As soon as Yoongi opened his door, he nearly almost regretted craving chicken all of a sudden. In the hallway stood Kim Taehyung with a key in his hand, locking the door that was next to Yoongi's door. Taehyung instantly looked up at Yoongi upon seeing him in the corner of his eye. His expression went from focusing on locking his door to grimacing as he turned away from Yoongi again.

  "Nice to see you too, Kim."

  "Don't call me that." Taehyung finally locked the door successfully. He turned to Yoongi and crossed his arms. His legs looked extra long today because of the pants he was wearing. Black, fitting his legs perfectly as if they were stuck to his skin like glue. He had on a beige shirt to match the black pants and he was wearing glasses— something Yoongi doesn't usually ever see often. "I'm not doing this right now." Taehyung turned his back to Yoongi to leave the hall, but Yoongi chuckled.

  "What?" His voice made Taehyung halt in his steps. "Don't wanna hang around me or something?" Yoongi asked. Taehyung turned around only to stare at him as if to be considering what he was saying, but then he merely snickered at Yoongi.

  "Why would I?" Taehyung turned around once again, Yoongi watching those long legs go further down the hallway of the apartment building. He shrugged even though he knew Taehyung couldn't see him.

  "Maybe I could've taught you a little more on facial expressions." Yoongi leaned against his own door with a smirk peeking through. He didn't have to see to know that Taehyung had stopped in his tracks once again. "I mean, not to be me or anything, but you seemed a little bit off during exercises today. Kindergarteners can even act better than the way you did today. It's a wonder the professor didn't—"

  Taehyung appeared in Yoongi's vision, a loud BANG hitting right inside of Yoongi's ears. He hadn't even noticed that he had closed his eyes out of instinct until he was slowly opening them once again. He now had two arms caging him into his own door. Taehyung was a lot closer than when he had closed his eyes, his face now being the only thing in his vision. His thick black glasses were close to falling off and his eyebrows were cut deep into his skin as they furrowed, clearly angered.

  Yoongi wasn't too surprised by the action. He had always expected something like this. Taehyung had just never done anything before. He's a nice person. Wouldn't ever lay a finger on Yoongi or anyone at all. He knew that. And so he always pushed Taehyung's buttons. Maybe Yoongi was a little surprised by Taehyung, but he would never let that show in his face. Not in front of him at least.

  "Getting bold, I see."

  "Shut the hell up, Min Yoongi." Taehyung sounded like he was tearing apart already and Yoongi hadn't even said much yet. "I don't need you trying to mess with me like this." He continued, his angry eyes glaring back into Yoongi's. They were dark, scary, not holding back. "You're not going to piss me off for no reason like you did in high school. We're not kids anymore. Get off my back and leave me the fuck alone for once." He said.

  Yoongi hummed at the harsh vocabulary. He knew that Taehyung is never one to get angry, to curse, or to be violent. So it felt foreign, the way he was acting now. It was real anger. He was actually angry at Yoongi now.

  Taehyung backed away from him and walked off, this time getting the last word. It felt bitter to Yoongi, not getting the last words in. Because he had always been so used to it.

  "We'll see about that, then."

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