rent | taegyu

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a/n: fasten ur seatbelts kids, it's gonna be a bumpy ride; u thought this story was painful to read before? well it only goes downhill from here

if u make it to the end without ripping out ur retinas then i commend you. im not even exaggerating, just wait and see buckaroos 🤡🤡
good luck brave soldiers

vOTE or oli london will go after jimin and lock him in his basement😤

p.s. im sorry if this doesn't meet ur expectations TT im not a fan of writing angsty stuff so it might feel rushed or weird im sorry ,, im not super happy💀 ok ill stop with the self-deprecation now—

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The door into the living room opened suddenly; Yeonjun swung his head around to check on them both.
"What the hell is going on...? Are you fighting...?" He asked.

Beomgyu felt an sharp knot in the pit of his stomach.
Loved him...back? 'Back'...?!
No matter how many times he repeated Taehyun's words in his mind, he just couldn't comprehend them.

—Taehyun turned away, shielding his face with his sleeve to hide his tears. He couldn't bear being in this situation a moment longer.

Yeonjun's expression only grew more and more concerned.
"Seriously, what happened—?!"

"I-It's nothing-!" Taehyun snapped, fighting back the crash of emotions that were desperately trying to flood out. "I-I was just leaving."

In a hurry, he pushed past Yeonjun, rushing back through the living room towards the way out.
—The eventual slamming of the front door echoed down the hallway, followed by some confused muttering from Kai and Soobin next door.

Beomgyu's head was spinning, like he might throw up.
Taehyun was gone...
He'd destroyed everything.
Why had he said all that shit to him when none of it was true—?!

Yeonjun continued to look at him with confusion — frustrated that he wasn't being told anything.
"Well—??"

"I-I don't know-!" Beomgyu lashed out, panicking. "I fucked e-everything up...I need to go after him—"

—Yeonjun quickly held his arm out, blocking the doorway so Beomgyu couldn't get past.

"...I don't think that's a good idea, Beom," He objected. "...Trust me; he wouldn't have run off if he wanted to be around you...so leave him alone, yeah?"

Beomgyu stared at him.

...Choi Yeonjun...the guy he was supposed to be in love with...yet his heart felt nothing short of empty when he spoke to him.

"Sorry Yeonjun..." He began, grabbing Yeonjun's arm and moving it out of his way. "But my love-life really isn't any of your business."

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Taehyun knew he should never have let himself fall for that jackass.
It was his own fucking fault - he'd brought this upon himself.

But damn, that idiot...That skinny blonde shitbag-!

"F-fuck..." He cursed, stumbling down the pavement pathetically.