I had to figure out what to tell him. More importantly, I had to stop seeing him, because he couldn't know about this. I felt a tear fall from the corner of my eye. I needed to break all ties with him, as soon as possible. I needed to avoid him. That thought broke my heart. I felt so alone already, and I hated it. 

°•°♡°•°

Two more days had passed, and I had called off, to try and get my mind straight and figure out what to do.  It was now Monday, and I was getting ready to go into work. 

Taehyung had been texting me, asking me to please let him know that I was okay, because he was worried. I knew I had to tell him something. I came up with the best lie I could think of, one that would hopefully make it easier to avoid him. 

I typed it all out in a text message, because that was the only way I could make it believable.

                                                                          Hey...I'm so sorry I haven't  gotten  back  to you until now. I hope you can forgive me. I ended up coming back home to Busan to spend some time with my family. My little sister misses me, and it's been months since I've been home. I would have let you know ahead of time, but it was kind of a last minute thing. Maybe I'll be back before winter hits. We'll see. I'll miss you, and your cake. :) Take care of yourself, Taehyung. 

11:26am

I read it over once, and after staring at it for probably two minutes, I finally hit send. I'd just put an end to the best thing that had ever happened to me.

I stuck my feet in my sneakers, tying them, and straightening up. I'd started my previous medicine this morning, and thankfully, I hadn't experienced any nausea yesterday or today. I brought my hand up, my thumb and middle finger massaging my temples. I believe I am going to have a permanent headache from now on.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I took a deep breath, taking it out and unlocking the screen, tapping on the message icon.

You left Seoul without saying goodbye?

11:30am 

I wasn't sure what I expected from him. Anger? Disappointment? Both? I tried to think of what to say back. I'd hoped he would just accept it, and say 'see ya around', but I really didn't think that would be the case. 

                                                                                      I'm sorry, Taehyung. I wanted to, but I was afraid if I did, I would end up not wanting to leave. I know I said I had no feelings for you, but that was kind of a lie. I didn't want my heart to talk me into staying. It's for the best, though. It's how a friends with  benefits agreement should end, no hard feelings or broken hearts, right?  

11:31am

Whatever. Take care of yourself, Soo Ah.

11:31am

He was upset. But that was okay. He'd be way more upset if he knew what was really going on. 

Now, as long as he stayed on his side of town, everything should be just fine. He would have no reason to come this way since as far as he knew, I wasn't here. But I knew I would be keeping a very close eye on the door once I started my shift, and if for some reason he came in, I'd have to hide as quickly as I could. 

I'd already requested that I not have to work alone at all, telling my boss that I never knew when this new medicine might affect me in some way, since I still wasn't used to it, and he'd agreed. I hated lying to him, but it had to be done. 

I left my apartment, and walked to work, hoping Taehyung would just forget about me, even though I would never forget him. I put my hand on my tummy. There was a part of him growing inside me, and he would never know. But it was all for the best. I would put this baby up for adoption, and no one would ever know who it's parents were. That was what I'd decided. 

☆~☆~☆

She fucking left. She just fucking left Seoul without a word to anyone. No goodbye, no see you soon, no maybe I'll call you sometime. She just left. On top of that, she just let me know through a text message. A fucking text message.

And I'd just decided not to care. Whatever. She wasn't anyone special. Just a friend with benefits. I didn't need her. 

I realized I was squeezing the handle of the cookie scooper  way harder than I needed to. My knuckles were white, and when I let go of it, I had indents in my palm. I shook my head. I wasn't going to let this get to me. It was bound to end sooner or later anyway. 

I stuck my phone back in my pocket. I was glad she'd gone to visit her family. Really. I knew her little sister must miss her. It would be good for her to spend some time with her. If she came back, well, maybe we'd run into each other again, but if not, it didn't really matter.

I finished up my orders for the day, done shortly after one, and I cleaned up my kitchen. I hung my apron, and grabbed the boxes, taking them out front and placing them under the counter. 

"I'm going. See you Wednesday."

I started for the door, but Jimin called after me.

"Hey Tae, are you spending the day with Soo Ah tomorrow? Tell her I said hi. She hasn't been in in awhile."

I turned around, looking at him with a glare.

"No, I'm not, so fucking tell her yourself."

With that, I walked out the door, and headed home. 

After letting Yoshi out, and putting food and fresh water in his bowl, I went up to my room, peeling my clothes off and stretching out on the bed. I would just sleep through the rest of today and all of tomorrow. There was nothing else to fucking do.

☆~☆~☆

I stared at the door Taehyung had just gone through, narrowing my eyes, confused. Why did he seem pissed off. 

"Hey Kookie, did you catch any of that?" 

He looked up from the table he was wiping off, and shook his head.

"No, sorry, I wasn't paying attention. What happened?"

He walked over to the counter, and followed my gaze to the door, but there was nothing to see.

"Tae just left. But, he seemed pissed off."

He made a face, his brows coming together.

"You say that like it's something new. You are talking about Kim Taehyung. He's pissed off at least once a day about something."

I shook my head. "Yeah, but, lately he's been better. Since he's been hanging out with Soo Ah. But that's just it. I asked him if he was spending tomorrow with her, and told him to tell her hi. He said he wasn't, and to fucking tell her myself."

"Uh oh. That doesn't sound good. I wonder if they had an argument."

"I don't know. Something happened. I'm not asking, though. I value my life."

Jungkook laughed. "Well don't look at me. If he tells us, we'll know, otherwise, I say we just let it be."

I nodded. Hopefully whatever happened resolved itself. I was starting to enjoy Tae the way he was since meeting Soo Ah.

☆~☆~☆

Wednesday through Friday were a nightmare. Taehyung was a nightmare. He bitched about everything, and there was no talking to him. He left Friday around 1:30, and I decided I was going to his place once I closed, and try to find out what the hell happened.

At 2 oclock, I locked the door, waving to Jungkook, and heading for Tae's house. I knocked on the door, hearing Yoshi bark, but it took a good minute before the door swung opened, Taehyung glaring at me angrily.

"What the fuck do you want Jimin?"

I pushed my way inside, and he slammed the door, turning to look at me, his arms crossed, his lips pressed together in a straight line.

"What happened Tae?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Why are you acting like such a dick again all the sudden. You were so much better, even smiling more, but now, you're worse than you were before Soo Ah-"

"I don't want to hear that fucking name, or talk about her. Go home Jimin."

I looked right at him, and I could see the pain in his eyes. He was trying to hide it with anger, but I saw right through it.

"Tell me what happened, Taehyung. It's not going to help to keep it all inside. You need to talk about it."

He inhaled through his nose, his head falling back. Then he looked right back at me, and I saw his adams apple bob as he swallowed.

"She fucking left. She left without a goodbye, and she made me worry about her for three fucking days without replying to my texts. Three days! Then I find out she's gone through a text. She fucking couldn't even tell me to my face that she was going back home to Busan."

He shook his head, his face contorting in annoyance.

"I don't even fucking care. She didn't mean anything to me anyway. But she could have let me know she was okay, instead of making me worry for three days. That's just fucking rude. At least I don't have to see her crazy ass across the road standing in the rain anymore. I won't fucking miss that."

I watched him, knowing that he was hurting, no matter how much he tried to say he wasn't. I couldn't believe Soo Ah had just left. It didn't seem like her to do such a thing. But maybe she had her reasons.

"Tae, I'm sure she didn't make you worry on purpose."

"Doesn't matter. I made a damn fool of myself, going all the way to Majang-Ro, to the convenience store she works at to check on her, and finding out she had called off sick. Then my dumb ass went to her apartment, but of course, she didn't answer the door."

I honestly didn't know what to say to him. 

"It's fine Jimin. She went home. It's no big deal. We were just friends. She didn't owe me anything."

I nodded. That really sucked. I liked Soo Ah. I was pretty sure Taehyung felt something even more for her. He'd never admit it. But it was clear that he was way more upset about this than he would ever let on. I didn't know how to help him. I really couldn't. 

I knew that the old Tae, the one that was here before Soo Ah came along, was back, and I didn't think he would be going anywhere anytime soon. 

☆~☆~☆

I had been right. Taehyung had become an asshole again, only worse than he'd been before. He did his job, not speaking to anyone, staying in the back if there were any customers in the shop, and going home as soon as he was done with his orders. 

We continued to stay closed on Tuesdays and Saturdays, and it was working out okay, at least for Jungkook and I. We could go out on a Friday night and enjoy ourselves, and not have to worry about opening on Saturday. It was nice, and I wished I'd thought of it sooner.

Kookie had met a girl, she was really sweet, and lately, he'd been taking her out on Friday nights to dinner or a movie. Turns out, while walking around Seoul after their last date, he'd run into his older brother, Seokjin, and his three friends, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Yoongi, aka Agust D, and told me all about it when we'd returned to work Sunday. He hadn't seen him in awhile, because apparently they'd been traveling, Yoongi having invited them with him while he toured.

Surprisingly, they had come in the shop later that day, and ordered coffee's and cake, and they'd sat at a table and embarrassed him the whole time they were here. But afterwards, Yoongi had offered to sign a coffee cup, and I'd gladly given him one, planning to hang it on the wall somewhere to display later. 

I'd taken it back to show Taehyung, but he'd shown little interest, glancing at it and going right back to his cookies. He'd become that robot on auto pilot again, working and going home, and repeating it all over the next day. I was so worried about him, but I really had no idea how to help him. Jungkook insisted that we should just leave him alone, and let him get over it himself, but I wasn't sure he would. Only time would tell.