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no messages.
no notifications.
absolutely nothing.

what the fuck is going on?

taehyung sat up on his bed and ran his hand through his hair frustrated. he hadn't heard back from jungkook in a few days and hes only been reading his messages. oblivious to real reason, he kept thinking that jungkook started to hate him and maybe that was why he was getting the silent treatment.

for some reason he missed the constant flirting and attention he got from jungkook.

taehyung's phone started to ring. quickly, he snatched his phone up and swiped the screen, not even bothering to look at the contact name.

"why haven't you been replying to my texts? are you mad at me?"

"babe what are you talking about? why would i be mad at you?"

taken aback, taehyung's cheeks flustered a light a pink before he then realized that the person across the line sounded nothing like jungkook. in fact the voice wasn't even male.

"amber?"

the voice across the line let out a little giggle, "who else?"

feeling somewhat disappointed, taehyung laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck out of habit.

"so who's ignoring you?"

"uhh, just a friend..."

"that's some friend you have there."

"ahaha...yeah..."

"who is it?"

"no one important"

"hmm if you say so baby"

cringing at the nicknames, taehyung laid back down in bed and let it a quiet sigh as the girl on the phone began to once again rant about her oh-so-interesting life.

"he keeps staring at me!"

"why don't you tell him to stop?"

"taehyung you don't understand, like it's seriously so creepy. he's always shirtless and he's somehow always knows where i am!"

"call the police."

"ugh taehyung can't you do something about it?"

"why? it seems like a lot of work."

"um because you're my boyfriend?"

"not officially" he mumbled.

"what?"

"nothing."

"hmph"

"anyways just don't wear clothes that reveal too much and don't make eye contact."

"hm okay."

a faint doorbell and shuffling could be heard from the other line, indicating that she was going to answer the door.

"babe my friend's here, i'll talk to you later okay? i love you."

humming in response, taehyung ended the call and threw his phone on the bed before getting up and going downstairs.

upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, he looked up at the sound of a cough and was met with a pair of brown eyes.

"took you long enough."