[three]

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taehyung got dressed, pulling a black tee-shirt over his head, trying to smoothen the creases out, and then pulled his black ripped jeans on. as he walked out of his room and past jimin and yoongi's which they shared, to style his hair at the dining table where he usually did, he heard muted talking and whispers.

"should we tell him today?"

"we should. that way, he can find a new housemate, fast."

"when are we moving out again?"

"in three weeks."

"so that gives him three weeks to find a new housie?"

"yes- and jimin what the fuck is a housie? it doesn't work-"

taehyung burst into their room.

"you're are moving out?" taehyung asked coldly, a little- no, very upset that he would have to live without them.

"yeah- about that. taehyung, we're gonna move into that apartment we were looking at the other day."

"oh?"

"yeah."

"we could help you find another housemate thou-"

"but why-don't you guys want to live with me anymore?"

"its not that taehyung, jimin and i, we just need a little more- privacy?"

"-oh, cut it out yoongi, just fucking tell him already- we want to fuck. alright?"

yoongi chokes.

taehyung stared at jimin, eyes wide with surprise at jimin's straight-forwardness. silence endowed on them, the pair staring unblinkingly at taehyung and taehyung doing the same.

"don't be hurt, taehyung. it's not like-"

taehyung fell to the floor, clutching his stomach, cringing and wheezing and laughing- all at the same time. t'was not a pretty sight.

"oh god, i literally can't imagine- oh god, oh god," taehyung said, eyes watering as he choked, laughing way too hard.

the room was suddenly filled with thunderous laughter, its previous gloominess fading.

taehyung walked out the door, returning back to his unfinished business of styling his hair. as jimin and yoongi's door shut and its lock turned with a resounding "click", taehyung thought- "god. i'm gonna miss them."

taehyung sat down at the dining table, pulling the small mirror and the box filled with all his hair styling supplies towards him. he placed a small amount of hair wax on his fingertips, rubbed his hands together, then ran his fingers through his hair, creating a messy look.

as he stared at his hair in the mirror, and then at himself, he wondered- "what do i actually identify as?"

taehyung knew he was never straight. but he also hated the idea, or even the mere thought, that he could be a little, just a little, gay.

he liked men. and everyone around him was okay with it. everyone, with one exception. his elder brother, taeun, who was his family, his only family.

his parents had a terrible relationship, in which his father had cheated on taehyung's mother, who didn't feel like she was good enough to take care of them both, and eventually left taehyung in the care of taeun, his elder brother who was six years older than him. the two had a brother-relationship siblings would sell each other for; they loved each other to death.

taehyung sat there, his hands still in his hair, and his elbows on the table. he hated that he felt that way. he wanted to be straight, so that he could gush about his crushes to his brother, and bring "the one" back to visit him. it felt horrible, really, not being able to talk about his love life with his brother.

what hurt more, was that he was so sure that he was bi- or maybe even pansexual, but yet, he just couldn't accept it himself.

he understood that when questioning oneself, there was bound to be some trouble with acceptance. and it was normal; it was all part and parcel of coming to terms with oneself.

taehyung's alarm rang.

8:25pm;
gtfo you're gonna be late.

"fuck."

taehyung's hair was now incredibly messy, messier than taehyung would've liked it to be in the first place.

taehyung groaned, attempting to smoothen his hair back a little before sliding his gray beanie he never planned to wear over his head, then pulling out random strands over his forehead and twisting them in certain angles.

he glanced at his phone while putting on his shoes, thinking; "well, looks like im taking a taxi."

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a/n: hey y'all haha this chapter means so much to me :") i hope you understand what i mean by that lol!!

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