"Look at me," he began, his voice cracking in the process. "Look at me dammit!"
The tears had already spilled but fortunately, they weren't visible to him. Shaking uncontrollably, his arms were spread.
"Serre-moi dans tes bras très fort, à me fair...
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Hoseok stomped around the room, throwing his neatly folded clothing into the suitcase. The sound of his phone going off had no effect on him, it was as if everything surrounding him had been blurred and it was just him and his annoying thoughts.
He knew Jeon Jungkook and him had been friends a while back. In fact, they were all apart of a group. A group that included four crazy guys and yeah they did do things that friends probably wouldn't do but they were still friends.
It had just been the three of them now and Hoseok had believed that they were supposed to stick together till the end. So why was Jungkook so against that? He just couldn't understand.
His thoughts were pushed away when the door flew open to reveal a very disappointed looking Taehyung.
Immediately, he asked. "What're you doing here?"
Taehyung had no words for him, he went straight for the suitcase, flipping it upside down and dumping all of the clothes on the ground. Hoseok's eyes widened at his old lover. "Tae, what the hell?"
"Stop this," He began, throwing the suitcase to the side. "Stop what you're doing and just go back and try to talk to him. You can make him want to be your friend again, I know you-"
Hoseok scoffed, "I'm over it. I didn't do anything to him and he hates me like I broke his heart or something."
Taehyung had been desperate at this point. Though he didn't want to admit it, he was struggling. With reuniting with Jin hyung and this whole scandal that has so many people up his ass, he needed his friends. No matter what, he couldn't let either of them leave because of this silly situation.
"Then we have to solve it. When did this whole thing start?" Tae asked, watching Hoseok sigh and plop down on the bed.
"I'm honestly too annoyed to even figure it out." Hoseok told him but the younger kept on going, clearly not letting this go.
He began pacing around the room. "Before or after Jimin?"
"After of course. With Jimin, everything was great and we were all inseparable."
Taehyung continued, "Maybe it has to do with Jimin's..."Hoseok gulped, already wanting to push that back. Jimin was a topic that the three of them had a hard time talking about so he wondered why Taehyung was even able to bring that up. He knew for a fact though that after Jimin, they all became closer than ever for a short time.
"I don't think it has anything to do with him," Hoseok told him.
The two continued to ponder about the situation, wondering where and how everything went wrong between the two boys. After Jimin, they were all still so close, Tae had been fooling around a lot with other people and he even started getting closer to Hoseok at that time, romantically and sexually.
It was then Taehyung halted and snapped his head towards Hoseok. "Wait a minute, do you think it has something to do with...us?"
Hoseok raised a brow. "What do you me-"
The sound of a door shutting startled the both of them. They both turned to look at one another and they both knew it had to have been Jungkook.
Hoseok stood up, already feeling furious again about the situation and began packing again.
Jin had been sitting outside his apartment, downing his vanilla coke. The sun was just settling down and the sight of it all had been unforgettable, it was one of the reasons he loved living in France.
Watching the sun go down had cleared his mind completely from any negativity. Though for some reason, the thought of Kim Taehyung had remained. He still had so much to say to him but what he had witnessed yesterday, watching him go crazy over his best friends.
It had been so obvious what was going on between all three of them, simply because he was there when it had all folded down. The three of them were completely clueless though, having no idea that there were so many secrets and kept feelings.
When he saw Taehyung walking up the stairs to his apartment, he immediately stood up and tried going to his apartment as quietly as possible but it had been no use.
"Hyung?"
Seokjin mentally groaned before slowly turning around to face the younger. He had looked stressed up, his hair in all sorts from probably tugging on it. He remembered that being a habit of Taehyung's.
"Let's talk now," Taehyung stated, as he continued to walk up the stairs. The closer he had gotten, the more Seokjin had become nervous. He hated it.
"Um you seem pretty tired, we'll-"
"Please..." Taehyung interjected, finally meeting up with the elder. He didn't notice their close proximity as he just wanted the presence of his hyung. He stared into his brown eyes. "Let's talk."
