It has been two days ever since that horrible day.

Taehyung skipped school the day after, but decided he had to go today because of an exam in Spanish he wished he could have studied more for, although, on second thought, he didn't care.

He wasn't going to try to show Jeongguk that he is better off without him any longer, because it simply wasn't the truth. Also, he had shown Jeongguk his tears and gave the ravenette enough evidences to come to the conclusion that Taehyung was definitely not doing better.

So why pretend and deny?

"Are you alright?" The sweet honey voice of his mother filled his ears as she handed him his lunchbox for the day.

"No.." He breathed out, his eyes swollen from the tiredness consuming him. He barely slept the last two nights.

Ms Kim's eyes softened. "Tae, you know Jeongguk better than anyone else, he isn't like that."

The blond looked up, a bitter scoff running over his lips. "That's what I thought too. But apparently that's exactly how he is like."

"He still cares for you."

Something inside of him twisted. "Don't say that, he doesn't..."

Hana mustered her son for a few seconds. "You know he does. You know he didn't change, you just don't want to get hurt again. Honey, Jeongguk has a reason why he did what he did and—

"A reason? Why can't he tell me then? Also why are you on his side? I'm your son! I'm the one who is hurting!" Taehyung's breath heaved again, the way it always did when he talked about this certain raven haired boy.

"You're maybe not the only one who is hurting."

Taehyung just looked at her, disappointed. "Are you implying he's hurting too?"

"Taehyung, you've seen him—

"If he's hurt, then why did he leave? I don't understand why you're taking his side!"

"I'm not taking anyone's side, Tae!"

Taehyung felt so wronged. "Then don't act like it. Also, have a nice day, I need to go." His chair screeching as he pushed himself away from the table, he grabbed his backpack, strapped it over his shoulder and left.

It wasn't even 8am yet and he already was done with this whole day.

So silently, he walked to school.

Or not so silently, as his own thoughts began confronting him loudly.

"He still cares for you,"

"As if," Taehyung silently scoffed to himself, his eyes following the tips of his shoes as they remotely settled on the stone floor of the side walk.

And out of nothing, the first conflict within himself arises.

Jeongguk had stopped him from banging his fists against the door when they realized they were stuck in the classroom. "You will hurt your hands," he had said, while his own hand held Taehyung's wrist.

"Doesn't mean anything," he thought to himself, not convinced.

Then what about that moment where Taehyung felt a little cold? Jeongguk had noticed it, told him about the blanket in the drawer of the teacher's desk and went to get it and even covered Taehyung with it.

Even with the blond's protest.

Taehyung bit his lip thinking about it, but then told himself that in a situation like this, when you're alone with someone in a room, something like this can possibly happen. There was no way out, so why let the other freeze, when he is your only company?

Taehyung hummed to himself, feeling like he had accomplished something by denying the obvious truth.

But as far as this satisfaction ran through him, it also ran out again. What about the umbrella? Jeongguk literally walked him home, even though he told him not to.

"I don't want you to catch a cold," he had said.

Taehyung's steps slowed down the more he thought about it.

Oh god, why is he suddenly feeling this way, WHY does he feel warmth, like dazzling fire shoot to his cheeks? Maybe, Jeongguk played nice yesterday, but for Taehyung it didn't really mean anything. It's probably just the after effect of being locked up together, even if it wasn't that tragic. I mean, thinking about it, Taehyung admitted to himself that during their time in that classroom, he was able to tolerate Jeongguk a little more than usually, so that's what must be the reason. The WHY.

Just a simple after effect.

Yeah, that's it.

Taehyung soon reached the campus and honestly, he wasn't in the mood to be here again, but he really needed to talk to Jimin. He needed someone who would listen to him and lets him talk out, someone who never would not be on his side and support his decision and opinions. Someone who doesn't react like his mother did and he knows Jimin's the only one. His best friend.

Taking a deep breath, Taehyung entered the school building, tiredly walking through the boring white floors, barely taking notice of the other students there.

He felt relieved when he spotted Jimin and he couldn't wait to— why was he standing there with Yoongi AND JEONGGUK?

Halting in his steps, his eyes settled on Jeongguk. The stomach drop inside of him made him feel like he was going to throw up, suddenly feeling so dizzy.

He should've been prepared to see Jeongguk, but he didn't know it would affect him like that.

Then he looked to Jimin, who was leaning against Yoongi's side, an arm of the older male wrapped around his waist.

So they're a thing?

Taehyung was about to feel offended that Jimin didn't tell him, but then remembered that he literally ignored all texts and calls he received the day before. Including Jimin's. He must have told him.

Still, it felt strange to see Jimin and Jeongguk in one frame like this. Taehyung was clearly not ready to have any kind of conversation with Jeongguk today— or maybe even for the next few years. Seeing that Yoongi's and Jimin's relationship was forcing them to maybe hang out in school made his tummy churn, the thought giving him goosebumps.

He can't. But he will, for Jimin. Maybe.

But still, not today though. That's why instead of walking up to them and say hi to Jimin, he turned around and already walked to class, sat down on his seat and waited for the next few minutes before the others would arrive.

And that didn't take that long, when Taehyung already heard the angelic voice of his best friend calling for him. "Tae!"

The blond looked up, when Jimin ran to him and tackled him in a hug. "Where were you yesterday, you didn't pick up my calls!"

Taehyung smiled guiltily and was about to answer, when right in that moment Jeongguk stepped into the room too and his eyes accidentally locked with his. Oh why did his eyes shift in that direction in that exact moment?!

Jeongguk was the first one to look away and Taehyung had hoped for any sign of Jeongguk that was in his house two days ago. But no, this Jeongguk just looked away and wordlessly walked to his place, pokerface on.

"I... didn't feel well," he responded to Jimin, finally being able to look away from the ravenette.

"I see that," Jimin marked, studying Taehyung's face. "I want you to talk to me, Tae. I know something's not right."

The younger was stunned to see Jimin not mentioning Yoongi at all until he was sure Taehyung was fine.

"It's just... can we maybe talk during lunch break?" Jimin nodded, of course he did and he felt relieved and happy to hear that Taehyung wants to talk to him.

"Yeah... also since you didn't pick up your phone. Yoongi and I are together now."

Taehyung smiled. "Congrats, Chim. I'm really happy for you." He was, really, and he felt bad for not being able to show Jimin. He just felt so weak that day, so next to the track instead of on it.

"We definitely need a talk," Jimin concluded by Taehyung's reaction and the younger couldn't say anything, but smile guiltily.