Chapter 4;
The Anniversary

  Taehyung sat up straight, staring at the wall mindlessly. His shirt hung over his shoulder, exposing his collerbones. Taehyung knew what day it was and wanted nothing more than to forget it. That's all he has ever wanted, but he knew life didn't work that way. It twisted everything around, making everyone dizzy and out of their minds. Well atleast. . . it was like that for Taehyung. He groaned and heaved the blankets off him, getting hot quickly. Taehyung was never too fond of the heat, always getting hot too quickly and sweating like a pig. He always liked things cool and cold, finding it soothing. The boy shot up, almost tripping over his own feet while walking to his closet. He grabbed his dance bag, throwing his dancing clothes and a spare set of normal clothes. He wasn't really wanting to go to dance class today, remembering the date and what it meant to him. But he knew that if he didnt't go his Hyungs would scold him to no end.

  He walked out of his room and down the empty hallway, finding his mind drift to his special hyung. His boyfriend. His fake boyfriend. The love of his life. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of them holding hands cuddling, and even kissing. Although he knew it wasn't going to happen, he could still dream. He laughed, recalling the moment he fell in love with the older.

  Taehyung was late as hell. He overslept so bad, blaming himself for staying up too late watching K-Dramas. He was so screwed and he knew this. Hoseok was going to be screaming at him for the next hour or even more for being late. Hoseok took his dance class very seriously and everyone knew that. Taehyung sighed and slowly walked in, catching almost everyone's attention. He could feel his face flush from embarrestment and looked away. He quickly set his stuff down, trying to ignore the sound of stomping feet coming towards him.

  "Taehyung! Why are you late?!"

  "I'm sorry Hoseok-Hyung, I overslept!"

  "Oh come on! That's the best excuse you have!? Listen, I don't use my time to help people who aren't even going to show-"

  "Jesus Hoseok! Calm down, you're scaring him!" Taehyung looked towards the owner of the deep voice and could feel his face fuming once more.

  "Shut up, Yoongi! You don't know how much I take this class seriously!"

  "Oh I do. You take it to the point where you make one of your students cry," Yoongi nodded towards Taehyung, who, indeed, was crying. Hoseok immediately stopped, looking at Taehyung. He started panicking, feeling bad now. Hoseok quickly shoved Yoongi towards him and shoved them near the bathroom, clearly not thinking.

  "Taehyung I'm so sorry! Yoongi, please try to cheer him up while I go back to class." And with that, Hoseok trotted away, never looking back. Yoongi nodded and looked at Taehyung with boredom. Even though he was bored, he still sat down with the boy and didn't leave until he smiled, which didn't take long.

  Even though it was only for a short amount of time and Yoongi didn't speak to him after that, Taehyung was still happy. The boy smiled and walked into the studio, greeted by a sudden cry.

  "Taehyungie!" he heard a familiar voice call and he smiled even wider, wrapping his hands around Jimin's neck as they hugged. He could hear Jimin whisper in his ear.

  "How are you feeling? You remember what today is?" Taehyung nodded, whispering back a 'I'm fine, thank you.' Jimin hugged the younger tighter. And Yoongi watched it all, his blood boiling in rage when he saw Taehyung hug Jimin.

  That should be me, he screamed in his mind, glaring at Taehyung.

  "I'm fine Hyung, please don't worry about me," Jimin pouted and caressed Taehyung's cheeks, wanting nothing more than to make his best friend happy.

  While Yoongi wanted nothing more than to hurt him.

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  "You sick bastard!" Yoongi screamed, his voice laced with venom as he stared at Taehyung. They were both currently alone in Taehyung's apartment because Taehyung wanted to invite him in so they could bond more. But Yoongi had different plans.

  "I'm sorry, what?" Taehyung asked, twirling himself around to look at the older. He was so confused.

  "You sick bastared, how could you flirt with Jimin when you know he's mine!?" Yoongi glared, wanting to punch the boy.

  "Flirting? I wasn't flirting, he was comforting me!"

  "Why was he comforting you?" When Taehyung didn't answer, he screamed at him again. "Answer me!"

  "Please stop screaming.." Taehyung hated screaming.

  "Are you fucking kidding me!? How can I not when some useless, low-life decides it's okay to flirt with the love if my life!?" Yoongi didn't really mean what he said, but everything was happening too fast for him to stop and apologize. And he knew it was too late to say sorry.

  Taehyung flinched at his words and looked down at the floor. "We weren't flirting at all," Yoongi grits his teeth together and growls, his hand flying to grab Taehyung by his hair and lifting his face. He hesitated when he finally saw Taehyung's fast flowing tears but he still kept going.

  "You idiot! Did you think I wouldn't notice?! Are you also going for Jimin?  Did you set me up?"

  "No," Taehyung sobbed. "I swear!" Yoongi didn't want to hear anymore and finally let go, letting the boy fall to the floor. He could hear Taehyung's sobs become louder and somewhere in him he felt his heart ache. But he was too blinded by anger to even notice.

  "You deserve it," when Yoongi said those words, Taehyung flinched hard, his sobs becoming louder and worse. He looked up at Yoongi, who stood frozen at the sight of Taehyung's tears.

  "Get out,"

  "What?"

    Taehyung stood up, his whole body shaking. "I said," his shaky fingers pointed towards the door that stood behind Yoongi. "Get.. out," Yoongi hesitated.

  "Get out!" Taehyung yelled, not looking at Yoongi. Yoongi winced and quietly walked towards the door. Yoongi looked over his shoulder to look at Taehyung and he widened his eyes.

He saw the fat tears that strolled down his face at a quick pace and his whole body shaking. Taehyung clung to himself, wanting to stop shaking. Yoongi saw how.. broken the boy looked and when he had enough of looking and feeling bad, he turned his head forward and stepped out, closing the door. When he closed the door, he heard a loud thump and loud sobs.

  Taehyung couldn't breathe, he felt all the air being sucked out of him every time he cried. But he couldn't stop, he felt so alone. So broken.

  Taehyung was having a mental breakdown, and Yoongi caused it.

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