✨ BTS Fanfiction As If You Were the Main Character? π Eclipsed Souls – A BTS Love Story π Chapter 3: Shadows of the Heart ✨
The world seemed to press down heavier with every passing day. The whispers had grown louder—fueled by the observant crew, speculative media outlets, and the ever-watchful gaze of fans. The connection you shared with Taehyung, once a source of comfort and inspiration, now felt like a delicate thread stretched to its limits.
You hadn’t spoken about the tension since your conversation after the late-night shoot. Instead, you both tried to carry on as if nothing had changed, but the strain was becoming impossible to ignore.
π€ A Glimpse of Doubt
The day’s filming was grueling. The documentary team had arranged an elaborate sequence that required multiple takes, each more exhausting than the last. By the time the crew called it a wrap, you were drained, your shoulders aching from carrying equipment and your head buzzing from constant stress.
As you gathered your notes, you caught sight of Taehyung sitting on the edge of the stage, his gaze fixed on the ground. His usual spark seemed dimmed, replaced by a heaviness that mirrored your own.
“Hey,” you said softly, approaching him. “You okay?”
He glanced up, offering a faint smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Just tired.”
You hesitated before sitting beside him. “It’s more than that, isn’t it?”
For a moment, he didn’t respond. Then he let out a long breath. “It feels like no matter what I do, I can’t escape it. The cameras, the questions, the expectations... It’s like they’re always waiting for me to slip up.”
Your chest tightened at his words. “You haven’t slipped up,” you said firmly. “You’re doing everything right, Taehyung.”
“But what about us?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “Are we doing the right thing?”
π Secrets in the Dark
That night, you couldn’t sleep. Taehyung’s question lingered in your mind, weaving its way into your thoughts until it was impossible to ignore. Were you doing the right thing?
Your phone buzzed, breaking the silence of your apartment. It was a message from Taehyung:
“Can we talk?”
Fifteen minutes later, you found yourself in the dimly lit practice room where he often sought refuge. He was pacing when you arrived, his hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie.
“You’ve been thinking about it too,” he said, stopping when he saw you.
You nodded, unsure of what to say.
“I hate this,” he admitted, his voice raw. “I hate that being with you feels like something we have to hide. I hate that every moment we get is overshadowed by what people might think.”
His vulnerability cut through you like a blade. “I hate it too,” you said softly. “But we knew this wouldn’t be easy, Taehyung. And we chose this because it’s worth it.”
He stepped closer, his eyes searching yours. “It is worth it. But what happens when it gets harder? When the whispers turn into headlines, when the people around us start asking questions we can’t answer?”
You reached out, your fingers brushing against his. “Then we keep reminding each other why we’re doing this. We hold on.”
For a moment, he said nothing. Then he pulled you into his arms, holding you as if you were the only thing keeping him grounded.
πΆ The Breaking Point
But holding on proved more difficult than you imagined. A week later, an anonymous tip to a tabloid sparked a flurry of rumors, complete with grainy photos of you and Taehyung leaving the studio together late at night.
The article wasn’t overt, but it didn’t need to be. The implications were clear, and the internet wasted no time dissecting every detail.
BigHit’s management moved quickly to contain the situation, issuing a statement dismissing the claims as baseless speculation. But the damage was done. Social media buzzed with theories, hashtags, and heated debates.
“Do you see this?” Jiyeon asked, her tone sharp as she handed you her phone, the article glaring back at you.
“I didn’t know they had those pictures,” you said weakly, your stomach churning.
“This is exactly what I warned you about,” Jiyeon said. “You need to be more careful—for your sake and for his.”
You nodded, guilt and frustration battling within you.
π A Hard Conversation
When you saw Taehyung that evening, he looked more exhausted than you’d ever seen him. The sparkle in his eyes was dimmed, replaced by a guarded weariness.
“We need to talk,” he said, his voice heavy.
You followed him to a quiet corner of the studio, your heart pounding.
“This is getting out of control,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Management’s on edge, the fans are angry, and you’re stuck in the middle of it all.”
“I don’t care what they say about me,” you said firmly. “What matters is you.”
“And what if it starts hurting the group?” he asked, his voice breaking. “What if it’s not just us who pays the price?”
You stared at him, the weight of his words sinking in.
“Are you saying we should stop?” you asked, your voice trembling.
He hesitated, his expression torn. “I’m saying I don’t know if I can keep asking you to carry this with me. It’s not fair to you.”
“It’s not about what’s fair,” you said, tears welling in your eyes. “It’s about what we want. And I want this—I want us.”
His gaze softened, but the doubt in his eyes remained.
πΆ A Glimmer of Hope
The next few days were some of the hardest you’d ever faced. Taehyung threw himself into his work, and you did the same, the distance between you growing with each passing moment.
But one evening, as you packed up your things after a long day, you found a note tucked into your bag.
“Meet me on the rooftop. – T”
When you arrived, Taehyung was waiting, his guitar resting on his lap. The city lights sparkled behind him, casting a soft glow over his features.
“I wrote something,” he said, his voice quiet.
He began to play, the melody gentle and haunting. The lyrics spoke of shadows and light, of holding on to love even when the world tried to tear it apart.
As the final note faded, he looked at you, his eyes filled with determination.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he said. “No matter what happens, no matter how hard it gets—I want to fight for us.”
Tears streamed down your face as you nodded. “Then we fight. Together.”
π To Be Continued...
π Next Chapter: The Edge of Tomorrow
As the rumors intensify and the world watches your every move, you and Taehyung must decide how far you’re willing to go to protect your love. Can you withstand the pressure, or will the weight of expectations force you apart?
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