~ And The Memories Bring Back You ~

* TAEHYUNG'S POV *

"Drink, Tae?", Jimin asked as I leaned against the guardrail, the cool balcony air making my hair fall backwards. 

"I'd love one.", I said with a lazy smirk. 

"Here you go.", Jimin said as he handed me a flute of champagne. 

I raised a brow at him. 

"Is Jiminie too much regal to drink cheap beers nowadays?", I asked sarcastically. 

"Fuck off, Tae.", Jimin grumbled as he brought back two Yeunlings. 

I smirked at him as I took the beer and raised the bottle to my lips. 

The cold hard liquid created a burning sensation in my throat, which was more than welcome at this point. 

"Tae. I'm worried about you. You never drink unless you're worried about stuff.", Jimin said as he took a swig. 

"People change, Jimin-ah. I've changed too.", I said vaguely as stared out into the horizon, the bright lights of New York a perfect distraction.

Neon sign boards, headlights of cars, people and the usual urban air enveloped the city and made it glamorous.

"Tae. What is it? What are you not telling me?", Jimin asked with a slight frown taking over his features.

"I fell in love, I guess.", I said with a smile.

Jimin's eyes widened in shock.

"But that's amazing news! You should be celebrating! Not drinking hard liquor, Tae.", Jimin said as he patted my back, with a proud smile.

"It didn't work out, Jimin. She cheated on me with someone from work.", I said with a sigh. 

"That's awful!", Jimin whined like a child. 

I rolled my eyes. 

"You're annoying.", I said grumpily. 

"And you're an idiot.", he shot back. 

"Last time I checked, you were the pabo. Jiminie Pabo!", I teased. 

"Shut up, stupid.", he said as he pouted. 

I laughed slightly, without any care. 

10 years...

That's how long it took...

To let out a genuine laugh...

"Thank you.", I mumbled, probably inaudible. 

"So, who was she? Your ex, I mean. I need to go and knock some sense into her head.", Jimin joked. 

"My boss's daughter.", I said with an edge to my voice. 

Violet was now just a painful memory. 

My love was wasted...

But...

It was bliss...

"So...does your boss know about this?", he asked with a slight grimace. 

I balled my hands into fists as I nodded. 

I knew that if I uttered even a single word now, I might end up blowing off my head at Jimin. 

"Fuck.", Jimin hissed. 

"Jimin...I need a job. He fired me after he found out.", I said, my vision turning a bit blurred. 

"Tae...", Jimin trailed off, not knowing what to do, obviously. 

He put a hand around my shoulder and patted my back as he smiled sadly at me. 

We both knew how much this job mattered to me. 

It was my life...

"Let's go inside. You'll get cold.", Jimin said as he led me inside and made me sit on the couch. 

"Can I crash on this couch?", I asked with a lazy smile, the alcohol starting to numb my insides. 

"Are you serious!? There's no way I'd let you crash on a couch when there are approximately 10 rooms in this apartment. You can take the one opposite to Y/N's. She'll have a nice surprise in the morning.", Jimin said with a smirk. 

"Sounds good.", I said, mirroring his expression. 

Anything to annoy Y/N...

I wonder how she'd react...

- TIME SKIP TO NEXT MORNING - 

Pain. 

That's all I felt when the first beam of sunshine hit my face. 

Who the fuck had pulled the blinds!? 

"Who even...", I trailed off as I rubbed my eyes and stared at the drab grey ceiling. 

"Fuck.", I hissed as a sharp pain shot up my head as I tried to get up. 

I need aspirins. 

Maybe the entire strip would rather do me good. 

I slipped my feet into the furry slippers and made my way into the kitchen. 

I rubbed my bed hair and made my hair even more scraggy. 

"G-Good morning, T-Taehyung.", a squeaky female voice said. 

"Ah...good morning, Y/N.", I said in a raspy and deep voice. 

I started opening a couple of lower cabinet doors, hoping to find the medicine chest. 

"What are you searching for, Taehyung?", Y/N asked as she tilted her head. 

"Aspirins. Do you have some?", I asked as I grimaced slightly as pain shot through my head once again. 

"Yeah. I'll just get them for ya.", she said as she reached out for the upper right shelf of the kitchen. 

I leaned against the counter and watched her standing on her tiptoes, in an imitation of a ballerina, albeit wearing nothing but an oversized tee, which she must've pinched from Jimin's closet. 

"Need some help?", I called out to her. 

"Nope! I've got this!", she said stubbornly as her finger tips almost brushed the handle but not enough to latch onto it. 

"Sure.", I said in a mocking tone and walked over to her. 

"Lemme just help, Y/N.", I whispered in her ear and holding on to her waist, hoisted her up in the air. 

"H-Hey! P-Put m-me d-down!", she stuttered badly as she began kicking her legs, which came an collided with my shin. 

"Ouch!", I yelped, tears pooling beneath my eyes due to the impact. 

"Sorry!", she squeaked as her ears turned red. 

"Just take the damn medicine chest out already! You're heavy, pabo!", I said in an obnoxiously loud tone. 

"Fine!", she huffed, clearly annoyed as she brought out a pristine and pearly white medicine chest which looked more like a vanity box. 

"Are you sure this is a medicine chest?", I asked jokingly as I put her down. 

"Do you want this or not, Kim Taehyung?", she asked as she shot daggers through her eyes. 

"Uh...on second thoughts, it's beautiful!", I said with a sweat drop face, accompanied with a nervous laugh. 

Girls are scary...

"Then, come get it!", she said with an evil smile, before she sprinted off.

"Fuck!", I yelled dashing after her.

She's back at her old games...

But Y/N...

I'm not longer...

Your slow poke TaeTae...

Soon, I caught up to her. 

Using the couch as a shield, she tried to elude me. 

But thanks to my ice skating reflexes, it wasn't going to be a piece of cake. 

You've met your match, Park Y/N. 

"You've become fast, Taehyung.", she said, a little breathlessly. 

I smirked and said,"Then, why not give up already?"

"And let you win!? Over my dead bo-. Hey Jimin! Good morning!", she suddenly squealed. 

Oh...

He must've become an early riser...

Back then...

Even if the entire world suffered from an earthquake, a tsunami and a volcanic eruption, the damn guy would still be sleeping through all the pandemonium. 

I turned to wish him. 

But...

If I had realized then...

"Gotcha!", Y/N yelled as she zoomed past me, in the direction of the rooms. 

"You little...", I hissed as I ran after her. 

"You're a loser, Kim!", she yelled as she ran, her voice having a lilting tone, enthralling and exquisite.

Her long auburn hair, hung loose from her shoulders as if floating behind her. 

Across her visage, had been formed the most innocent and carefree smile, lighting up the entire path she ran through. 

She looked breathtaking and surreal, in short.

"Don't get so cocky yet, Park. This time, I'll win.", I said as I ran after her, the competitive spirit spouting even bigger and more voluptuous flames by the second. 

Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I was, now, gaining leverage. 

She must've realized it too, as she turned her head frantically in search of a room to enter and lock the doors. 

I can read you better now, Park Y/N...

And as expected, she made her move by entering her bedroom. 

But before she could slam the door on my face, I stuck my foot in between and pushed it open with a loud bang. 

She gulped slightly, searching for escape routes. 

I smirked, never taking my eyes off her, my prey, as I shut the door and locked it behind me. 

"T-Taehyung! L-Let's just settle this down, calmly, hmm?", she tried to negotiate with me. 

"Oh, Y/N. We're past that stage now. It's war time.", I said darkly as I edged closer to her. 

She clutched the box close to her chest as her heels hit the back of her bed. 

Y/N...

Where will you run now...

I closed in on her, making each step resound throughout the room. 

At last, the only thing separating us was the box in between. 

"Taehyung...", she whispered, eyes dark and hooded. 

"Y/N...the box...", I said as I extracted it from her hand. 

"You've won then.", she said, dejected. 

"I always win, Y/N.", I said as I stepped out. 

And when it's against you...

I always will...

A/n : I love Tae's character periodt.

- Logging off for now...

-💕Moonie💕