"This is weird," I break the silence that engulfed the nearly empty house. Madeline and Yoongi looked over at me and glared, clearly not happy I'd interrupted their very important silent argument.
"Can you two say anything?" I ask them. They still don't speak, just turn back to each other and resume glaring.
I didn't need to be in this situation, it was my fault I was here. I didn't have to volunteer to stay back while the others ran out to get payment for Madeline, but here I was.
My excuse?
I was going to watch over Taehyung.
But I hadn't seen him once, only sat on the couch and watched Yoongi and Madeline stare at each other, as if they were having some secret conversation. It pissed me off honestly.
"Well," I stand up, done with their games. "I'm going to go check on Taehyung." As much as I didnt want to face him, it seemed better to face that problem than to try and figure out a new one with Yoongi.
"Don't," Yoongi speaks for the first time. His eyes look pleading, as if he really didn't want me to go. Even though he'd been cold he was grateful I was here. He's probably afraid to be alone with her.
"No," Madeline shakes her head. "Go ahead Ara," she gives me a small smile. "Yoongi and I need to catch up."
I almost sit back down on impulse. I didn't want them alone. For some reason the thought of them together, hashing out whatever leftover feelings they had scared me. But I forced my legs to work and slowly made my way out of the room towards the infirmary.
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Yoongi's POV
I watch Ara walk out of the room with a heavy heart. She was the buffer between Madeline and I, with her here, she couldn't do anything. But now Ara was gone, and I wasn't sure whether I was more upset because Madeline could talk to me freely now or because maybe I actually wanted Ara here.
What.
"She's cute," Madeline brings me away from my thoughts. "You have a type," she chuckles darkly.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I grumble, not wanting to continue whatever conversation she thought we should have.
"You don't see it?" Madeline quirks an eyebrow at me. "The resemblance is uncanny," she scoffs.
"I don't like Ara," I grit my teeth together in annoyance.
"Ah," Madeline nods, as if understanding something. "You're at that stage, got it."
"What?" I narrow my eyes at her. I hated when she did this, played mind games with me.
"Denial," She shrugs. "You won't admit it, for whatever reason, but you do. Anyone with eyes could see it, except her of course. Always easy to see other people's feelings when they're not aimed at you."
"Can you cut the crap Madeline?" I snap at her, upset she was making me nervous. With all she was saying I began to sweat and become very uncomfortable.
She was just messing with me.
"Would yourather I talk about us?" She sighs. I visibly tense at that and she notices, chuckling slightly. "Still unable to talk about your feelings after five years, huh?"
"You have no right to judge," I glare at her. "If I was ever going to open up to anyone it would've been you, but you made sure I'd never do that with anyone ever again."
"Yes blame me," She glares back at me. "Don't blame your other demons, it was all me, Satan herself, the one who only wanted to protect you-"
"I didn't want to be protected I wanted to be with you," I cut her off.
"You almost died!" She exclaims.
"Almost!" I remind her, as if it'll make a difference.
"You're impossible, you always have been," She shakes her head. "Changing your mind is like trying to pull teeth."
"Yeah well then good thing we're not together anymore if we can't agree on anything," I huff, crossing my arms across my chest.
"Yeah, good thing," Madeline scoffs, doing the same. Silence engulfs us again and we avoid each other eyes. All you could hear was my fingers tapping on the side of my chair.
"I wanted to come back you know," Madeline breaks the silence. She looks at me right as I look at her, our eyes locked together. "The minute I left I regretted it."
"Don't say that," I shake my head, feeling my stomach turn. She was talking so casually, as if her words had no meaning.
"Why not?" She laughs quietly. "It's been five years, what difference does it make?"
"All the difference in the world," I stand up, walking over to her quickly and pulling her up from her seat. She gasps and looks at me wide eyed.
"What are you doing?" She whispers, eyes wide.
"Stop me," I mumble, looking deep into her eyes. I feel her heart beat pick up when I grab her waist and pull her against my chest. "Please," I beg, and I can see the sadness in her eyes too.
But we're too far gone.
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Ara's POV
"Just walk in," I shake my hands out in anticipation. "Just open the door and walk in," I tell myself.
I'd been standing outside of the infirmary for about fifteen minutes talking myself into actually going inside. All thoughts of whatever Yoongi and Madeline were doing were gone from my mind. A new, well old problem had taken hold of my mind.
"Just be like, hey Taehyung how you feeling? Your injuries, not your actual feelings-oh my god what is wrong with me!?" I whisper yell and stomp my foot in frustration.
"Hello?" A soft voice emits from inside. I curse under my breath for stomping, now I had to go inside. Taking a deep breath, I shakily reach out for the handle and push open the door.
Taehyung is sitting up in his bed, phone in hand, with some app open. His eyes are on me the second I come into view. He looked surprised to see me here, and honestly I was too, it wasn't really my plan.
"What are you doing here?" Taehyung asks me. There's a hint of hostility in his voice that hurts me a little. I understood why it was there but, it didn't make it hurt any less.
"I came to check on you," I cough, avoiding his eyes.
"You didn't leave with the others?" He asks confused.
"No, I stayed back, so Madeline and Yoongi wouldn't kill each other, or something like that," I scratch the back of my neck.
"Seems you and Yoongi would do that more than him and Madeline," Taehyung raises an eyebrow. "He's still in love with her."
I wince at his words but quickly recover, masking it by rolling my neck in a circle, pretending to have pain there. It seems to do the trick.
"Do you need anything?" I ask him, changing the subject. I dare to step closer to the bed and watch as he flinches; again sending another wave of pain and guilt through me.
"Could you get me some water?" He asks me quietly. I bite my lip and nod, feeling on the verge of tears with how this was going.
It was like we were strangers.
"Yeah," I take a step back, voice wavering slightly. "Of course." I turn on my heel towards the door.
"Ara," Taehyung's voice stops me from moving. Slowly, I turn back around and see the serious expression on his face. "You know I'm hurt," he says.
"I know," I say, already feeling the tears welling up in my eyes.
"But you know I love you," He says with conviction. I break into small sobs when he says this and his eyes soften. I couldnt hold it in anymore.
"Yeah I know," I try and control my tears. I sniffle and wipe my cheeks as he watches me silenlty. "That's what makes it even worse," I let out a tired laugh.
"It won't be like this forever," He assures me. I felt so helpless, so dumb. He should be the one more upset, and I knew he was but, he was so much better at hiding it. "We'll get through it," he nods.
"I love you," I cry softly, wiping the last of my tears.
"I know," Taehyung nods solemnly, eyes becoming watery as he looks at me. I know he's close to losing himself so I look away from his eyes, not wanting him to fall apart too. "This isn't the end," he says. I bite my lip and nod, hoping he was right.
With one last look I turn and head for the door, finally going to get his water. When I exit the infirmary I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out.
That was way more emotional than I thought it would be.
Shaking my body out I head back towards the main parts of the house. I stop suddenly when I hear voices from the living room.
Yoongi and Madeline.
Something in my gut told me to just keep walking and ignore them. It was like I knew if I stayed it would only be bad, and I should have listened to my gut.
I peered around the corner of the wall at exactly the moment when his lips met hers.
And one last tear escaped my eye.
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Yo writing that scene with Ara and Taehyung actually made me cry wow um
So Madeline and Yoongi, whatcha think about that huh?
Survey of who likes what ship at this moment:
Tara (Taehyung & Ara)
Jara (Jungkook & Ara)
Yara (Yoongi & Ara)
Sorry I can't come up with any others names for them, Ara starts with a vowel so putting that with any of their names sounds weird af, if you have any better ship names let me know
Thank you for 19k you are all angels I love you :)
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