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Fake Love ✨

Yoongi kept looking at the scene in front of him with a pang of pain. Anybody could see that pain in his eyes. Something stabbing right in his heart, tearing it open. Nobody dared say anything, the thickness in the air increasing to the extent it felt like choking.

The man in the other car stopped her by holding her hand when she was about to leave and she sat back in her place. The man kept looking at her for some moments and then his eyes turned into soft gaze as he started speaking to her about something. She didn't respond verbally but nodded her head time to time to let him know that she was listening to him.

And he held that loving gaze, talking with his one hand, the other hand still placed on her hand. What hurt Yoongi more was that she didn't seem bother by it. The man would stop talking in the middle of the sentence and would look at her with subtle smile and she'd return the smile.

Then he stopped talking suddenly when she bursted into tears.He panicked for a moment before leaning to her side a little, taking her both hands in his hand and cupping her face in other hand.

She leaned into his touch and Yoongi placed his hand on the chest hoping it'd lessen the pain.

Gently caressing the skin, her tears were wiped off with the pad of thumb. Even after that his hand didn't leave her face, it kept brushing against her skin. She stopped crying and he softly patted her head saying something to which she nodded yet again.

He turned to back seat and grabbed a umbrella, left the car and came towards her side to open the door. She came out of the car and followed him to the door. Now that she was out of sight everybody in the other car looked back and forth at the door and Yoongi.

Jungkook seemed to recover the shock earlier than others as he cleared his throat and said that they should leave as it was getting late to which everybody came out of trance except that one person who still had a hand placed on his left side of the chest right where his heart was supposed to be.

Everybody looked at him but no response came, his hand tightly grabbing the fabric of his jeans, turning his knuckles white.

Hoseok signalled the youngest to start driving and everybody else remained quiet till they reached the dorm. One by one they exited the car and then Jim waited for Yoongi to come out.

A nonchalant and somewhat collected Yoongi came out and walked lazily towards his room. No one said anything. It didn't seem right to say something at the moment so they let him be.

Yoongi entered in his room, lied down on his bed and closed his eyes pretending he was asleep. But who was he kidding with. Nothing came to his mind except the scene that unveiled in front of him. Some tears escaped silently getting absorbed in his pillow. He didn't dare open his eyes and let his eyes shed the tear that he held back the whole time.

"Was it all a lie? But we just went on date once. But I like her so much. Was I not enough? What he has that I don't?" He kept questioning himself, sometimes defending her, leaving his mind wander wherever it wanted.

Then he stood up and checked the time. It was 4 am in the morning. He left for his studio when nothing else came to his mind. He tried to think about something else but the thought came bugging him throughout the drive to his studio.

Next day one by one everybody came to his studio with some lame excuse to check on him. Jungkook saying that he misplaced his guitar somewhere, Jimin coming and saying that he needed to reduce his confidence. Namjoon kept looking for his "missing notes". Hoseok came in and kept saying that his studio needs some sunshine. Taehyung just sprawled himself on sofa saying he was tired and wanted to sleep and Jin came with a whole ass meal box scolding him for not having breakfast.

They all cared for him but it didn't take away the fact the he was still down.

After all the commotion, Yoongi indulge himself in the work. His attention was diverted when his phone rang. He saw the number and his heart clenched at the name on the screen.

He ignored the feeling and picked the phone saying hello in his groggy voice because he hadn't used it for hours.

"Are you back?"A shaky and breathy voice said. He could tell right away that she had been crying and that hurt. It hurt more knowing that someone was there with her to console her and that someone wasn't him.

"Yeah I'm." Yoongi replied trying not to sound like he was dying of pain. His voice cracked a little at the end of the short sentence.

"I couldn't call...." She was interrupted in the middle of the sentence by him.

"I've to go right now. We'll talk later. Bye."
He blurted out in one breath and ended the call breathing heavily. He wasn't ready for it. He would've said something that he'd regret later. So it was better if he avoided her for now.

Hannah sat there after the call ended with no expression. Then she reasoned that he might be busy. But it didn't seem right to her, something was off but didn't know what.

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