"And I know that it's wrong. That I can't move on. But there's something about you."

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Yoongi silently sat at his table at the front of the hall, just next to the dance floor where people mingled and danced.

He sighed out, his friends enjoy themselves, dancing, singing and eating as he drank his wine.

He watched as they mingled with each other and talking to different girls before asking them to dance.

The music was upbeat but had a beautiful melody to it, the lyrics shaking his heart.

He knew that this was your playlist.

He knew that these were your songs that you listened to with him under the stars on days where the world felt like it was against them.

He glanced up, frowning softly as you sat by your husband's side, like some trophy he won as he talked and bragged to his friends.

Did you even love your husband?

He watched as the supposed most important day of your life was filled with only fake smiles and sadness.

You were unhappy and it broke Yoongi's heart.

He wanted to be the one to sit next to you.

He wanted to be the one to put a smile on your face as you enjoyed your wedding day.

Yoongi watched as your husband stood up, his hand out for you to grab. 

You didn't look at him as you grabbed his hand and let him drag you to the middle of the dancefloor.

People whispered and gossiped at how you two looked great together.

But Yoongi knew how miserable you looked as you held your husband's shoulder at arm's length while you both danced.