" He remained in the same spot on the floor waiting until Hoseok came back but he didn't."
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Taehyung did not rest the other night after Hoseok just receded in an abrupt manner. He continued tossing and turning on the couch, stared at the ceiling as if he was begging for it to fall down and crush him to his death, And lastly he had repeated flickering thoughts of suicide while he waited for Hoseok to come back home. Taehyung often stood up trembling from the cold that was left for him ever since Hoseok left. He picked up the sharpest kitchen knife and firmly pressed it against his pale wrist but never gained any confidence to create another new cut. Tehyung's shaking hand drops the knife where it clatters before he covered his crying face meanwhile his other hand searched and gripped the necklace Hoseok bought him when he found it. " I'm sorry I hurt you." Taehyung tells Hoseok with his heart banging inside his chest. " I'm sorry I lied, I'm sorry." He raises his voice but when he opened his eyes, Hoseok wasn't there to listen.
By morning Taehyung hadn't slept and he hadn't made it to kill himself either. He continues his normal morning routine before dressing himself in his school uniform, he did this despite being emotionally and physically tired and broken. With no energy left Taehyung exited the dorm while secretly hoping to run into Hoseok or that a car would just run him over. Another thought that just wouldn't leave his head even since last night, was the whereabouts of Hoseok. Was he fine? Has he eaten? Is he safe? Would he...ever see him again? Be his friend again?. Taehyung thought of this while sauntering over to school.
Arriving to school all alone without Hoseok has made Taehyung feel foreign. Misplaced And un-welcomed is all that he felt on his experience walking inside alone. The younger male arrived to his classroom, eyes immediately prowling for Hoseok's presence but the older wasn't here. With a hopeless sigh Taehyung sat himself at his usual seat and commenced taking out his school materials. As students continued arriving inside the classroom, Taehyung would stare hoping that one of them is Hoseok until ultimately Hoseok did finally arrive. To Taehyung it was heaven to see the one he loves finally show up and thanks to that his lips twitched into a smile of relief. But it hadn't even been a minute yet when Taehyung frowns when Hoseok icy glare impaled him. It's as if Taehyung became rejected without opening his mouth to defend and explain himself. That glare alone debilitated him but that didn't stop Taehyung who is trembling, to head all the way and stand in front of Hoseok's desk.
The older male stares ahead at the board with a vexed look and pursed lips. " H-Hyung...." Taehyung spoke first.
" Don't talk to me." Hoseok interjects.
"Please, You have to let me explain."
" I don't have to do anything for you. You and me are going to go to the main office to change our dorms and after that I don't ever want to see your face again." Hoseok trembles as he spoke and he appeared as if nothing in the world would change his mind.
" N-no Hyung you can't do this! What I did to you....I swear I didn't mean it! I was planning on telling you-" Taehyung held hoseok by the arm but his hand was swung away by an irritated and aggressive Hoseok. " Y-you're important to me." Taehyung whispers however the other male didn't even look his way.
' Look at me." Taehyung wanted to say out loud but his mouth was clogged.
" Kim Taehyung please sit at your rightful place. Class is in session." The teacher had just entered the room while fixing his tie and had a tired smile. Taehyung felt his heart break a little more as he looks at his teacher and back to Hoseok. In the end Taehyung reluctantly obeyed and went back to his seating.
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FanfictionJung Hoseok is a talented wealthy guy who attends a private school. He got everything everyone wants except one thing. Friendship. He needs a friend who won't care about his riches since all of his friends only care about materialistic things. But...