~Minseo~

Taehyung and I sat down on one of the benches. I made sure to sit as far as I can from him – without him noticing.

For a while, we just sat there enjoying each other's company until I shivered against the cool air and Taehyung immediately stood up. I grabbed hold on his arm, pulling him back down since I knew what he was about to do.

"It's fine," I reassured him.

"Seokjin's the eldest," Taehyung said, sitting down beside me, crossing his legs before folding his arms. "He'll be fine without a blanket."

I scoffed. "You went through so much effort to get them all a pillow and blanket each. Leave it. I won't freeze to death."

"You won't because I won't let you," he muttered, turning his attention to the night view. I followed his gaze before picking up my beer and drinking from it. The night is beautiful. Any scenery is beautiful when Taehyung's around. If I was to accept these scary feelings of mine, will this be how I see the world from now on?

I had a few sips before Taehyung's eyes cut back to me. "What the—when did you get that?"

"On the way out," I mumbled against the rim of the bottle.

"You," he inhaled and then let out a soft laugh.

I smiled at the sound of his laugh before placing the bottle down beside me. "The members are the best."

"Yeah, they are."

"So, so precious."

I felt his gaze on me. I guess it's because I've been spending so much time with Taehyung and we've been feeling so much that I just know he has something on his mind... something I don't want to discuss with him.

"Why not be with me?" Taehyung asked.

I tried not to look at him but when I felt his hot gaze on me, I couldn't help myself. Turning my head to the side, I saw Taehyung's eyes pinned on me.

"Taehyung," I began, softly. We were not going to have this conversation. Again.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Taehyung turned his attention towards the black sky. "It makes you uncomfortable, doesn't it? My members keep telling me that I'm coming off too strong."

I stared at his side profile, memorising his beautiful features for a little too long because Taehyung turned his head and our eyes met.

"It's because you're a celebrity," I told him, honestly.

Taehyung arched an eyebrow.

"You're a celebrity and I'm not," I said, reaching for my beer. "That's why."

"Then why were you hurt when I left you after our first kiss?"

I almost choked on my beer. My eyes swing towards Taehyung and I saw him turned his body towards mine so that he was facing me. Great. His full attention. Just what I needed.

I wiped my mouth after seeing that I spilled a bit on me. "Well," I placed my beer down, glancing down at the bottle, "that's a story for another time."

"Tell me."

I lifted my eyes to meet his and I saw Taehyung watching me, putting all of his attention on me as he listened intently. Seeing how earnest he was, I knew I couldn't avoid this even if I wanted to.

"Fine," I sighed. "It's because I liked you back then, Taehyung. A lot. That's why it really hurt me when you walked away after that kiss and when you refused to listen to me about Jaewook. But that's changed."

Taehyung placed his hand on the bench in between us and leaned towards me. "How so?"

I hesitated. "I saw you. On stage." I glanced down at my hands, avoiding his eyes. "You and I are two different people. Seeing you on that stage made me realise just how different our worlds are and to be honest, I don't think I can handle it."

I fidget as I continued telling him the truth. The alcohol was hitting me and I just knew I'd regret telling him this in the morning.

"That's why I don't want to do this with you. It doesn't matter whether I like you or not, I just—can't. You deserve someone who can accept you both as a celebrity and as the real you. Both worlds. I'm... not willing to do that. I can't live a life like that."

When I finished, Taehyung didn't say a single word. I was almost too scared to look at him but I forced myself to look at him anyways. I felt my chest hurting when I saw that his eyes were filled with hurt. I'd hurt him by being honest and because of that, I felt tears sting my eyes as I stare at him.

"I'm—a fan too," I said in a small voice, averting my eyes from him. How can someone this perfect be with someone like me? It wasn't because I think I'm not worth it, I do know my worth but it was because Taehyung was also an idol that I deeply love and care for. I want the best for him. And I know the best isn't with me. How do I make him understand this?

Taehyung stood up and walked towards the balcony, hands on the railing. We didn't say anything to each other for a long time and the silence was deafening.

I slowly stood up and stayed where I was, not trusting myself to go near him.

"Minseo-ah."

"Y-yes?"

I heard the smile in his voice as he said, "You must really like me."

I didn't understand where this was going so I just stayed quiet. When I didn't say anything, Taehyung glanced over his shoulder at me.

"You must really like me," he repeated with a half-smile.

I shook my head, telling him that I don't understand what he's saying.

Taehyung let out a loud sigh, shaking his head as he turned his attention back to the view. "Come here."

I hesitated. Then I walked towards him, stopping when I'm a metre away.

Taehyung turned to face me, leaning against the balcony, arms crossed. "I don't think you realise what you're saying to me."

"I—hurt you," I said, slowly. "I know that much."

His face softened.

I felt tears sting my eyes. "What I said sound really bad but I promise it's not as bad as it sounds. I really do—"

Taehyung's hand shot out to grab the back of my head, pulling me towards him as his lips came down on mine. His lips moved over mine, slowly and gently for a long while. Then Taehyung pulled back a little, letting his lips linger on mine, his eyes flickered to meet mine.

"I understand," Taehyung said, his lips moving against mine as he speaks. "You're a fan, Minseo. You want the best for me, right?"

I nodded, trying to move away from him but he slid an arm around my waist, keeping me against him. I pressed my hands against his chest, feeling emotions rippling from under his skin.

"I know what's best for me, Minseo," Taehyung said, moving his head away from mine. I searched his eyes to try and understand what he's saying. "One day, I hope you'll understand it too."

I opened my mouth to ask him to explain when he pressed his lips against mine once more and just like always, I forgot everything and lost myself in his kiss. Wrapping my arms around him, I pressed myself against him, loving the feel of his body against mine.

I'm not sure know how long we stood there on that balcony but we did it in silence. Most of the time we were just standing in each other's arms and once in a while, we'd kiss. Every kiss breaks my heart a little more as I knew our time was coming to an end. Knowing how he feels, I know I was going to break his heart when we walk away... and I know that I was going to break my own heart too, knowing that it was me who ended what Taehyung is trying to fight for. Our future.