“You broke down? Near Taehyung’s house?” your best friend asked. You could imagine her face as she snickered. This was so not funny. You waited for her to finish and grimaced when she didn’t. “Can you pick me up or not?!” you yelled.
“Nope, I’m on my way to my parents’ house” she said. You groaned and kicked your tire. Stupid car. “Just call him. I’m sure that he’ll pick you up. He still has a heart… for you” she said, laughing at her little joke. Rather than responding you just hung up on her. If he had a heart for you, then why did he break up with you? You scrolled down to Taehyung’s name and stared at it. Ugh, you hadn’t talked to him since he dumped you. You didn’t want to sound like you needed him for anything… but you really needed him to pick you up.
You sucked in a deep breath and clicked the button to call him. When he picked up the phone, your nervousness kicked in fully. “___? Hello?” he said, waiting for you to say something.
“Uh, are you home?” you asked, biting your lip. You leaned against your car, pressing the phone close to your ear. “Yes. Are you okay?” he asked. The concern in his voice was irritating and alluring at the same time. “Actually, my car kind of broke down and no one else can-”
“Where are you?” he asked, cutting you off. You rattled off the street name and he said he would be on his way. Hanging up the phone was even more nerve-wracking than actually calling him. Your mind was wandering to how he would look. What would he say when he got here? You had never planned for a moment where you would have to see him again. It had been almost a month since you broke up.
You dove into your car to fix your hair, check your teeth, and look over your face. Of course you would want to look good enough when he got there. You also used the time to call a tow truck. By the time you were finished perfecting yourself and taking care of your car situation, Taehyung was pulling up to your car. He rolled his window down and smiled at you.
You gave him a small smile and got in the car. “Hey” you said awkwardly, buckling your seatbelt. He smiled at you and turned around before driving off. “You look good” he said, as if you were the best of friends. You answered him with a nod and he smiled again. Why is he so happy when you were going out of your mind?
The entire ride was filled with you playing with your fingers, awkward conversation, and unspoken words. He pulled up to his house and you suddenly felt horrible. He’d taken time out of his day to help you out and all you probably did was make him feel weird. You got out of the car and shut the door before following him to his front door.
“Thank you…for helping me out” you said, a sincere smile on your face. He seemed to stare at you for a bit before smiling back. He finished unlocking the door and allowed you to walk in before him. Just like old times, you took your seat on the couch and he sat next to you. Feeling the quiet atmosphere pick up again, Taehyung coughed and then sat back. “I’m not used to this feeling with you” he said suddenly.
“You are extremely uncomfortable around me. Do you hate me now?” he asked. It was almost as if he were aiming his words at you rather than just talking. It was like he was blaming you for feeling weird around him. “What do you expect? Am I supposed to act excited to see you?” you asked. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed.
“No, but it’s like you don’t know me at all; like I’m a stranger.”
“Taehyung, you dumped me almost a month ago without any explanation and I haven’t seen you since then” you said, aggression pouring from your words. He went quiet at your words and you folded your arms across your chest. You wished that your car would have never broken down. You wished that you had at least one friend that lived around here. You wished that you had never even gotten out of the bed this morning.
“Your friends told me what you said about being tired of me working all the time. I just thought that it would be easier if I ended it” he said, quietly. You looked at him and your eyes slowly narrowed as you processed what he’d said. Was he serious?
“So you dumped me, without talking to me about it? I never said anything like that!” you shouted at him. He looked surprised and you wanted to punch him. “But they said that you were stressed about-”
“So thanks to some misunderstanding, you just gave up on our relationship? Do you know how much it hurt me when you just suddenly called to say that we should ‘end it’? Are you serious?” you yelled at him. You were getting angrier by the second and tears were starting to fall down your face. You had actually thought that he loved you. Obviously he did not care that much if he was willing to let other people break you up. He hadn’t even tried to talk to you about it first. He’d just wiped his hands of you.
He watched you cry and then looked away. “Please stop crying. I didn’t know” he said lamely.
“And you didn’t try to find out either!” you said. You tried to wipe your tears but they just kept coming. Taehyung placed your face between his hands and used his thumbs to wipe away your steady flow of tears. You slapped his hands away but he placed them back on your head. He kissed your lips and you bunched your hands in his jacket, preparing to push him back. You started to push him but your body betrayed you as your hands knotted in his hair. He moved forward and you fell back, the back of your head pressing against the armrest.