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"Seokjin we have to end this." Taehyung's deep voice broke the silence of the living room.
Seokjin looked up from his book he was reading, he removed his glasses. "What do you mean?" He noticed the blonde haired had suitcases, looking as if he was ready to leave to a vacation. "What are those suitcases for?"
Taehyung sat down on the couch, "I've run out of love for you, this won't work anymore." He shook his head.
"Taehyung do you understand what you're telling me?" Seokjin questioned, a lump forming in his throat. He had seen these types of things happen to relationships on movies, books, songs, but never had he thought it would happen to him.
"I know exactly what I'm saying, understand me Seokjin." Taehyung blankly stated.
"Understand how I'm feeling!" Seokjin yelled, his vision becoming blurry due to the tears forming."Don't you know how I'm feeling when you state this all of a sudden?" He stood infront of the blonde haired. "My heart is in pain right now."
"Seokjin-"
"What did I do wrong? What did I do for you to stop loving me? Do you have an affair?" The brown haired looked straight at Taehyung's dark brown eyes. Without him realizing it, tears were rolling down his face.
Taehyung's heart softened "Please don't cry, don't blame yourself." He wiped Seokjin's tears from his face. "Please don't."
"How do you expect me to not cry?"
Taehyung wrapped his arms around the older. He closed his eyes, "Seokjin you didn't do anything. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me."
Seokjin pulled away from the hug, "Then why are you leaving me."
No response.
"Taehyung are you leaving?"
"Yes." The other muttered out, barely able to hear what he said. Taehyung took hold for his suitcase, and opened the door of the apartment.
"Please move on, forgive me." Those were the last things Taehyung said before he closed the door.
And there stayed Seokjin, standing in the empty living room, sniffling. "Taehyung why are you doing this to me?" He cried out loud, as he fell on his knees, sobbing, tears falling down his cheeks, and some running down his chin as well.
How could Taehyung be so cruel? Seokjin's head was filled with questions that could not be answered. He looked at a framed photo hanging on the wall. It was of him with Taehyung, Seokjin had forgotten where it was taken, but both were smiling.
"I love you."
The words came out shaky, in a hurt tone from his lips. They echoed in the the living room - where both had created many happy memories.