part 1/2

Yoosung Kim

You slapped Yoosung across the cheek as he shouted the words that felt like a stab in the chest. Never did you expect this from your innocent boyfriend who would never try to make you upset;

"Why can't you be more like Rika?! She cared about me, she didn't nag at me all the damn time!"

Furious tears bubbled up in your eyes as you looked at Yoosung's surprised face. He himself seemed to be shocked at what he just said.

"I'm not Rika! She and I aren't the same person!" You cried, clenching your fists. "Or am I... just a replacement for her? Is that the only reason that you're dating me?! There were small similarities and you thought I was her?"

Yoosung was speechless. He wasn't even sure himself why he compared you to Rika in the first place.

"(name), I'm so sorry. I don't know why I said that." He whispered as he attempted to reach out for you, but his hand was slapped away.

"I understand that it has only been a few years since she passed away, and you are still mourning. But I can't help but think that you only love me because I remind you of... Rika." You quietly whimpered, eyes looking down the floor.

The tears forming in your eyes began to cloud your vision, and you sniffed. You trembled as you heard Yoosung himself begin to cry, immediately starting to make you feel guilty.

"I didn't mean to (name)..." Yoosung tried to say, but you raised a hand to stop him.

"I'm sorry, I just need some time alone." You quickly walked out of the room, leaving a heartbroken Yoosung.

Zen

You were jealous, annoyed, saddened by Zen's behaviour earlier.

It was normal for a celebrity to treat his fans with kindness and maybe the odd flirty joke or two, but when your boyfriend starts kissing the fan girls on their cheek and becoming slightly more touchy with them - isn't it normal be a little pissed off?

"I don't like how you treated those girls today Zen. Your girlfriend was right in front of you, and you ignored me to top it all off." You bluntly said as the front door closed.

"Don't be like that babe." Zen lightly laughed.

"Be like what?" You snapped, a little harsher than you expected. "I think I'm acting perfectly acceptable. You were showering other women with affection right in front of me! You would act exactly the same way if I was the one flirting!"

He blinked a few times to make sure he was hearing you correctly. You were... angry with him? This was a first, and he didn't know how to react. He had never seen you act so angry in a long while, it didn't fail to make him speechless every time.

"You know I only love you-"

"Your actions don't say that!" You interrupted rudely, making Zen flinch.

Before he could get another word in edgewise, or you would become even angrier, you stormed past him and out of the apartment.

"(name)?" He whispered your name as the front door slammed.

He watched you go. He felt something tugging in his chest, he knew now that he felt guilty. He never knew that you felt so strongly about him.

Jaehee Kang

With your foot tapping against the wooden flooring, your anger only bubbled up even more. Jaehee had left this morning, due to an emergency call from Mr. Han.

You were annoyed at her because she didn't remember, she didn't remember that it was supposed to be your date today. Sure, you couldn't blame her, it was the silver-spooned-boss. But, this wasn't the first time it had happened either.

"I'm home (name)." Jaehee said as she let out a sigh. She was tired, but it wouldn't astray you from your mood.

As soon as she met with your narrowed eyes, her heart sank. Had she done something wrong? Then she remembered instantly.

"About our date (name)..."

"I don't want to hear it." You spat. "I can't believe this has happened again Jaehee. How many times has this happened? Three times? Or is this the fourth now?"

Jaehee remained silent. She felt truly at fault, but with each of your words, she knew she couldn't make up her big mistake by just sugar coating it. She thought it was best to allow you to get out your withheld emotions, even if it did hurt her.

"I don't want your career to interfere with your love life Jaehee!" You shouted, surprising the brunette.

She still did not say a word; but she kept listening as your voice broke with each word, just like her heart.

"I... just feel like something to pass the time!" Finally, hot tears were pouring down your cheeks as you shouted, "Do you know what that feels like?!"

Jumin Han

You threw an object across the room. You screeched as endless tears poured down your face, this was a horrible feeling. You hated feeling this, but you couldn't hold yourself back from throwing whatever your hand was holding.

A newfound anger was racing through your veins. You fell to your knees, just as Jumin opened the door to his office.

"What are you doing in here (name)?" He asked, then looking around at his destroyed office.

Papers were strewn around, the bookshelves had been pushed to the floor. Stationary had been thrown at the walls, causing numerous dents.

"What the hell happened?" Jumin demanded.

You looked up at him, your hands trembling and tears still streaming down your cheeks. His expression immediately softened as saw your vulnerable state. He reached out a hand for you.

"Don't touch me." You squeaked, pushing his hand away. "Today... is our anniversary Jumin... you didn't remember."

His eyes widened. The anniversary, today? He noticed that you were wearing the outfit of your first date. He felt ten times worse, he could not blame this on Assistant Kang, this was his fault.

It suddenly became a whole more rational to his as to why you ruined his office. He ruined a significant day, a milestone in your relationship, so you would ruin the cause of it. For once, he was sympathising with you.

"Why won't you say anything... is today really that insignificant to you?" You sniffled. "I know that our relationship isn't your first priority, but I thought you would've remembered!"

Luciel Choi

"I know that you like to be independent, and you don't like to involve me in your work. But it hurts when you shut me out, for days at once."

It was a rare occasion when Luciel wasn't working. You would usually cuddle with him or eat food, but you decided to be upfront with him about your feelings.

Luciel looked at your face. Your eyes were red and puffy, presumably from crying. Your hair was disheveled. You didn't look upbeat, you looked sad.

"When was the last time we even kissed? Hugged? Or something as little as holding hands?" You muttered, avoiding eye contact.

"That's easy!" He chimed. "It was..."

He couldn't remember. He stammered on his words. Had it really been that long since he had kissed your soft lips, felt your hands cup his face?

"That's exactly what I'm talking about." You replied, your voice becoming quieter with every word.

Before you can break down, as your bottom lip trembles, you run out of the room. You couldn't even bring yourself to look at Luciel, that would've caused you to weep.

He himself could feel him tear up. Was his own work the reason that you two were becoming distant? There were so many questions that he didn't know the answer to.

V

It was lonely. V would be away often with his photography career, leaving you alone for weeks at a time. It was upsetting and it certainly wasn't doing your relationship any favours.

When he did come home, you tried to be affectionate by caring for him as he was tired from his journey, but what he said was enough to make your chest feel tight.

"I have to go abroad again in a few days." He announced as he wrapped a hand around your shoulder.

"What..?" You whispered, sitting upright from the sofa. "You're going away? Already?"

He had just gotten home from a long trip, why was he thinking of departing from you again? Does he not know how lonely it feels.... does he even feel lonely when you're not at his side?

"Someone's interested in buying one of my pieces, and I have to go and negotiate a price." V replied, his tone starting to become sympathetic.

"Why? Why can't you just stay here with me for a while?" You quietly protested as you sniffled, blobs of tears beginning to cloud your vision.

V felt just as upset as you did, he didn't want to leave you. His own expression faltered as he saw your weak state, the look of dejection on your face.

You pulled yourself off the sofa, and left the room. You then locked yourself into the bathroom, looked yourself in the mirror, sank to your knees and broke down.

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here you go, have some angst :)) I hope you feel just as broken as I did when I write this

dt : Riaaaaa_