Taehyung:

Look at him, so relaxed, while his girl is in pieces. He barely makes it through English class, almost snapping his pen, his focus entirely on Inho. In order to contain himself, he rushes out as soon as class is over and heads for the parking lot.

"Dude, slow down, I'm shorter than you, remember?" Jimin complains, hurrying to catch up. Taehyung pauses briefly and turns to look back at him, regretting it as he catches Inho's eye and he jogs over.

"." He says under his breath. Then to Inho, "Hi, what's up?"

"Have you heard anything from Y/N? We were supposed to meet up last night, but she never came home and then I waited for her this morning outside her class, but she never pitched. I'm really worried, she isn't even answering her phone."

Really worried? Gosh, this should major in acting.

"Oh yeah, she didn't come to class today."

"You spoke to her?"

"Well, would you be able to spend the night in bed with her and not say a word? Anyway, she had me up all night so when she fell asleep, I didn't want to wake her. She looked so sweet in my arms, you know?" Seeing his face, he adds with a wink, "Don't worry, I took really good care of her."

"What?" Inho asks, looking genuinely confused.

"Besides, its not like she even had any clothes to leave the house in."

"W-what happened to her clothes?"

"Oh, uh, I guess you could say they had an accident?" He chuckles, taunting Inho. "Gosh, she really wore me out." He says softly, stretching. "Anyway, I've got to fetch Jungkook, he's on East Campus today. See you around." He salutes with a lopsided grin as he turns his back on him and walks toward the car.

~

Y/N:

After doing the dishes at lunch and starting on something for dinner, you go back to the room with the bag of clothes Taehyung brought for you and take in the state as you open the door.

Hell, how did it get so untidy? Ugh, I'll clean up after I shower. You think, walking through the room into the en suite with the bag. After using the toilet, you start ing your shirt and then go back into the room, remembering to fetch a towel.

"."

"What the hell Y/N?" Inho says, gesturing to the room while taking in your appearance, looking you over multiple times.

"How did you get in here?" You ask.

"How did I get in here?" He scoffs. "That's not im-ing-portant. What the is going on? You refuse to sleep with me -your boyfriend- but here you are, hoeing around with Taehyung? And don't even think about spouting that at me. Not when there's a damned on the floor and you're wearing nothing but his shirt, looking freshly ing laid!" He shouts.

"Look, you don't even know what you're talking about, okay? And I'm really just so tired. Please leave."

"No! Tired from what? I demand an explanation. What am I to you? A joke? I'm supposed to be your boyfriend. Next week is our anniversary for God's sake! I've been loyal to you for all this ti–"

"Loyal! Really, you've been loyal?" He looks confused. "If you were so loyal, then what the hell did I walk into last night, huh? What the was that!?!"

"What?"

"My presentation ended about an hour early, and I came straight home so I could tell my 'boyfriend' how well it went and finally admit to him that I am head over heels in love with him! How do you think I felt when I came inside? Huh? How the do you think I felt?" You scream, hitting his chest.

"Y/N, I'm sorry." He whispers, reaching out for you, realising what you're talking about.

"Don't ing touch me!" You shout, turning away from him.

"It's only because you wouldn't do it. And it’s not like I slept around, I only did it with her."

Sharply, you turn back to him, your eyes wild. "Do you honestly think that makes it better? Why did it have to be her of all people? And by the way, don't try to put this all on me. Who was the one who told me that I should stick to my morals and principles, even if it’s difficult for us? Gosh, no wonder it seemed so easy for you -you could just walk into the next room and wham! Rid yourself of all your frustration!"

"But I'm in love with you. I did it for you, to make you happy. We can make this work. We've both made mistakes." he says, pointing at the rubber on the floor.

"You think I had with him? Taehyung is like my brother. In case you haven't realised, I bought those condoms for us!"

"For us? You were-"

"Yes. But that's over now."

"I'm really sorry. Please, we can make this work. You and me." He reaches out for you again.

"I told you, don't touch me! I don't want anything to do with you."

"But I love you."

"No you don't. If you loved me, if you cared for me even once, you would have been honest and told me that you couldn't keep it in your pants and ended things before I fell for you. How could the two of you even look at me?" You walk past him, out of the room and towards the front door as he follows, continually apologising.

"Please Y/N, don't ruin us."

"I'm not the one who did that." You say, opening the door. "Get out."

"Y/N..."

"Please leave. I don't want to see you."

"Okay, you're upset, I understand." He steps outside. "Take some time to think about us, okay?"

"I don't think you get it." You say, looking him straight in the eye, "I never want to see you again. Don't call me. Don't text me. Don't try to see me at college and don't ever come back here. Please. Leave me alone."

"But I lo-" You shut the door in his face and slump down against it, wanting to cry but unable to find the tears.