It hurt.

It hurt like hell.

The longest Namjoon and Taehyung had been apart was when Taehyung's family went on vacation back to Daegu.

They had Skyped every day, and even then Namjoon hadn't been himself the whole time.

This was so much worse, because there was something he could do about it this time. He was just too scared to, and that knowledge made all the difference, made Namjoon hate himself that much more.

But maybe it was for the best. It wasn't like he cut Taehyung out of his life completely: not even he was that strong.

All the pain seemed insignificant, though, in the face of the pang that shot through his heart when Taehyung sat almost a foot away from Namjoon.

Do you even love me anymore?

Little did he know that Taehyung, twelve inches away, was wondering the exact same thing.