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*two* |taehyung|

Length: 1034words
Warning: ANGST WITH MINOR FLUFF BUT MOSTLY ANGST
A/N: it was just a requested for angsty taehyung break up by hytheniaKpopper !! i'm not in my best condition these few days since i'm quite sick so please do forgive me if there's some confusing parts.

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now.

it was never like this. she wasn't supposed to be alone. she was supposed to be engaged by now. maybe planning their wedding. maybe calling him to tell him that she loves him.

but here she sits, in an empty home with only silence as her company.

the empty house lacks warmth and all she feels is the cold air when he pulled opened the door and stormed out of her life.

it wasn't supposed to be like this. it was never like this.

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two years ago.

he held up two fingers and made a peace sign. it was a nice day in the month of february. he dragged her out of the house, insisting that they should hang out more often.

snapping a picture of him, she grinned at him, giving him a nod so he could stop posing. smiling widely at her, he dropped his hand and walked towards her, linking their arms.

"Taehyung," she would call him as she dragged him into the nearest ice cream store. whatever the weather was, she loved to get some ice cream. she loved how it cooled her down on a hot day and brings a slight adrenaline as she tries to swallow a bite of it on a cold day.

as they sat in the booth, she happily shoved spoonfuls of her favourite ice cream into her mouth. smiling contently at taehyung who was just sitting directly opposite her. quickly, he snapped a photo of her with the spoon hanging in her mouth. her eyes formed crescents as she tried to pose for the camera.

and just like taehyung, she posed with a peace sign. the most simple pose she could think of at the moment.

as they walked hand in hand home, his lips would find her cheek once in awhile but he would refuse to make eye contact with her, making her extremely embarrassed and nervous.

when they stood outside their shared house, she whined about how it was already two am in the morning and that they should already be in bed by then. before she could turn the key that she had slotted into the lock just a few seconds before, his hand rested on hers.

"Taehyung, is there something wrong? You have been acting weird since our way back." Pulling his hand back, he nervously scratched the back of his neck as he confessed his love to her for the very first time.

even though she was shocked, she was happy to say the least. her eyes grew wide as she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tight, confessing her love for him as well.

since then, she felt as if nothing could destroy her world as long as he was by her side.

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two months ago.

she threw two plates at his feet as he jumped, successfully escaping them. she screamed at him for never keeping his promises. how they would spend that special day off he had together. how they were supposed to catch up on the movies they wanted to catch in the cinema due to his schedule.

he yelled back about how she didn't keep her promises as well. he yelled about how she would end up being too lazy to go over to the company when she first told him he would. how she would end up telling him to catch a ride with the other boys just because she was tired.

more words, more accusations, more hurt feelings. when was it going to stop?

suddenly, they made the unforgettable mistake.

"I hate you."

he was sick of it.

she was sick of it.

they were sick of it.

as the clock in the background struck two, they stood two meters apart from each other, with him close to the front door, ready to leave.

"there's only two solutions. two words each. make up or break up.

you choose." she spat out. her hair was coming out of her hair tie, falling over her shoulders loosely from all the tugging. his was messed up by the number of times he had run his hand through it with frustration.

with two steps, with two breaths, he was out of the door, leaving two hearts broken.

at that day, she hated the number "two" as much as she used to love it.

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now.

she sits in the empty home, staring at the vacant chair opposite her. they never had guests, they never needed more than two.

when she opens her utensils drawer, all she sees are two sets of everything because, they never needed more than two.

when she gets ready in the morning, two toothbrushes placed nicely in the toothbrush holder. one for him, one for her, they never needed more than two.

now, two sets of everything just seems extra. there was no one else in the house needing the other set.

the extra chair stayed there collecting dust since no one sat in it.

the extra set of utensils never washed because no one was using it since its last wash.

the extra toothbrush was dry because there as no one there to use it every morning, every night or after every meal.

her two hands were pressed against her face as she cried. again and again.

she still loved him after two months.

oh, how she wished she knew his heart still belongs to her like how hers belongs to his. how two of their hearts could beat in sync like the two lovers they were.

like how one shoe needs the other to be a pair,

like how a hand needs another to clap,

like how a child needs a parent,

she needed him. she needed him to need her.

because, it's only the two of them together when both of their worlds will be complete.

as the tears flow down both of her cheeks, she hoped he knew that her heart was broken into two, waiting for him to piece it back together as one of the two pieces was still with him.

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"two years ago, we said our "i love you"s, two months ago, we yelled our last "i hate you"s and parted ways."