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CLICKBAIT

- in which both you and taehyung are popular youtubers with a flare for pranking each other; requested by @yoongles_k

His tongue stuck out in concentration, he adjusts the camera with an anxious tremble in his hands, his smile warm yet mischievous as he moves back to make sure his whole bedroom is in frame.

"Perfect," he mumbles to himself, cleverly tossing his camera strap over the light that turns on when it's recording. He rubs his hands together in anticipation before finally pressing record, trying his hardest to stifle the giggle that bubbles up his throat.

"Hi, everyone," he beams, running a hand through his hair habitually. "Welcome back to Vantae! Just a reminder to subscribe, if you haven't already, to join the Tata Family and leave a like. Anyway, today, I have something risky planned."

He pauses to laugh to himself, shoulders shaking as he presses his palm against his mouth, feeling that he's composed himself enough to look back at the camera.

"So, as I'm sure you're all aware, Y/N and I have been together for almost over two years. To keep the spark between us alive, we often pull pranks on each other—link in the description to all of those on her channel and mine—but we usually keep it to a minimum. For today's prank, however, I'm going to take it up a notch."

For comedic purposes only, he licks his lips and moves his face closer to the camera, a smirk of utter cheekiness etched onto his face like it was carved in stone.

"I'm gonna pretend to break up with her."

He gulps nervously.

"This could go one of many ways but Y/N will be home from shopping in a few minutes which gives me just enough time to finish getting ready. I ask you all to wish me luck."

And with that, he stands, checking the hidden light on the camera one last time before sitting himself on the edge of the bed, hunching over and willing his eyes to well with hot tears.

A warm drop on his cheek and he's ready to go.

As predicted, you return home a few minutes later, your exasperated sigh and the sound of your keys hitting the countertop making Taehyung's ears perk up. Feeling his stomach begin to twist itself into sickening knots, he squeezes his eyes shut, allowing several more tears to trail down his cheeks slowly.

"Taehyung," you call from the kitchen, his heart hammering in his chest. "Baby, where are you?"

"In my room," he chokes out, surprising himself with the amount of emotion that soaks his words, holding his breath when he hears you make a beeline for his room.

Here we go.

You push open the door to his room, worry clouding your thoughts and making everything fuzzy, the sight of him crying suffocatingly squeezing at your heart and lungs, ultimately, leaving you to be the one finding it hard to breathe.

Feeling as time has slowed itself down just to taunt you, you stumble over to him, crouching down to gingerly cup his face and tilt it so that his bloodshot eyes meet yours, the almost heartbreaking swirls of gold in them taking you by surprise.

His hands, colder than they've ever been before, clasp onto yours, pulling them away from his face and instead guiding them to rest in his lap; cold fingers timidly wrapping around the warmth your hands provide as if it's the last time they'll do so.

"Y/N," he starts, voice barely above a whisper but loud enough to pierce through your skin, tip just inching closer and closer to your heart, "I never wanted to have to do this but I don't think I can pretend something is a reality anymore. We need to break up."

"Pretend? What are you talking about, Taehyung?" You manage to choke out, your own voice disappointedly thick with emotion instead of the smooth, steel-like confidence you were hoping for, a blunt tap compared the sharp and cold point of the icicle Taehyung has wedged in your chest.

"I mean I just can't keep pretending to love you and foolishly hope that it will one day go back to being a reality. I don't love you anymore and I think it's time for me to move on to someone new," he explains, tears rolling down his cheeks but not a single trace of emotion in his expression, leaving you to wonder just how long he'd known that he had woken up from the blissful dream you were still stuck in.

Tears, ones of regret and loss, well up in your eyes and blur your vision to the point where you can't even make out Taehyung's silhouette. And then, like the first drop of rain, your tears slowly fall from your eyes, heart wrenching and lungs burning as you try to stifle your sobs to no avail.

You expect Taehyung to awkwardly clear his throat or silently give you some space but nothing prepares you for when he sits himself in front of you with a cheek-splitting grin and laughs as he cups your cheeks lovingly and wipes away your tears.

Your vision adjusts, sobs reducing themselves into measly hiccups, as he gathers you in his arms and presses several kisses to the top of your head, the confusion within you obvious through your stiffness.

"I'm so sorry," he starts with a soft giggle. "It's just a prank, I'm not breaking up with you."

You feel yourself crying again but the anger in you overpowers the feel of your tears as you slap him on the chest multiple times, repeatedly yelling that you won't cease to get him back as he struggles to tell the camera that the prank was a success.

*

Legs folded up on the couch, you nod over at Jungkook, his shaky fingers pressing the record button on the camera you have so neatly set up in your living room.

"As much as I'd love to sit here and do my intro, I do not have the time because today, I'm pranking Taehyung," you grin, rubbing your hands together evilly as Jungkook quietly snickers to himself.

"Just last week, Taehyung broke up with me as a prank for his channel and I swore to everyone watching that I'd get him back. Link to that video is in the description if you'd like to go and check it out. Now, it took a really long time to try and come up with something that he'd fall for but, with the help of our camera guy, editor, and best friend, Jungkook, I managed to formulate a plan that is bound to work and involves this."

You tilt your head to the side, flipping your hair over your shoulder and exposing your neck where a bright red and slightly bruised hickey sits prettily upon your skin.

"Don't worry, it's not real! I used makeup to try and create a hickey on my neck so that I can convince Taehyung that I'm cheating on him. So, here's how this prank is going to go. Taehyung will be coming back from the gym soon because I told him I wanted to do a collab video today and that I'd have everything set up when he returns. In a few minutes, Jungkook is going to come and join me on the couch and he's going to sit really close to me. When Taehyung walks in, we'll jump apart and he'll suspiciously return to his spot behind the camera. My job from there is to try and hide the hickey in a way that makes it super obvious I have something there."

Your smile widens automatically, hands clasped in front of you as you shrug nonchalantly. "And from there, I guess we'll see what happens."

Jungkook smirks at you from his spot, suddenly frowning when his phone vibrates in his pocket. You perk up at the sound, eagerly waiting for him to feed you the news.

"He said he's around the corner," Jungkook announces, clumsily shoving his phone back in his pocket and stumbling his way towards you as you heartily laugh, clapping your hands together with excitement.

Awkwardly, Jungkook inches closer to you, keeping himself at a respectful distance until he's required to get closer. You stifle yet another laugh and tap him on the nose, eyes widening when you hear what sounds like the door being unlocked.

Warm breath fans your neck, Jungkook's nose just lightly brushing up against your jaw, your heart hammering in your chest as if threatening to break free as Taehyung's footsteps ominously echo around you.

Taehyung has to blink twice to make sure he isn't seeing things when he walks into the lounge, his furious cough startling poor Jungkook as he looks over at his friend with wide eyes and an apologetic grin.

And Taehyung certainly doesn't miss the way you stiffen as Jungkook returns to his place behind the camera, the younger mumbling some instructions about how he's planned this filming session to go, the sound of it white noise for Taehyung.

His blood boils and it only gets worse when he sees you move all your hair suspiciously to one side.

Numbly and wordlessly, he sits beside you, having to clench his hands together to stop them from shaking. Despite knowing that whatever he finds out will only add fuel to his explosive fire of rage, he still attempts to crane his neck and try to find out what you're hiding on yours.

"Stop," you whine, pouting your lips out in a poor attempt to make the situation normal but Taehyung knows that this is all far from normal. "Taehyung, what the hell is wrong with you? Stop."

You try to tilt your head away from him but the sharp movement cause your hair to slip away from your neck, Taehyung's scrutinising gaze catching onto the sight of your neck finally being exposed, his eyes widening as tendrils of dark hurt and betrayal squeeze the warmth out of them.

He pushes your hair to the side in a manner that makes it seem as if he's scared to, his heart sinking sickeningly upon getting a better look at the hickey.

"Was it Jungkook?" He murmurs, sending a hand scrubbing down his face. The both of you stay silent, your refusal to deny it all the confirmation Taehyung needs.

He stands, eyes darting between both you and Jungkook as his hands tremble and his heart breaks just that little bit more, tears cascading down his cheeks like waterfalls.

"I trusted you, Y/N. Hell, you promised me that I would always be the only one for you but then you go and do this. You too, Kook. You know how much I love her and how much I love you so to go behind my back like that...I just don't know what to do," Taehyung unable to keep his head up without crying even more.

You waste no time in leaping into his arms with a giggle of victory, his hands instinctively coming to wrap around you as he buries his face in your neck.

"It was all a prank, baby! We got you!"

Taehyung smiles against your shoulder, grunting when Jungkook throws himself over to the two of you, tightening the warm embrace. You kiss the top of Taehyung's head while muttering apologies for making him cry as Jungkook runs to turn the camera off before rejoining the hug with a soft smile.