Seokjin pov
It feels like just yesterday since I saw him. I can remember everything. From his addictive scent to his blond beautiful locks. I can remember his cute, strange nature, his beautiful boxy smile. Those days seemed like magic. Yet, I know I'll never get them back.
"I LOVE YOU!"
"I JUST DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY!"
"ALL THOSE MOMENTS WE HAD TOGETHER? "
"THEY NEVER EXISTED, YOU IDIOT!"
"THEN WHAT ABOUT THE TIME YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME?"
"MY FINGERS WERE CROSSED!"
My tears flow back down as the tears cloud my eyes. He'll never come back. He was never mine, everything I remember was a dream. A beautiful dream. I wished I could have stayed in it. I never wished to be woken up.
The darkness surrounds me. I can feel my stomach growling. The pain reels in me. His words echo like a broken recorder.
I don't even understand why I'm sad. We were never actually together. All of the memories. They were all lies, lies. I can't even remember any happy moment without his smile creep into my mind. He was like that sunshine I never knew I needed.
He lit my dimly alleys into walkways better than heaven.
I long to see him again.
I crave his touch so much.
Every laugh we shared seems to be etched in my mind.
The devil in me chants "he never loved you." It drives me insane.
"Sir, I believe you are not leaving this taxi without paying."
"Oh I'm sorry!" I reach into my wallet hastily and hand the driver a bill. I take a deep breath as I walk into the club.
It stinks of the smell of sweat, cigarettes,cologne and perfume. There are a whole bunch of random people just making out right on the spot while other drunkards sway their bodies the heavy bass beat. The floor seems to vibrate. I knock into a few leering drunk people as I make my way to the bar. The bartender gives me a stage glance as I place my order.
" Tequila."
He glances at me strangely for a second.
"Sweetie, is a fine specimen like you here all alone?" I can see him lick his bottom lip as he reaches out for the shot glass.
"At least tonight I am. " I breathe as I contemplate if I should take a cigarette to smoke. I don't often smoke but I just want to forget all morals today. I light the cigarette and slip it in. The smoke spreads around me, the smell making me feel comfortable.
I don't need to be a sweet boy tonight. I can just let this mask conceal my pain tonight.
The bartender plops the glass on my table.
I down the shot quickly, the effect of alcohol had not begun to hit me yet. I'm a heavy drinker. It's weird. It was him who introduced me to clubbing. My innocent nature sort of disappeared somewhere along the lines. I never let him touch me though somehow. Do I regret it? Definitely not. Now I'm sitting here, in this dim, ungodly place, drinking my hurt away.
I feel a few years prick my eyes. I quickly blink them away. It's seems weird to be crying sober in a club.
"Never, in my career have I seen a crying smoker. You certainly seemed damn haughty coming in." He pours me another shot and I down it again.
"Shuddup bish. " I snap I gesture to my glass and pours another shot.
"Bad breakup Huh?" The bartender leans in closer to me and I feel my body respond. Oh no, not today.
"So, what we he like?"
"How do you know it was a he?" I raise my eyebrows, feeling uneasy. Does he stalk me?
"Hun, this is a club for gays. "He rolls his eyes as he pours me another shot. I down it hastily. I'm definitely going to get drunk soon.
"So baby, who's picking you today?" He smirks and leans in closely. I study his face and features. Gosh he's handsome, those dimples!
"Whatever this idiot was called Kim Taehyung. He just played with my heart and here I am now." I state curtly, my heart feels like another knife has been stabbed through it again.
"Wow Hun, that's just pathetic and sad. I mean, who bought would dump you?" He grins as he studies me.
I feel the alcohol begin to hit me.
"I know right, who would dump WORLDWIDE HANDSOME I MEAN BISHES???!!" I yell and I feel the sensation to vomit tingle in my throat. Ew.
"Well bae, would you like a way to forget about it tonight?" The bartender leans even closer. At this point, our noses are already touching.
"Don't you have work?" I ask curiously.
"Nah, they wouldn't mind. So?" He smirks again.
"I'm not a man-whore thank you." I laugh and he rolls his eyes.
"However, I'm just gonna let myself loose for tonight, so your place?" I smirk stroking his face pulling him in for a kiss. Who cares if I'm acting like some slut. It's just today. I just need to forget Kim Taehyung.
