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As all of his friends were filing out of his apartment, Yoongi stops and wraps his arms around Taehyung.

"If you need anything, you call me, okay?" The fierceness in Yoongi's eyes almost makes Taehyung break down. He told himself he wouldn't do it in front of his friends but the mask was slowly cracking.

Taehyung nods, smiles, and nudges Yoongi towards the door. If he didn't physically push Yoongi out of his apartment, Taehyung knew he wouldn't leave. He'd build a fort on his bedroom floor and set a timer every fifteen minutes to check on Tae. 

God, he loved Yoongi.

Jin steps into Taehyung's arms and squeezes him tightly. "We'll hang out every single day until we leave, okay? And I'll call you every single night."

"I can help you pack."

"No offense, Tae, but do you remember when you first moved into this apartment?" Jin grinned. Taehyung thought back to that day almost three months ago. Taehyung had refused to unpack his apartment for days and called his friends to help him unpack. 

"Yeah, you're right," Taehyung attempted a smile. It must not have been a good one because Jin pulls him back in and hugs him tighter.

When Jin finally lets go and exits his apartment, there's only one person remaining.

"Hey," Namjoon clears his throat and places his hand on Tae's shoulder. "I'm sorry it happened this way. I'm not taking sides here. I think you both fucked up in your own ways."

Taehyung nodded. He couldn't argue with that.

"But..." Namjoon sighed and reached into his pocket. "He told me to give you this."

Taehyung looked down at Namjoon's hand.

In it was an envelope with Taehyung scribbled on the front in a handwriting Taehyung knew all too well.

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