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I don't want to talk about it, what you did to me.
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Taehyung wakes to the loud sound of banging on his front door. The sun is streaming in long warm beams through the crack in his living room window and as he rolls off the couch, he guesses it must be 9 or 10 in the morning.
“Hello? Sir!”
He flings the door open, staring daggers at the… Firefighter.
“Sir we received a report of smoke coming from your back yard, everything okay?”
Taehyung’s face drops, and he scrambles to pull his robe closer around him. “Oh, oh, sorry… um,” he runs a nervous hand through his hair. “Yeah. Yeah it’s all good.” He flashes a reassuring smile at the fireman who’s giving him a critical look.
“Well,” He glances down at his feet and tries retreating back inside. “If that’s all—”
“Sorry sir, what was causing the smoke?”
Taehyung freezes. Freezes cause how… how do you explain…?
And then it hits him. Hits him all over again the fucking phone call the fucking fire the… Everything.
He stands there for a solid minute staring into space before he just breaks down.