"I pulled all-nighters at practice rooms
Instead of school, dancing and singing
While you guys partied, I gave up sleep for my dreams
I spent all night holding a pen
Closing my eyes only after the morning sun rises"- We Are Bulletproof, Pt.2

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"Just stop. You won't die. You will stay with me. You have to stay with me until the end." you said, tightening your grip. "And plus, none of us is going to die all alone. If any of us has to die, we will die together."

Then, a sudden scraping was heard by your ear. Taehyung had kicked his stool aside, leaning his supple body on the table, being extra cautious to not get any sauce on his sleeves. He softly inclines his upper body towards yours, getting even closer.

His face was now right beside yours, cheeks almost in touch. You notice how Taehyung and your hands are still embraced together like two locked chains, unable to separate.

He airily whispers into your ears, "Why so romantic? I thought we were friends? Or are you secretly crushing on this hottie?"

You instantly feel a rush of panic rising up your body. You try to push Taehyung off but he seemed way too strong for you. He then stands up and hauls the stool back to its previous spot, taking a seat. You could notice a sly smile spread across his face while yours were faltering.

"I wasn't being romantic. And I am not crushing on you. Maybe you are the one crushing on this kitty?" you gave him a nasty stare.

Your words produced a laugh out of Taehyung's mouth, while your face was plastered with a grimace. "Kitty?! Seriously? That's the funniest thing I've ever heard."

"What?! You got any problem with that?!" you frustratedly grabbed one of the plastic forks and stabbed the prongs into the biggest tteok. You brought the food into your mouth, feeling your teeth sinking into the chewiness. 

Taehyung snatched the fork out of your hand, performing a smirk. "Well, kitten."

He pushed the fork into one of the tteoks and holds it in front of your mouth, "Let me feed you."

You give Taehyung a revolting look, pushing his hand to the side, "No."

Tae pouted. "But I am crushing on you..."

Your POV:

I honestly don't want to say anything offensive, but I have to admit one thing at this moment. 

Taehyung. Is. High.

Although he loves to jest around, it still seems pretty tremendous how he manages to say those words so confidently. I can never do that, even to my little Tae.

"Not funny, Tae. I know you admire Kyung-ah, not me." I said. 

"N-no! I don't like Kyung-ah!" he slurred around a mouthful of food.

"Yeah right... Look at you panicking." you leered, picking up a tissue and wiping the flecks of food that has been sprayed onto the table.

Shin Kyung-ah is the school's princess. I am expecting that most boys are into her; sexually or not, I genuinely don't care. And plus, you can tell the utter difference of her appearance in middle school and her current look. 

And let's be honest here. I don't like secrets. 

I underwent blepharoplasty(eyelid surgery). And I don't regret it. It actually made my life whole lot better. 

I can see the world now.

Honestly, I don't care if Kyung-ah completely reconstructed her face or not. I mean, don't all girls want to be pretty..? It's magical. It's almost breathtaking how beauty leads to love and wealth and with that comes happiness. Right..?

But the thing that really provokes me is that she won't admit it. She would always blabber about her apparent natural beauty. 

Like really?! 

Surely, no ordinary person has even half a brain to think that anyone would accept her as 'natural'. She probably visits the cosmetic clinic every leisure time.

Second Person POV:

"I don't even know who she is," Taehyung said.

"Lies," you mumbled, opening your phone and going into her SNS account. "This girl." 

(Imagine her as Kyung-ah↑)

"Oh... Nah. Don't know her," he said, giving a light shrug. "I think I was too busy focusing on you."

You don't know if he's just being himself, or possibly genuine. You are guessing that you are pretty muddled at this point. You and Taehyung have been carrying your friendships until now. It has never been more or less. He caused you to blush maybe a few times, but doesn't that happen regularly between intimates...?

"Serious...?" you raised your brows.

Taehyung then stares into your eyes; you could feel the immense intensity soaked deeply into his pupils. It was glistening, almost intriguing--as if you could roam all the way inside, to his soul, until you find yourself lost in another world, ...his world. 

"Aigoo~ Y/N is even cute when she's mad." he cupped your cheeks.

This boy is insane...

"Let's head home." you blushed, pushing his hands away. "Oh, btw, you pay."

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Your POV:

It is currently 3:30 am. 

And... I can't sleep.

And trust me, I tried.

I am not a nocturnal person. I always sleep before midnight, but today, it seems like my body isn't letting me.

I idly got myself out of the bed, towards the big window on the center of the wall. Then, I noticed a moon, at the full, which hung like a great, luminous pearl.

"Wow..." I examined the round object, astounded of how big it was, especially because it was very rare to see a full moon this clearly in South Korea. 

"The round moon... somehow... resembles Taehyung...?" you muttered, picturing Taehyung in your mind. 

His doting smile... which can lighten up any room...

His dorkiness.. haha... makes everyone laugh...

His thoughtfulness... The way he shows his affection towards others...

And of course... his unique charm... 

W-wait?!

What am I doing?

Bzzz Bzzz

A phone call? At this time?

I gingerly headed towards my desk, being cautious not to bump into anything since the room was surounded in darkness. I grabbed my phone and answered the call.

"T, taehyung? Is that you?" I said.

He didn't reply immediately, but when he did, you could feel the amount of tension in his voice.

"Y/N... I am having bad dreams again."

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A late update

Sorry...

Oh, and get ready for the worst part of the story