POSSESSIVE !¡ geminifourth

09.

Confronting Gemini did not feel as good as he thought it would.

Instead of asking for an explanation, Gemini instead chose to remain silent, leaving right after the incident. It has been a week since then, and he still hasn't heard from Gemini.

"Shouldn't he at least apologize?"

"I'm sorry?" Satanag mumbled, taking off his headphones. "Who?"

"Huh?" Fourth shot back, shaking his head. "No one."

"Okay..." satang trailed off, nudging the boy's arm. "You've been weird lately."

"Tell me about it," Fourth mumbled, sighing in frustration. "'Feels like I'm going crazy."

"Ooh," Satang grinned, "Who is it?"

"What do you mean?" Fourth questioned.

"The one driving you crazy." He teased.

"Knock it off," Fourth threw a pillow at him, making the latter chuckle. "No one."

"Right," Satang paused, suspicion visible on his face. "Shouldn't he apologize to you?"

"That's what I– oh." Fourth flushed in embarrassment, realizing what he said. "Satang!"

"Is it someone you like?" Satang perked up, seating himself on the edge of Fourth's bed. "How long has it been?"

"It's not– move!" Fourth tried pushing the boy away. "It's not what you think it is."

"What is it, then?" Satang flicked his forehead, making the boy hiss. "Are you in a relationship?!"

"No!" Fourth swiftly shot back. "Far from that!"

"Tell me why you're so distracted, then!" Satang groaned, "The professor complained about you being out of it, you know?"

"We major in different faculties." Fourth huffed, "That's not true."

"Whatever, dude." Satang rolled his eyes. "Tell me, I'm so curious now."

"Fine..." Fourth crossed his arms, leaning against his bed. "I mean, you tell me."

"Okay."

"If I happened to accidentally walk in on you hooking up with someone," he trailed off, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. "Would you hold a grudge?"

"Is that what happened?" Satang furrowed his eyebrows. "I'd stop being friends with you."

"Satang! I'm being serious here!" Fourth hit shoulder. "I mean– i was drunk, you wouldn't start a bit where you pretend you're into me just to stir up my feelings, right?"

"Right..." Satang frowned, inching closer to the boy. "Who is he, again?"

"You don't need to know." Fourth scrunched his nose, sighing. "Ugh, I don't know what to do, I already confronted him, but instead of apologizing, he left without uttering a single word."

"Cut him out of your life." Satang shrugged his shoulders. "It's that easy."

"It's not," Fourth shaked his head, "Trust me."

"It is," Satang responded. "You see him? Walk right past him. You have him on social media? Block him. Avoid him at all cost, then it becomes a norm. I mean, now that you confronted him, you both have an idea of what's going on, so he'll keep his distance."

"You think?" He huffed, "We have lots of mutual friends, I don't want things to become awkward because of us."

"It won't be," Satang reassured him. "Jus' do what I said."