The Only Exception (BTS Suga x reader)

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There he was. Laying on the bed with the girl he brought over. I gaged. This has been the second time he brought over a girl.
He says they're just friends. Friends.
Ha, Friends don't do any sexual things to friends the last time I checked!
Seriously. I thought we were together? I've been very confused from the start. He flirted with girls in front of me. Luring them into their demise. A horrible demise.

I still don't get it. Was I just that stupid to fall for him? God, why did I even fall into his trap in the first place. I should just end it. Leave him and his little hoe. Why not? I have nothing to lose.

I sighed. I leaned my head back on the wall. Everything just seemed out of place. He wasn't what he seemed. Those charms I fell for. He manipulated me.

I hit my fists on the wall. Some dust particles flew down. Slightly coating me. I dusted myself off and headed to the living room. How long is this going to last if I don't put a stop to it?

I crossed my legs, turning the tv on. From the corner of my eye. I saw the girl open the front door. "Is he done with you already?" I asked, turning my head towards her.
She shrugged. "More like I'm done with him. You should be too." She clenched her purse. Swiftly she left the house. 

I tapped my fingers on the leather couch. I should be. "Hey, (Y/n)~." His voice filled the silent room. I gazed at him. Acknowledging him. "What?"
"Looks like I'm all yours tonight." He said in a flirty tone. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. But I'm busy."

"Awe. Come on, I'm sure you can spend some time with your boyfriend." He made his way over to me. Slithering like a snake. Spooky.
He sat beside me, putting his arm around my shoulder. Pulling me closer to him. My body touching his. I was disgusted.

I tried moving away and getting up. But he's grip on my shoulder tighten every time I tried to leave. I was trapped.
I many times have I said that I was trapped? Probably three. It's the truth, though.

"Nathan. You're hurting me." I mumbled. "It's because I love you." He whispered in my ear. Nathan snaked his arm to my waist. He started kissing my neck. I felt dirty already. I didn't want him to touch me. I've made my mind up. I'm leaving him. For good.

I jerked back, "Nathan. No. This isn't right. You're bring girls over and doing things to them. I thought I was your 'only one'."
"They're just friends babe. I promise you they are. And you are my only one. I hope you will forever be my only one."

His words were coated with lies. They aren't friends. I'm not his only one. "I'm sorry Nathan but...I believe that you should treat me better. I already gave you a second chance. I'm done with this toxic relationship." I got up from the couch.

"What? Excuse you, I never said you could just leave from this relationship at any given time." Nathan grabbed my arm. He pulled me onto his lap. Wrapping his arms around me.

I squirmed, trying to at least breath. "Nathan. Let me go!"
"No." He simply said. I softly growled. "Let me go. I don't want to be with you anymore."

"But I still want to be with you. You mean the whole world to me."
I kept struggling to break lose from his grip. "I'm pretty sure you tell that to all the girls you bring over." I started to pinch and stretch him. It wasn't much but it did something.

"Stop hurting me." He grabbed my hands with his free hand. "Exactly. Stop hurting me." I repeated his words. Turning them against him. It felt good.

"I never hurt you."
"Nathan. Yes you did. You hurt me emotionally. And somewhat mentally. All I wanted was you're love from the beginning. But I never got it." I could feel tears running down my cheeks now. I guess he did open a deep wound.

He stayed silent. Nathan slowly began to let me go. "Right. You should go find someone better then me." He admitted. "But ya know. It's hard these days trying to find someone that will truly love you. Good luck. Bitch." Nathan had a smirk plastered to his face.

"It's better than being with you." I flipped him off and went on my way. Leaving the hell hole once and for all.

It felt nice ending this one-sided love story. I could've gotten so much better from someone else. Instead I chose the 'bad boy'.
I turned the corner and kept walking. Forgetting him. I wiped my eyes and the stray tears that I had. I took a deep breath. I'm done with him. Finito. Finished.

Since all the relationships I'm in turn out to be toxic. I should just focus on my studies then. Maybe love isn't for me. Personally I think it isn't.

I stepped in the apartment building. I waddled over to the elevator. Clicking the button quickly.
I leaned on the elevator wall. What if I get stuck here? I randomly thought.
Stop thinking bad things. You're going to jinx yourself.

I watched the numbers count up. 1,2,3, and 4.
I left the elevator and headed to my apartment. Two doors away from my apartment, there was boxes. Everywhere.
Is someone moving out or moving in?

I didn't pay much attention. Instead I unlocked my door and went straight to my bedroom.
I laid down on my soft and very comfortable bed. I shoved my face in one of my pillows and slowly fell asleep.
Finally, I can rest peacefully.

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A woke up to the voices outside. I rolled to the edge of my bed. Opening the window. There was a moving van and three people. The two closests to the moving van were the people who drove it. The other person; closer to the apartment building must be the person that's moving in.

"I'm very sorry that we left a box back at the airport." The woman chuckled nervously. "...No, no. It's...fine." The man answered.

I wonder who he is?

I closed the window. That's enough being nosy today. I moved the curtains back.
Time to get ready for high school. Just in case your wandering. I am a junior.