Alright, I already made a Part 2 of the Photographer!Taehyung AU! I thought I was killing you guys with the cliff hanger, so this one came a bit early. Enjoy! Tell me what you think. And if you like this AU, Make sure to give me ideas for Part 3!
You remembered now, the events of that day, when the fun and laughter ended-
“Kim Taehyung! Get your ass over here! Your sister is worried sick wonderingwhere you are!”
“I-i..’” he mumbled.
“Are you fucking kidding me? It’s our wedding, & you run off to play soccer with some kids? Grab your camera, We are going.”
“But they’re my friends.. and I-I don’t wanna take pictures.”
“The fuck did you just say?”
He turned back to us, his shoulders low. “I guess.. bye you guys..”
You remembered playing soccer with him. He smiled and giggled so much. He was truly happy. Then his drunk, wine-guzzling- I guess brother-in-law- drug him back to the party. I remember running to hug him, but he avoided it, & scurried quickly behind the tall sloppy man.
When approaching the party, you see them both plaster their own quick, fake smiles.
The same smiles Tae said weren’t pretty.
This boy only deserved to see pretty things. Beautiful things.
“If I could just see her, one more time.”
He continued. “I’m probably babbling again! But anyway. My name is Taehyung.”
He stuck out his hand for a handshake.
“And who might you be?”
You reached down shakily.
“My name is-”
“HEYYYYY, GUESS WHO BROUGHT THE GOOGLE BITCH WE POPPIN.”
“Hey Kookie, what happened? Did she realize how much a jerk you were and dash?”
“Shuttup, she canceled. So now I’m here to help you study..”
His gaze went to Taehyung.
“.. orrr maybe you already found help.”
Jungkook winked. “Who’s this?”
“This is Taehyung.” You said gesturing to the waving, smiley boy beside you on the bench.
“Nice to meet you.” Taehyung said.
“Likewise.” Jungkook said.
“So are we even gonna study or are you gonna feed me because I’m starving!” Jungkook groaned.
“I guess I’ll give up studying for today. ”
You sighed. You looked to Taehyung.
“Sooo, is that offer still available for a study buddy?” You asked.
Taehyung smiled. “Yes, here I’ll put my number in your phone.”
You handed him your phone, & he typed his number in real quick.
You examined the contact name.
“.. Tae.” You read aloud.
“Yeah, you can call me Tae. Unless you like Taehyung. Either is fine. ”
You typed a quick “Hey Taeee~ 😋” and sent it to him.
He looked down at his phone and smiled.
“Thats certainly one way to give me your phone number.”
“Tae.” You repeated. You liked the sound of it, almost as cute as it was 12 years ago.
As you said his nickname his face got red.
“.. When you say it, it gives me the same butterflies the person who gave me it to me did.” Tae said.
“No ever took the thought or time- or let alone even cared enough to ever give me a little nickname.”
He tried to shake off his statement with a giggle. “But haha, anyways-”
.. You remembered when you called him Tae as a little girl. It’s such a simple nickname, I mean its was just the first syllable in his name, yet he harbored a strong feeling to it.
You couldn’t had been the one to call him that first, you pushed that out of your mind.
“Will you hurry your ass up? I’m feeling a burger right now.” Jungkook yelled.
“Keep being an asshole you won’t get anything.” You groaned.
You got up from the bench, brushed off your shirt and held out your hand to Taehyung.
He watched you with wide eyes.
“It was nice to meet you Tae.”
Even though, you met him before. A long time ago..
His face glowed red. You were so pretty to him. Everything you did reminded him of her.
“You too.. sorry I didn’t quite get your name.”
You looked down at his hand with the picture in it. You laid your hand over his, over the picture.
“M-my name is Y/N.”
Tae’s mouth left agape.
“C'mon Y/N!” Jungkook groaned and grabbed your wrist, pulling you out of the park.
“Can I get a cheeseburger, maybe a side of y-o-u ?” Jungkook said to the waitress, he was looking her up and down.
You hit his arm from across the table.
“I can’t take you anywhere without you acting like a fucking idiot.”
What a fuckboy. Hope he knows you’re not paying for his food.
You began to think about Taehyung. You wondered what he thought about after you told him who you were. You felt so bad for leaving him there, stranded.
Wait- Why should you? You met him once very briefly when you were a child.
The meeting again after 12 years shouldn’t have affected him that much. You barely knew him..
Why did it feel so important to you? Why did you feel so bad for leaving him at the park?
It’s Jungkook’s fault anyway.
You shot a look at Jungkook and he winked at you, you hit him in the chest which made him gasp.
“Damn, Y/N! I need Jimin to hurry up before you kill me.”
You sat back and looked at Jungkook.
“Yes, he just got off.”
You looked at your clock. Wow, it was kinda late.
After a few minutes, you chat with Jungkook, hearing him talk about girls and you having to hit him a couple more times. Drinks kept getting refilled and you heard the door cling open.
“Yo, Jiminie!” You yelled waving Jimin over to your booth.
“Ah, Y/N! Jungkook didn’t give you too much trouble did he?”
You flicked Jungkook’s forehead.
“I can always handle this brat.”
You and Jimin sat down. Jimin was very calm and collected. He was definitely the friend you could count on for level headed advice.
You contemplated asking Jimin for help, but you guys were having so much fun just having dinner together. It had been so long since you three were all together like this. The closest you’ve all been is missing each other in the group chat throughout the days.
You pushed the events of today to the back of your mind, you weren’t ready for serious Jimin right now.
Atleast that’s what you thought, until your phone buzzed.
(Switching to Taehyung POV)
It was her. Somehow I knew. Her smile is still so bright. She still laughs a lot. She is still so funny and enjoyable.
She knew. She remembered.
God, I said the most embarrassing stuff.
And it was her.
She probably thinks I’m crazy.
My first friend. The first person to care.
Even if was for an hour or two.
She was there at that very moment I needed someone.
Her face still glowed like the light the sun emits when sinking down the horizon, turning into night.
Beauty at its most defined.
I lingered down the streets, and rested my head on the brick of an old building.
“She can’t fade now. She can’t now. Not if I can help it.”
I pulled out the old crinkled Polaroid.
I examined the picture, then rubbed my fingers over the place she laid her delicate, caring hand upon mine, over this picture. To secure the memory; To let me know she remembered.
“12 years damnit.”
In the other hand, I pulled out my cellphone, and opened the chat at the top of my messages.
“Hey Taeee~ 😋”
She so cute. I have to reach out to her.
Don’t let these dark edges consume her Taehyung.
(Back to Y/N’s POV)
Your phone buzzed, vibrating the whole table.
“Jesus that scared me.” Jungkook said holding his hand to his heart.
“Since when do you get texts?”
“Shut up.” You snapped and pulled out your phone.
It was Tae.
The text read:
“Let me see you again. I think we should catch up? Study date still on?”
“Maybe. What do you have in mind?”
You sat your phone back on the table.
Only a second later it buzzed again.
“Awee C'mon, give me a chance. Let’s meet tomorrow at the station.”
“Okay, sure. Sounds great.”
You sat your phone back on the table, only to be texted not a second later.
“Alright! See you then! 😁”
“Someone sure is popular tonight.” Jungkook said raising an eyebrow.
“I’ll kill you.” You threatened.
“I bet it’s the Tae Boy.”
He said tauntingly.
Jimin’s gaze flung to your eyes.
“Yeah.. he’s an old friend.”
Why did Jimin give you such a disgusted look?
He rolled his eyes and went back to devouring his cheese fries.
What was his problem? Jimin never acted like this.
“Okay, so, when girl’s are pregnant, is it like a little baby home inside the girls stomach?”
You looked at him questionably.
“What are you honestly. Where did that even..”
You stopped when you noticed how serious of a question he was asking you.
You sat up over the table and ruffled his hair.
“You’re cute sometimes.”
“Okay, sure. Sounds great.”
My heart skipped a beat, I just wanted to just jump up and scream.
I’ll get to see her tomorrow.
There have been so many tomorrows in which I have wished to see her again.
To see how she’s grown, how her voice sounds now, how big her heart and smile have gotten.
I found her, at last.
She was everywhere.
Her laugh and voice rang in my ears and in my heart.
You remembered your sisters words
“But, he is so mean! He makes you hurt and cry! He hits me! He makes me hate things! I don’t wanna hate people-”
“It might seem ugly now, but try and see the beauty in everything”
“We all find our own ways. Maybe start with this”
“Try and take pictures of pretty things that make you happy, Taehyung.”
Her beauty was etched into my brain. It was so noticeable.
Her beauty is the only kind I’d ever want to catch with a lens, the only reason you’d pick up a goddamned camera ever again.
Every flawless feature of hers as if it was carved by the god himself.
The product of absolute perfection and uniqueness combined.
The funniest, most clumsy, little bundle of perfection this world could ever come up with.
The thought of her made me happy.
I slumped down on the brick walls in the night and slid down. I sat on the ground and looked down at my hands and smiled. My smile couldn’t be controlled, so I just put my face in my hands.
“How did the world come up with someone like her?”
How’s this? Are you enjoying it so far? Part 3?