𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲

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the days went by but now it was yoongi who wasn't getting a response.
taehyung didn't even read the message yet.
maybe he's mad at me... or he's too disappointed that he doesn't wanna text with me anymore... or what if he's mad AND disappointed AND sad?! great job, yoongi! another precious human being that probably hates you now! ahh i hate my life.
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it was one of those beautiful saturdays. the sun was shining, a few clouds in the deep blue sky with a pleasant, warm breeze. but this time neither yoongi nor taehyung sat outside on their balconies and enjoyed the weather. yoongi was too depressed to do anything and taehyung, well... taehyung wasn't even home.
he visited his grandmother at her farm for two weeks. and one week was already over. it was so lovely in the countryside. the memories hit taehyung like a flash. how he used to help his grandparents with farming. he still could taste the flavor of the home-made hamburgers. the only problem was: there was no wifi.
that means he couldn't text yoongi which made him really sad.
taehyung was worried he could think he doesn't wanna be friends with him anymore. but by the time he'll be back he'd immediately text yoongi.