why are you looking so hurt right now?" he shot back. "Why can't we just talk it out and put it behind us and move on?"

I tried to push his hand away from me, saying loudly, "I honestly don't care, Taehyung. Besides, you're not my type. I'm usually into tall guys with broad shoulders and pretty features like Seokjin."

The minute I said that, I felt my world tilted a little. Taehyung's hold on me loosened until he dropped his hands away.

"Seokjin?" he whispered in a scary voice.

"I—"

"Seokjin?" he repeated.

I looked at Taehyung, "Taehyung—"

Taehyung took a step back, "You know who I am?"

"I—"

"You know who I am," he stated and I was left to watch as his eyes grew icy.

"Let me—"

"You were lying to me all this time?" he asked me and I heard the anger in his tone. "You told me that you didn't know me- personally or otherwise."

"You're not going to give me a chance to explain things?" I asked him, panicking a little.

"Tell me why I should bother."

"Taehyung," I began.

"You know who I am!" he yelled and I flinched. "You know who I am and yet you pretended that you didn't know me. Did you get close to me because you wanted something?"

It really hurt me that he thought I'd do that to him. After we spent how many weeks together, he thinks I'm that kind of person?

"Taehyung," I began.

"While we're at it," Taehyung said with a short laugh, "Do you want to tell me who Jaewook is?"

"H-how do you know Jaewook?" I whispered.

"That night we were at the cabins," Taehyung said in an icy tone, "Your phone was ringing non-stop. I ended up picking the call and guess who was on the other side?"

He knew. He knew it since then?

"It's not what you think—"

"It's exactly what I think it is," Taehyung cut me off, angrily, "You lied about not knowing who I am and you lied about not having a man in your life. Did you forget that you were engaged? That there was Jaewook?"

I knew I deserved it for lying to him but it wasn't like I was trying to deceive him. I needed to calm him down so that I could explain things to him but nothing was working.

"You should have said something. You stood right in front of me, pretending like you didn't know me or any of my members." He paused for a beat and then asked in a low tone, "Was that why you asked me to be your pretend boyfriend?"

"No!" I cried. "Can you listen to me first before—"

"I called you over here because I wanted to apologise," he spat out, angrily, "I should have just left it."

"Taehyung—"

"Get out."

"Taehyung," I tried again. I took a step towards him and watched him take another one back away from me. "You just need to listen for a—"

"Get out!" he roared.

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I shook my head, desperate to explain to him why I'd kept quiet about his celebrity status or the reason I kept my engagement a secret but he wasn't hearing any of it. Instead, Taehyung took a step towards me and I felt it there and then. He was freezing me out.

"Out," he said, lowly.

"I—"

"You don't leave, I will," he bit off before turning to leave. I reached out to grab hold of his arm, only to have him bat my hand away.

I was so stunned by it and his cold eyes that I ended up turning and running out of there. I didn't bother explaining anything to him because I knew at that moment that I've lost him.

***

The next few days, I tried ringing Taehyung to explain things but he didn't pick up. I've seen Taehyung with two different phones when he's around me that I came to know that one was his real phone and the other was just one he was using for now. The number he gave me wasn't even his actual number. It was a number that he was using while he was on his break. It showed that he didn't even trust me too.

I spent the next few days crying because of how things had turned out. I never meant to pretend around him but it happened anyways. I know that Taehyung was probably piecing everything together even now. I know that right now I'm not even a friend to him, just a person who lied to him.

I'm a huge fan of the group and I have been following them for some time. I was there when Hoseok's wife's scandal broke out. I knew what was being said about Taehyung in the process and that's why I wanted to pretend that I didn't know him. I knew that he was on a break because of that scandal that affected him so badly. As a fan, I wanted to respect that and gave him the space he needed. I just didn't expect our paths to cross this many times.

We didn't see each other for the next few days until I received the one text that broke my heart. It was two days before I had to leave.

I'm leaving tonight. Thank you for everything.

I rushed out the door, knowing I won't make it but that didn't stop me from trying anyways. When I got to the house where Taehyung was staying out, I saw that the lights were off and that Taehyung's warm presence couldn't be felt.

I fell down to the ground, letting the tears rolled down my face as I realised that Taehyung wasn't hearing any of it. Did he felt so betrayed that he couldn't be around me or listen to me? Why does it hurt me so much, knowing that he doesn't believe me or trust him?