So this is a three chapter fic based on the BTS song I Need U.

Each chapter is centered around each line of the summary.. So one for I'm sorry, one for I love you and one for forgive me.

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"Taehyung, please just listen to me."

"Why should I do that?" Even though he's across the room I still flinch at his hard tone.

"Because we need to have this conversation. We need to make things right."

He scoffs. "And by we I can only assume that you mean you," His cold glare goes straight through me as I stand rigid in place. "You mean that you need to talk. That you need to make things right." He emphasises you each time, which makes me cringe with guilt.

My eyes begin to prick with tears which I try desperately to keep from falling. I will not let things stay like this. So I cave. I say what I need to in order to get him to listen to me.

"Yes, I need to make things right."

"And how do you expect to do that?"

I take a step forward, hating the distance between us. He takes a step back in response, causing my heart to sink into my stomach. "I need you to know how sorry I am."

"How sorry you are," He repeats slowly, tasting the words for himself.

"Yes."

He turns away, taking his time to mull over my words before his dark eyes are on me again. Dull. Lifeless. "You're sorry?"

Perhaps I'm finally getting through to him. "I'm sorry."

He chuckles deeply, humorously. "So everything's supposed to be okay now? Because you're sorry?"

"Of course not." I cry. Does he think I thought that would magically fix this? "I just need you to know, Tae."

I watch as he gets up from the couch. "Well now I know."

I stand unsure as to what he's doing as he makes his way towards his bag on the floor. He picks it up, swinging it over his shoulder and then it clicks. "Babe, what are you doing?"

He glares at me again, causing me to shrink back. "Don't call me that." His voice is low and angry.

I walk up to him, holding my hands out unsure what to do with them. "You can't leave."

"You have guts to try and tell me what I can and can't do."

I stare at him my own eyes hard. He's just making the situation worse. "Why aren't you mad at Hoseok?"

That makes him mad as I watch his whole face contort into a snarl. "You want to know why?"

I nod, afraid my voice will break.

He steps forward, his movements calculated, controlled. "One," He checks off with his fingers. "I'm not dating Hoseok."

He takes another step. "Two. I didn't go out drinking with one of your best friends."

Another step. "Three. I didn't get one of your best friends drunk."

The last step; making him stand right in front of me. "And four," He leans in closely to whisper in my ear as if to tell me a secret. "I didn't fucking cheat on you."

I flinch back at his words, taking my own step back. I look at his face; it's contorted in a way that makes the Taehyung I know look almost unrecognisable. Gone is the carefree, almost naïve man that I know.

"Taehyung…"

"Don't," He holds his hand up silencing me. "I don't want to hear what you have to say. I know everything."

"No you don't!" I yell, needing him to listen to me.

His eyes widen at my outburst but he doesn't speak again, leaving an opening for me.

"You have no idea why I did it," He sighs, as if he doesn't care about a word I say.

"If you're that hell bent on informing me then fine," He says gesturing his hand for me to continue.

I take a deep breath in an effort to calm myself. Though I know that he is also in the wrong I can't help but feel as though I've made a huge mistake and telling him what happened will only set our ending in stone.

Even so.

"Things are different between us. You haven't been around as much as you used to, have you noticed that?" It's rhetorical and he knows that, choosing to stay silent. "You were never around." I emphasis hoping that he understands.

He opens his mouth to speak again but I continue. I need him to know.

"It seems so stupid now. Y/F/N got into my head. Told me that it was obvious you were cheating on me, so I -,"

"So you cheated on me."

I blink; because of course he's right.

"I knew that Hoseok liked me, so I took advantage of that. I regret that, Tae." I feel tears well in my eyes so I swallow, praying that they don't fall.

He doesn't speak for a long time as he stares at me, his eyes showing me the conflict within him as he takes in the information. I almost step towards him, any comfort I can give him will be better than this. I take a step and his eyes go blank, no longer giving me a look into his thoughts. He laughs and I freeze.

"You thought I was cheating on you, so you decided to cheat on me first. For what? To get back at me?" His voice is like ice as his accusation cuts through me.

"I needed someone," I whisper, my head hung low. "I thought you were finished with me."

"Well you're right about one thing."

I look up at him, confusion in head as I wonder what he means. His eyes are hard as he stares at me, his mouth pressed into a firm line.

"I am finished with you."

What? "No, Tae. Please. We can make this right," I don't know what I'm saying anymore but I know I need to make him stay. "We can be great again. This is just a bump in the road."

"You fucked my best friend," He yells, causing my mouth to snap shut.

What more can I say? I've destroyed this relationship and yet I still demand that he give me another chance.

"I'm sorry," I breathe helplessly.

He begins walking towards the door again, and I can do nothing to stop him. He reaches then, hand on the door knob when he turns back to look at me, his eyes glistening with tears that he's too proud to let fall.

"I hate you."

The door slams behind him as he leaves me shaking in the apartment that we once shared. My whole world shattered.