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Y/N's POV
You push the door open stumbling through it with the heavy garbage bag.
You place it on the ground letting the building door shut behind you, you wipe your forehead.
The last few days were calm or what was the closest to calm anyway.
Back at work you didn't see Taehyung again and at first you were relieved but couldn't help but feel a little worried. Did he stop coming because of you and even if so why did that thought bother you?
You didn't owe him anything and if someone had to be uncomfortable then it had to be you not him.
The other boys treated you like everything was normal, it itched you to ask them if they had heard from him but you decided not to
They obviously knew where he was, they were his closest friends and they all looked normal, as if nothing had happened so it was clear that he was okay as well and it was none of your business anyway.
It just irked you that everyone was acting like all hell didn't break loose that night when in a sense for you it did.
It could be just you over exaggerating what happened but none of that was normal and even though you wanted nothing to do with Kim Taehyung anymore didn't mean all the memories you had involving him just disappeared.
You feared those memories would be gone when you stopped seeing him show up at the bar, that he was a figure of your imagination and that none of what occurred had happened but each time the door opens and his friends stride in, you hold your breathe, anticipating...
He never showed up and yet the memory of him has been imprinted in your head and if he could so easily erase you from his then you needed to find a way to erase him from yours.
Mark had taken a week off due to his exams and you felt quite relieved not because you didn't want to see him but because maybe this distance will help him calm down as you figure out what to say to him the next time you meet.
Mark was someone you cared about and you only hoped he would hear you out when the time comes, you didn't want to lose his friendship.
You bend down to make sure the garbage bag is perfectly tied up before regaining your posture.
Every Sunday was cleaning day for you and Rosé but because Rosé ditched you to spend the morning in bed with her Yoongi so you had no choice but to get things done on your own and Lisa never did chores so she was still sleeping in your bed.
You grab hold of the bag and stumble your way towards the public garbage when you notice someone standing there leaning casually against the wall of the building, he has his phone to his ear as if calling someone.
