Taehyung could only sit against the cold wall, staring off into the distance in the silence. He slowly looks around the floor that was scattered with broken glass, flipped over tables, even the remote controllers were thrown across the room. He lets out another frustrated sigh before crawling a few inches to reach his phone, flipping it over to reveal a shattered screen.

"Everything she said," he began, staring Sori straight in the eye. "Is it true?"

Sori frowns, shaking her head. They haven't spoken to each other after Hyori left the place and the ride to Yoojung's school to drop her off was silent. "I had no idea that I was tearing their engagement apart. I never had an affair with Jungkook."

"Then why is she angry?" He asks her and Sori looks at him with hopeless eyes. 

"I don't know, Taehyung," she replies, "I never had an affair with him, I can never do that to you. But a few days ago, Jungkook and I somehow saw each other at the cafe and he needed someone to hear him out. Being a good person, I decided to go with him."

"What does this have to do with you?" He shakes his head and she holds up her hand for him to let her continue.

"He started to talk about his relationship and engagement with Hyori, how she's not putting any effort whatsoever into the wedding, and then somehow, the subject became us." Sori explains, and he could only frown even more. "He went on a whole ramble about how he wonders if things would've been different if he stayed, if he actually heard me out for once, if—"

"If things would've been different if you didn't end up with me," he whispers and Sori's eyes widen.

"No," she shakes her head, "absolutely not. I was terrified, I was scared, so then I decided to just leave and I told him that he needs to figure things out with Hyori. But just as I was about to leave he—he kissed me."

"What?" He raises an eyebrow and Sori places her face into her hands. "What did he do?"

"He kissed me, Taehyung, which is why I'm not his wedding planner anymore because I told him to stay away and I told him to find another planner who won't ruin his engagement—"

"Are you still in love with him?" He cuts her off and she looks up from her hands. 

"No, I'm—"

"But from what he did to you, he still loves you, Sori." He interrupts her. "Now, answer me. I want you to be sure of your answer. Are you still in love with him?"

"I—" She begins before falling silent, looking away from him. 

"You've got to be kidding me," he laughs bitterly. "So you're telling me that he's starting to get to you, that maybe you're beginning to wonder if things would've been different if he stayed, if he heard you out, if you didn't end up being with me, is that it?"

"Taehyung, you know that I love you—"

"Then why is it so hard for you to answer a simple question, Sori?" He asks desperately. "If he told you that day that he's still in love with you, would you run back to him? Are you even over him?"

"Taehyung, I don't know anymore." She shakes her head. "I don't know if I'm still in love with him. I don't know if I should be even in love with him if I ever will be, again. I don't know. I just, don't know."

"If you really love me," he whispers, "you wouldn't go back to him if he ever told you that he's still in love with you."

"Taehyung, please don't do this—"

"It's easy for someone to say that they love someone, but it's hard for them to tell them why, and if you can't do that, then do you really love me?" He whispers, "I think we should take a break before you hurt me even more."

"Taehyung, I never planned on hurting you." She reaches out to him but he backs away from her.

"Are you sure about that? I don't know if I should trust you anymore since you're not even sure about whether or not you were in love with me since the day I told you that I'm in love with you."

She gulps nervously, wiping her tears as she starts to head towards the door. He feels his knees grow weak, his heartbeat getting slower and slower. He hears her open the door, but she whispers, "I'm so sorry, Taehyung."

When she leaves and shuts the door, he feels all the tears that have been threatening to flow down his cheeks start to fall. 

"Don't be. I should be the only one feeling sorry for myself."

He gradually cleans up the place, sweeping up all the broken glass and throwing it all in the trashcan. He rummages through the shared closets he had with Sori, taking out all her clothes and putting them in her luggages and duffle bags. As he finishes up removing every single physical memory of her, he suddenly hears a knock on the door. Grudgingly bringing the luggages and bags to the front door, he looks through the peephole to see the last person he wanted to see.

He opens the door immediately to reveal none other than Jungkook, who looked just as hopeless as he did. Suddenly, Taehyung grabs Jungkook's collar, Jungkook's eyes suddenly widening. 

"You're really not ashamed of yourself, huh?" Taehyung says through gritted teeth, "it's absolutely fucking stupid for you to show up here knowing what you've done to Sori."

"Where is she? I want to talk to her." Jungkook says as he pushes Taehyung away from him.

"She's not here, in fact, you should pick up her things since all you've wanted to do was take her away from me and have her all to yourself." Taehyung shoves her duffle bags into his arms and pushing the luggage towards him. "Are you happy now? Are you happy that you finally have her back? You've done nothing but brainwash her, and now she doesn't know the difference between love and infatuation."

"Maybe you should get your head out of your ass, is what you should start doing." Jungkook frowns, "I have no intentions of taking her away from you, all I've done was—"

"All you've done was be a selfish asshole who only thinks of his own feelings," he cuts him off. 

"So I'm the one that's selfish, huh?!" Jungkook shouts, "all this time, you've been the selfish one for taking her all for yourself the moment you couldn't get a single chance into any girl's pants. Or was it because you found out that Sori was finally free after I left her?"

"You son of a bitch—"

Suddenly, Jungkook falls to the ground after Taehyung practically tackles him, beginning to throw punches at his face. Jungkook tries to push him off by clawing at his fists that were making contact with his face. But Taehyung was just as strong as he was, in fact, it seemed like he was much more stronger. As Jungkook began to give up, he starts to hear a feminine voice start to yell before the two of them are pried away from each other.

"Have you guys lost your minds?! What is going on here?! Is this all because of one girl?!"

Jungkook looks at a familiar woman who looked bewildered at the sight of the two of them fighting each other. He looks behind her to see her car parked in the garage, with Taehyung's daughter sitting in the backseat with a look of horror and shock. 

"You guys have got to be kidding me," she shakes her head. "Are you seriously fighting over a woman? I have never seen anything so inappropriate and childish in my whole entire life. Taehyung, do you think Yoojung would be proud of you right now after she wasn't picked up after school only to come home to see you fighting another man?"

"I'm so sorry, Jaeun—"

"Don't be sorry to me. Be sorry for yourselves," she shakes her head with a disappointed look before glancing at Jungkook. "You too. Both of you should be ashamed of yourselves. You're fighting over one girl as if it's the end of the fucking world. Cut yourselves some slack, will you?"

"Jaeun—"

"The both of you have done nothing but fight over the same girl. When will the both of you grow up and realize that there are other chances to fall in love again with different women? There are tons of more fish in the sea, the same goes for love. Give her time to think things through."

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a/n: to all my fellow canadians, happy thanksgiving! i hope you guys like this update :) feedback is greatly appreciated! love you!