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the next day, taehyung tried his best to avoid yoongi. he didn't have the courage to face him and talk to him. he could literally break down on the spot.

it wasn't that hard to stay away from him because of their schedules which were still really busy.

he stayed with jeongguk all day long, the younger was always there for him when he needed, always there to give some comfy cuddles away.

he was barely talking to yoongi, who seemed to be all in boyfriend mode for him, but he didn't want to be like that with him.

that was until they had to go back home, and of course they had to be together.

taehyung started to think that staying with him was the worst choice ever, that he would've been better alone.

he had tried to call seokjin for help, but the older told him he was really busy with shootings and interviews so he didn't call again.

the car ride was silent, taehyung pretended to be asleep the whole long, pulling his hand away from yoongi who tried to hold it like they always do.

it broke his heart to do this to him, he loved the older male so much, he didn't want to make him sad or confused, but he himself was sad because of yoongi, so he wanted to take some distance.

they ate silently too, taehyung occasionally humming at yoongi's question, not even looking at him.

"peach are you alright?" yoongi asked after watching taehyung look at his lap for small minutes.

"yeah, don't worry. i-i'm gonna go shower i feel sticky." he rushed to the bathroom before his eyes could become red from the tears that threatened to fall.

he hated himself for being that sensitive, that easily sad and especially for falling for yoongi that quickly.

he had started to question every single thing the older had said, what if he doesn't actually love him, why would he play a game, was he really cheating, was taehyung enough for him, was he bored of him already. all of those questions didn't leave taehyung's mind for a second the whole day.

he took a quick shower and wore his own hoodie, he still didn't want to wear yoongi's.

he quietly walked back downstairs to find yoongi on the phone, once again.

he hid behind the wall and listened to his conversation.

"yeah he's showering. he usually takes a while we have time.

nah he's been acting weird lately, a bit distant i dunno why..

i don't think he knows he wouldn't expect me to do that.

he won't find out don't worry! he's clueless.

yeah i'll ask him to pack maybe tomorrow night.

he's definitely gonna cry. he's so sensitive please he's gonna cry so hard. poor baby i can already picture him.

i know right, too bad you won't see this it would've been a good moment.

i'm not mean hey! just being realistic don't you think?

wait, i can't hear the shower running anymore, i don't want him to hear me. yeah i love you too.

i'll call you tomorrow night after i told him!"

the blond boy wasn't even crying. he had his mouth agape, he couldn't believe what he had heard.

yoongi was really cheating on him. and he was enjoying making him cry by telling him. and he would ask him to pack. he hated him, taehyung hated him.

he swallowed back his sobs and decided to be strong. he wasn't going to face him now, he was going to wait for him to ask him to pack and then he would scream at him all the hate he had in himself.

that moment quickly came, taehyung was acting all fine, all in love with the older who seemed more than happy to have his smiley taehyung back.

their day was still as full as the whole week, they were both exhausted, but it wouldn't keep taehyung from yelling at yoongi later that day.

they drove back to their house, taehyung forced himself to hold his 'boyfriend's hand for the whole ride.

yoongi cooked them a really good meal, even if taehyung was mad as hell, he still appreciated it. he forced himself to cuddle him too, to stay close to him, until yoongi requested to go to their room.

taehyung smirked as he knew what he was going to ask once they were in the room. he walked in first and turned around to face yoongi with the fakest smile on his lips.

"hey, angel, i have to ask you something." yoongi said with a small smile on his lips, small smile taehyung wanted to erase from his annoyingly beautiful face.

"sure go on yoongi." he replied with a fake excited tone, but yoongi didn't even mention it. before the older could say a word, taehyung spoke.

"wait, actually i know what you're gonna ask." he said in a daring tone. yoongi smirked and crossed his arms. "oh yeah, tell me then."

he looked so confident, so smug, taehyung couldn't wait to yell the truth at his face.

"you're gonna ask me to pack. right yoongi?" taehyung asked and took a step closer to a now confused yoongi so he was standing few inches away from him.

"h-how do you know?"

"how do i know? do you really wanna know how did i fucking hear you calling this random person yesterday night when i was taking a shower? how did i fucking hear you being all happy about making me cry when you will announce me the oh so good news of you kicking me out?

well you know what i won't let a single tear fall. i don't care about you min yoongi. i hope you have more fun with this boy, or even girl you're gonna bring home after i left." he yelled at his face pushing him after each sentence.

"taehyung listen to me.." yoongi said, his eyes full of sadness. he grabbed taehyung by the waist, only to be pushed away harder than the previous times.

"don't fucking touch me! you've played me! you knew i loved you more than anything and you still played! and now you said you would even enjoy my tears? what the hell is wrong with you?" taehyung was now sobbing, his cheeks soaked wet.

yoongi was weirdly calm, he didn't say anything he just watched taehyung yell at him. he had a small smile on his lips that made taehyung go crazy mad.

"stop fucking smiling" he growled in a deep voice that startled yoongi a bit, he knew taehyung had a deep voice but he had to admit that was scary, he looked really mad.

"are you done?" he asked the smaller male, and that was all it took for taehyung to slap him across the face full force.

"i hate you so fucking much yoongi." he whispered close to his face, so close that yoongi could see all the sadness in his eyes.

"you know you don't" he said and cupped his wet cheeks with his hands. taehyung broke down and shook his head "no i don't.." he mumbled and looked down.

yoongi kissed his forehead and brought him into a tight embrace.

"can i talk now? or do you wanna slap my other cheek so they're equal?" he joked and taehyung couldn't even suppress a small laugher.

the blond pulled away from the hug and watched yoongi search for something inside of one of his drawers.

he pulled out an envelope and gave it to taehyung.

"i was supposed to give you this tomorrow morning when you wake up but i don't want you to run away tonight so open it." he said and watched the blond dry his tears with his sweater paws.

taehyung opened the envelope slowly, scared of what he would find inside.

he frowned when he saw two pieces of paper. he pulled them out of the envelope and read seoul to los angeles.

y'all didn't even think for one second yoongi was cheating i am : sad :(

anyways i didn't want to make this part last for too long so i hope you still liked a tiny bit of angst 💞💗💓💕