Kim Taehyung pov
I really didn't mean to hurt Jin I just, I guess I only dated him because his family was rich and I would do anything to help my family, almost everything. I refuse to entertain the thought to sell my body so I decided that finding a rich partner could be the least I could do. True enough, he did lavish me with gifts yet, it got so tiresome to constantly act. He was cute but annoying. Definitely not my type. However, he was kind and was the type of person I wouldn't mind being friends with but nothing more. I don't know why I stayed in that relationship. Maybe it was because, while he wasn't the best for me, he was caring and always listened to my problems. Each time, I felt bad and I knew he deserved someone better than a scum actor. It hurt me so much that I was probably keeping him away from his true soulmate and being that tiny roadblock that he just couldn't cross. I continued with this peacefully till I met him. It was during university, the sports club had a new member. He was so handsome it felt like I had been blinded by a light. However, he was so arrogant and snooty. I couldn't stand him. It was strange to see him with a new guy every week so I knew he was definitely a playboy. Ew. And I really hate those because I see them in me and it feels terrible. Then, just my luck, I had to be in the same dorm with him. He was insufferable, going out to the club almost every Saturday. Now, I realise it may have been to meet his brother. Gawd, I even thought he was a male escort for a while. Then one day, I just felt so broken because my grandmother had just died. Even though Jin comforted me, it was nothing like Kookie strangely. He just gave a hug and we stayed in that position for a minute or so. Yet, it felt special. I remember him walking him, sweaty then noticing my crying face. He immediately gave me the hug as the words of grief came out choked. From that day onwards, it felt as if an invisible glass had been broken between us. It felt as if I kept falling and falling. I was still dating Jin then so I just kept the mixed emotions simmer in me. I disliked Kookie being such a rude ass, but he seemed like a genuinely good person. You know that feeling when you can't describe why a person is somehow so special to you? It felt like that. Overtime, Kookie became nicer to me and I started to feel some resentment towards Jin. It was never his fault though. I was so dumb. He's innocent, I'm the true villain here. I hurt him so badly. I regretted every second. Even though I'm now with Kookie, I can't drown the guilt. I need to make amends soon. However, I'm a coward.
I feel kookie wrap his arm around my waist and tries to get a kiss, but I really can't, all those repressed negative emotions start to rise. I feel suffocated suddenly. Kookie is really too good for me. I don't deserve him.
"Hi, you're looking beautiful…" I smirk as I watch Namjoon leans towards a certain guy. He's quite pretty. He's wearing a black short-sleeve shirt as well as long sparkly pants and a black choker. He has purplish-pink hair, cool. But my Kookie is better though. He smiles at Namjoon and takes the seat one chair down from me. They start complimenting each others' hair. I'm about to laugh until I see the light hit his face and, I freeze. Ji- Jin?
"Oh Jin, this is my brother Kookie!" Namjoon says and Jin turns his head to my direction. I freak out and leap out of my chair and head to the toilet.
"KIM TAEHYUNG WHERE YOU RUNNING TO?" Kookie yells.
Dammit.
I'm so screwed. I turn my head slowly sheepishly and the colour of Jin's face drains out and his smile immediately drops.
"Hi?"
