I Still Want You [Taekook] - Chapter 12: Chapter 12

Seoul - October 2016
No One's P.O.V
After the fight between Jungkook and Yoongi, Bang PD-nim get really furious. The boss flew off the handle when Namjoon told him what happens in the dorm. He berated them all for being childish and not professional. He said that he shouldn't let them dating in the first place. Because of this fight, BTS need to cancel some of their schedules. It would be a chaos if the fans see the bruised and battered face of Jungkook and Yoongi. Some of the schedules still can be handled by the four members, but they need to cancel the rest. As a result, BigHit must pay a not so small amount of fine. And it makes Bang Si Hyuk was foaming at the mouth.
Jin, just like usual being a mother of the group, cleans their wound and scold them lovingly. He said it would be the best for all of them to just forget Taehyung. They have been together for years. Living together, struggling together, experiencing up and down together. They're not just merely friends but family. They can't let love be the destroyer of their brotherhood. It's sad, Taehyung has become a part of them, but this is the best for now. The dice has been rolled out, it already happens, so there's no point in regretting it. With a heavy heart, they agreed to move on and start a new life, as the better BTS.
On the other hand, Namjoon as the leader, choose to give Jungkook and Yoongi a punishment so they can reflect on their mistake. He locked them in Yoongi's room. "This is a bag of bread, snack, and mineral water. This is some medicine. I left it here, and I'm going to lock you two here in an unspecified time. I don't care if both of you decide to kill each other. Just up to you" He said angrily. He really frustrated about this. Even though Jin disagrees with his plan, but he got full support from Hoseok and Jimin. They felt that this plan could fix Yoongi and Jungkook's relationship, or at least make it a little bit better.
It's been a week when finally Namjoon open the door. The wound on their face not yet completely disappearing but at least it can be covered with makeup. And their plan seems to work out. During the 'punishment time', which is a long time, both Yoongi and Jungkook decide to have a heart to heart talk. They forgive each other. And they come back as they used to.
"Where are we going?" Yoongi asked confusedly when Hoseok push him inside the van.
"go to work. do you think we would get paid for doing nothing?" Yoongi just snickered at Hoseok answer.
"At least tell us which schedule is this," said Jungkook who already seat beside Namjoon.
"Remember the song which we practised before your fight?"
"Ah for the drama's Soundtrack?" Jungkook and Yoongi answered at the same time, make the other members laugh. There is relief in there.
"Yup. Today we will record that song in KBS office."
After 20 minutes, they arrived at the building. There are so many fans waiting for them. This is funny how two members of the group even don't know about today's schedule, but their fans are already lined up here. Sejin, their manager, escort them inside. They walked excitedly to the 3rd floor where the recording studio is located. Hoseok can't stop grinning while flapping his arm back and forth. He is indeed a sunshine. When they enter the room, there is someone in the recording booth. Someone who makes a certain brown-haired man feels a sting in his heart.
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Taehyung's P.O.V
I finally accept Bogum Hyung's offer. I thought there is no harm in doing this. Actually, it can be an opportunity for me to measure my composing ability. And Hyung is right. When you're heartbroken it easier to write a lyrics. I poured all my longing for him, I wrote down all the feeling which I whispered to the wind.
Two days ago I sent the demo song to the director and producer, unexpectedly they like it. So here I am, ready to record my first song.
"Fighting Tae. You can do it" Bogum Hyung pat my back. I give him my boxy smile. I enter the recording booth, ready to sing. Then suddenly the room's door open. There stood a man who I really miss with all of my heart. A man whose name always mentioned in my every prayer. His smile fade away when our eyes met.
For this past month, I always wonder 'what if I meet him?'. What kind of feeling I'll have? Will I break down? will I cry for the unspeakable pain? can I resist the urge to embrace him? can I hold back the tears? Thousands of questions reign in my mind every time I imagine meeting him.
When I finally had the chance to meet him, what I really feel is something I never think it will be. I feel glad. I'm glad he is okay, safe and sound. He is not losing any weight. He is happier in his life now and seeing him happy is enough for me.
"Are you ready?" the producer asks me, makes me finally take my eyes off that man. I nodded, the music starts playing. I never dare to dream of singing this song in front of him. And now I'm going to sing this song.
I was happy, the times that I spent with you, even though it must have been hard for you.
It's not like I didn't know how you felt in your heart, I felt it too.
Letting you go, just letting you go, I'm still not quite used to it.
Because this was the only thing you could do, I am hurt by you.
Why didn't you tell me? Or is that you couldn't tell me? Didn't you think of me at least a little?
If you liked me, If you loved me. Why did you say all those things if you were going end it like this?
Do I have to hate you or am I supposed to blame myself?
If only I can turn back in time
The only thing I want is to go back to us in the past.
I won't question your choice anymore.
If you want to leave me, leave without looking back.
I won't shed any tears because that'll just make my heart weaker
I can faintly see you going farther away, I think tears are forming.
I think I will long for you so much, but I have to hold it in so I can forget you.
I never want to do anything like love ever again
So that my last love belongs to you who turned away from me.
I hope you are happy and that you meet a better person than me.
The moment I finish the song, I just realized that tears raced down my cheeks. I wipe my cheek every few seconds, I swiped at my eyes but the tears came anyway. How can I'm crying uncontrollably like this? I looked at him for the last time, then ran away from the recording room. I can't. If I were here any longer, I wouldn't be able to hold my urge to hug him and buried my face in his chest. I'm such a pathetic person, no wonder he left me.