[Male Reader] Four years ago they met, and on their anniversary hurtful actions leaves them both alone. one half is hating himself for what he did, and the other is lying in a hospital bed.
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"I thought that you loved me, but I guess that I was wrong. I don't fucking understand it Hoseok. I did everything for you. I helped get you where you are now! I fucking payed for all of this shit so you could pursue your career. What did I do wrong to make you do that? To make you chat on me?" [your name] stood in the apartment doorway, his bag strapped across his shoulder. Quiet tears streamed down his cheek as he faked a smile. "See you around Hoseok. I hope that you're happy." He chuckled, and then walked out of the door.
He had returned home from another hard day of work, just to find his boyfriend in bed with another man. He had assumed that this affair had been going on for a while. He had a hankering throughout the month, that his boyfriend had found another. He had gotten multiple excuses as to why their dates were canceled, but none of them seemed 100% true. He had looked through the schedule of his idol boyfriend just to see if what he had said was true, and even stooped down low enough to even converse with the brunette's band members. Not once had the practice sessions been true, but he still was too oblivious to see the hints of the affair.
He had thought that they had been happy together. They had been cohabitating with each other for two years now, and nothing seemed to be wrong with them. They went on the occasional date to the place where they had first met, but that was always it. They had stopped going on dates to normal places, and even began to stay far away from each other. [your name] had only put space between them both because he had been working hard on promoting his boyfriend's idol group, and he did not want the other man to know. He had planned the group's comeback down to the very last detail. Everything had went smoothly, and everything turned out. His work had led to nothing but hurt for him.
He stopped outside of the very restaurant that they had met at, and watched as the couples inside practically melted at their lovers touch. There had been a time where that had been him and his boyfriend, but not anymore. They were done, and he had to learn to accept it. He had been hurting far too much over the affair, especially since it was very obvious to a genius like himself. He had found the wrapper in the bathroom, and knew that something was going on with his boyfriend. [your name] always cleaned the bathroom trash out whenever he woke up, so seeing the small blue and purple wrapper let him know that something was up.
At first he had shrugged it off, but when he continued to find the wrappers hidden under small pieces of translucent toilet paper, it wasn't hard to figure out what was going on. It hurt him deeply that someone that he had cared for so much found him boring and just unworthy of time, but he had hidden it well. For the past couple of months he had faked a smile, never getting the slightest courage to ask his boyfriend where the wrappers were from. The part that hurt the most, was when he had caught the other man in the act. He had never thought that it was true, but seeing the actions take place was an eye opener for him.
