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“You don't even act like you care about me! I do so much for you, and you don't do anything! Name the last time you did something just to make me happy, not to fulfill your own selfish desires!”
“Oh, so I'm the selfish one now? If I'm so selfish, if I really don't make you happy, then go! Get out of here! I don't wanna deal with you bratty fucking attitude anymore!”
“...You-you don't really mean that, do you..? I-”
“Get out of my sight.”
Tears welled in Two's eyes, but they turned away quick enough that Four didn't see. They were done. So done. Done with putting up with his suffocating apathy, done with how he would snap at them and apologize an hour later, done with wasting all this energy on him when he won't even be near them in front of anyone else because of his stupid fucking pride.
So they walked out, not even slamming the hotel room door behind them. They somehow managed to keep their composure until they got back to their own room, but the second they entered it everything cracked.
Their vision blurred with tears as they sank down against the closed door.
No, no, no! They shouldn't be crying over this, he didn't even treat them well most of the time! Why…why did they still miss him the second he wasn’t there?
A few bitter laughs escaped them as they pulled their knees up to their chest. All of this was so fucking stupid. In about an hour, Four would come knocking at their door. He would say something like “I'm so sorry, I never should've said any of that, I love you so much, please forgive me.” Then, they would forgive him and fall asleep wrapped in his arms as he whispered how he loved them and they were too good for him and he could never do anything to deserve them.
Maybe his words were genuine, maybe he really was sorry, it didnt make a difference. Eventually, the moment would wear off and he would go back to his usual apathetic and egotistical self.
Two didn't know how long they sat there, but eventually the tears stopped. They still felt that dull ache inside of them, the one they somehow always felt when he was mad at them, as if they believed all the words he had said regardless of if he meant them.
Selfish. Bratty.
They repeated over and over in their head as they sat on the floor, the tension slowly leaving their body.
They couldn't do this anymore. This time, they would do something different to break the ruthless cycle both them and Four found themselves trapped in.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Two? You in there?”
They considered for a moment just staying silent and making him think they weren't even there, but decided against it.
“...what do you want, Four?”
They finally managed to choke out. The words were a bit sharper than they'd intended, but it didn't really matter at the moment. Let him hear the emotion in their voice, let him feel bad.
“Can I come in? Please…? I know i was a bit…harsh earlier, but-”
They cut him off by opening the door. Not to let him in, no, just so they could talk to his face.
“No. You can't come in.”
It was obvious they had been crying, their eyes red and puffy and their makeup slightly running, but they didn't care at this point.
He seemed…too calm. Too emotionless. The only thing they could pick up from his expression was a slight wince every here and there. He changed clothes, too. Whatever, they didn't care. Well, they did, but they weren't about to give in, let him in, and let the same thing happen over and over.
“You said you wanted me out of your sight, then you come crawling right back just like every time.”
“I-”
“No. I dont wanna hear your excuses this time. I'm sick of it. I just…need some space. If you really do care about me, then you'll give me that.”
A moment of silence passed between them, Four's eyes widening in surprise.
“...okay then.”
They shut the door almost immediately, not wanting to see at the bewildered look on his face anymore.
They didn't feel accomplished, they didn't feel better, they still could feel the pain inside their body that always seemed to come side by side with his absence.
Maybe they would just have to get used to it.