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better off | kth

pairing: taehyung x reader - exes!au, idol!au

summary: It’s been months since you two broke up and after one too many drinks, taehyung finds himself pouring his heart out to you

words: 1.6k

contents & warnings: alcohol consumption, drunk & sad tae, mentions of sex that taehyung thinks about, solo rapper!namjoon, jimin throws up but it’s only mentioned, angst (sorry tae, ilysm), based off the lyrics to the song “nothing” by the script

a/n: this is my first ever fic for bts and i’m super nervous about it :))))) feedback is always welcome!

Taehyung’s face hurt from how hard he was smiling, laughing at something Seokjin was saying. His windshield wiper laugh filling the younger boy’s ears. He kept his eyes trained on the sidewalk ahead of him, making sure he didn’t lose his footing on a small rock or crack.

He really should have stopped drinking once Yoongi suggested the idea of going down to the bar that was a couple of blocks from Taehyung’s apartment. Jimin, Yoongi, and Jin had showed up with a bottle of whiskey, saying a few drinks would help him forget her for the night long enough to enjoy himself for once.

Though as Taehyung and his friends stumbled into the dimly lit bar, he realized he would never forget her. How could he forget four years with you in just nine months? If anything the alcohol coursing through his veins amplified his thoughts of you, until they were consuming his entire being.

He could still hear your sweet laugh filling his ears as the two of you laid in your shared bed with Yeontan attacking your face with his overexcited kisses. Smell your Gucci perfume that he bought for you as a birthday gift all those years ago when you first started dating. Feel your nails scratching down his back as his cock dragged through your walls, repeatedly hitting that deep spot that only he was ever able to reach.

“You’re better without her.”

Jimin’s soft, slightly slurred voice pulled Taehyung from his thoughts of you.

“What?”

“Y/n, you’re better without her.”

The pink haired boy said with a shrug, bringing the glass up to his lips and taking a sip. He blinked owlishly at his friend.

“What do you mean by that?”

Jimin turned towards him, “I mean it wasn’t healthy what the two of you had. It’s never easy being an idol and being in a relationship. She just doesn’t belong in our world, this is real life not some fairy tale.”

Taehyung’s eyebrows furrowed at his friend’s words, none of them making sense in his fuzzy brain. Yoongi hummed in approval sipping from the straw in his drink.

“It wasn’t fair for the both of you. Not fair for her to be left alone for months and you feeling guilty for having to leave her. It would have ended anyways, it just happened a lot sooner than you expected.”

Seokjin saw the way his younger friend deflated, sadness creeping into his heart. He threw an arm over Taehyung’s shoulder and pulled him in for a side hug.

“It’ll be okay, Tae. It won’t hurt forever.”

“Another round of shots!”

Yoongi yelled, already signaling for the bartender to fill up your empty glasses.

“C’mon kid, let’s just be in the moment.” The older boy handed him a shot glass filled with amber liquid, clinking it together with his own.

Soon they were downing shot after shot and Taehyung started to feel warm and fuzzy all around. A goofy smile playing on his lips as he listened to his friends sing along horribly to the song the bar stereo was blaring.

The upbeat song slowed down into an r&b one that he realized you used to play all the time. A memory of you humming to this song while you got ready for a date night with him played in his mind.

You were standing in front of the floor length mirror that sat in your shared walk in closet. Taehyung looked at the black dress you were wearing it hugged you in all the right places that he let his eyes roam over you shamelessly.

Your eyes caught him in the act through the mirror and a small smirk made its way across your face. You stopped humming and cleared your throat.

“Like what you see, Kim?”

Taehyung’s eyes widened knowing he got caught and a sheepish smile took over his features. “You look gorgeous.” You turned around and sent him a blinding smile, “Thank you, tae. You look very handsome.”

Your hands traveled around his neck to play with the ends of his hair, quietly singing along to the song that was playing from your phone somewhere in the room. His large hands sat on your waist and he pressed a kiss to your forehead, letting your voice float throughout his head.

A loud groan caught Taehyung’s attention as he looked to his left to see Jimin clutching his stomach.

“Oh, fuck me I’m going to be sick.”

Seokjin grabbed Jimin gently by the arm to help tug him out of the bar, the other two boys following them. While the small pink haired man emptied out the contents of his stomach all over the pavement, Taehyung let his mind drift back to you.

I love her. I love her so much. He kept repeating to himself in his head. I should call her and tell her.

“No you shouldn’t. That’s a terrible idea.” Yoongi scoffed at him.

Taehyung didn’t know he had spoke those words aloud due to his inebriated state. Ignoring the cat like man, he pulled out his phone to find the one contact that he found himself wanting to call every single day.

He took a deep breath and clicked the call button, the sound of ringing filling his body with excitement at the thought of hearing your voice again. He thought you wouldn’t pick up until he heard a clicking sound and,

“Hello?”

Shocked, Taehyung didn’t say anything.

“Taehyung?”

The sound of his name falling from your lips snapped him back into reality.

“Y/n, h- hi.”

“Are you okay? Is there something wrong?” Your worried voice was music to his ears making hope bloom in his chest that he might still have a chance. He shook his head though you couldn’t see it, “No, everything’s perfect, baby.”

He heard you take in a sharp breath, “Taehyung..” You said in a warning tone. “Are you drunk? Why are you callin-”

“I love you.” He cut you off. “I love you so fucking much. I think about you every second of everyday and I want you back. I want us back, all of it. You, me, tannie.” The words coming out slurred together but you still heard them loud and clear. “I love you, Y/n.”

Seconds passed by with no response from you before three beeps went off, signaling you hung on him. With furrowed brows he pulled the device from his ear, his hand hanging limp by his side.

“What did she say?” Yoongi asked.

“Nothing. She didn’t say anything… she just hung up on me.” Yoongi sent him a sad smile, “Hey, it’s getting late why don’t we get you home?”

“Home? That’s it!” Taehyung exclaimed, swaying from his outburst and almost falling on his ass.

“What’s what?”

“Y/n!” He said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. “I have to tell her in person, she’ll see how much I love her!”

“Tae, I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Jin said with an arm wrapped around Jimin’s shoulder. But his words fell on deaf ears as Taehyung started stumbling in the direction of your flat.

“Y/n… I love you! I’m coming!” He shouted out causing bystanders to send him weird looks. Seokjin’s ears turned red at the attention as the three men followed their best friend in hopes of calming him down and getting him back to his apartment.

Finally, Taehyung started to see your neighborhood come into view and he stumbled down the sidewalk, holding on to fences and railings to keep him standing upright. Just a few more steps, Tae. A few more steps and she’s yours.

As his feet made contact with the soft grass of your front yard, a smile made its way across his face. He made it, now all he has to do is knock on your door and confess how he’s still in love with you. How it’s always going to be you, no matter how far he travels away or who he meets. You are who he wants. Who his heart desires with every fiber in his body. The only person who he will love forever and ever and who has his soul, mind, and heart.

But, Taehyung never gets the chance to tell you as a sleek, black car pulls up. A tall man kills the engine before getting out and making his way to the passenger side, opening up the door. He sees you step out and he’s breathless. There you were in all your beauty, all dressed up and makeup accentuating your already perfect features.

You place your hand in the man’s and allow him to walk you up the steps to your front door. The two of you step into the light and Taehyung finally gets to see who you’re with and his heart sinks. Kim Namjoon, or RM, was how he was known in the idol world, a very successful solo rapper.

Namjoon says something to you that has you giggling and leaning closer to his chest, “I love you, Joon.” The rapper sends you a dimpled smile and leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips and responding, “I love you.”

Fortunately for Taehyung, the two of you decide to go inside and shut the door behind you before you could break his heart even more with your displays of affection. He feels a hand touch his shoulder softly, and he meets Jimin’s soft eyes. “Hey, let’s head back. It’s getting late.”

Taehyung nods, and the three men turn around heading back in the direction of his apartment. He looks back up to your door and whispers out into the air, “I’m still in love with you. I love you, Y/n.”

He never gets a response, all he hears is nothing.

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