Sometimes the most special things should just remain secret. If it doesn't then anything and anyone could try to tear it apart and take it away.
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"I trusted you!" Hoseok raises his voice. Anger is evident in his eyes, his rage nearly coming off visibly as smoke.
His eye contact remains strong and fierce when he looks into the chocolate orbs of the woman he believed was the love of his life.
As they look into each other's eyes, it seems as if time is frozen and it's only them two in the room.
The air feels heavy and thick in both their lungs feeling like it's suffocating them as neither speak a word.
Tears fumble in Seyeon's eyes, threatening to fall shamelessly down her cheeks.
Hoseok barely sees her face, the salty liquid in his eyes blinds his vision but he stares as if he can still see every detain and feature on her face perfectly.
He blinks, releasing the tear and allows it to stream down his face. It helps him see more clearly and he sees Seyeon in the same state that he's in.
They both feel the urge to lean in and wipe the tears of each other's face and say that every thing will be okay and everything will be fine...
But no
They don't do it.
Seyeon tries to defeat the force pushing down her will to speak as she croaks out a nearly silent "Hobi." He doesn't say anything and just shakes his head 'no' to what ever she was trying to say. "Hobi, I-"
"Don't" He says, breaking eye contact and begins to look at the wall. "I don't wanna hear it."
"Just listen to me-" Seyeon tries again.
"No. I'm done listening to your bullshit!" He snaps. "You know what i've been through and yet you still do stuff like this."
"I didn't do anything!" Seyeon states, stretching an arm out and grabbing Hoseok's hand.
"Since you didn't have the guts to break it off and get rid of me, i'll do it for you."
Now Seyeon started shaking her head.
"No." Her grip unconsciously gets tighter on his hand. "No, Hobi-"
"It's over." He says, "I'm done with you."
He pulls his hand out of her grip and walks away toward the door. Seyeon watches as he walks out of the room, slamming the door shut.
The eyes of Taehyung and Jimin shifts to Seyeon, full of pity. They open their mouths to say something but before their words could break through the air to comfort her, she turns her attention to Namjoon, acknowledging his presence in the room.
Without any type of hesitation, she lifts her hand and strikes the tall man across his cheek with the most powerful smack she could muster. "You're an asshole." Is the last thing she says before walking away, heading toward the door.
"I know baby." He speaks up as she left the room.
Taehyung and Jimin glare at Namjoon before following after their best friend.
Namjoon releases a little chuckle, a proud smile creeping on his face, exposing his wicked dimples.
He rubs the side of his face where the smack was landed across his face. He looks into the large practice mirror, seeing his tanned skin turn red.
"Feisty." He says.
"I've always liked that about you." He finishes, walking away from the mirror, striding confidently through the door.
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