𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲

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why would he say he's not good for me, when i clearly told him that i'm happy when i text with him?, taehyung thought. he didn't understand yoongis actions.
he considered wether to text him again or not. would he reply? probably not. but until now he replied to every message, even though with a small delay.
after 20 minutes of debating, taehyung decided to text him. but not before he made himself a cup of tea!
10 minutes later, he sat down, with the cup of tea, of course.
he typed:

tae: hi yoongi-ah!

no. that sounds dumb.

tae: hello yoongi hyung.

no. too serious.

tae: hey yoongi hyung!

yea! that's good. and what now?

tae: hey yoongi hyung! i know you said you don't wanna text with me anymore but if it's really not my fault, why wouldn't you? 
i really miss talking to you. i don't really have anyone else.... i mean, i know we've barely known each other but even tho i feel like i know you for years. please just tell me the real reason...
~delivered~

i hope it doesn't sound too whiny, he thought while sending it.
he spent probably the next few hours on instagram in hope to get a respond but he kinda already knew he wouldn't get one.
and that's exactly how the next week looked like. after college taehyung wouldn't go out for a walk as usual. he'd rather scroll through his for-you-page in actual fear of missing the dm-notification that would pop up on his phone screen.
but it never happened.