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His voice has never sounded so cold. "Hoseok," Yoongi calls out to the younger man. The said man feels his world crashing down beneath his feet.
Yoongi never calls him by his name, well at least not ever since they got together. Yoongi had always used loving endearments when it comes to him. Baby, beautiful, sunshine. It was nice. It was definitely nice while it lasted.
Hoseok should have seen it coming. He had known it for a while, if the flowers he vomits on a daily basis is not enough proof then maybe that one time he saw them with his own eyes is. It was not even just one time that he saw them.
He knew all this time but he kept it all to himself. He's been hurting for so long, but he endured it all. Maybe he's that kind of person you call a masochist. Maybe he's just plain stupid. Yeah, he's just stupid. Painfully stupid.
The flowers were beautiful. Hoseok has always had a soft spot for beautiful things. Just like Yoongi. Beautiful Yoongi who changed his life, who taught him a lot of things, who made him happy, who made him feel special. And just like Yoongi, the flowers hurt. They hurt him so badly.
"It's okay, just be happy." What else can he say? He knows he can't do anything about it anymore. He tried, oh he tried for so long to keep him. To make him realize that he does not need anyone else. To make Yoongi love him, just him. Every day they were together he tried and tried. Maybe this is what Hoseok really needs, for Yoongi to put an end to his fruitless efforts. Because now, as the world, the life he has come to know slowly fades before his eyes, the exhaustion washes over him. Hoseok is tired.
"You will still stay right?" Yoongi asked in a small voice. They were friends before getting together. In Hoseok's mind, it was a dumb question but he still asked himself. Will I really stay by his side? Watch him be happy with someone that's not me? He knows the answer himself. He can't stay, not right now. And with that, he left. With all the memories they built together, happy and sad, he left.
Weeks after, Hoseok is doing fine.
He's actually surprised. He thought it will hurt for so long. But no, he's doing better than he imagined.
Maybe because he had started hurting long before their relationship ended. Maybe because unconsciously he had started moving on, like self-defence to protect his fragile heart. His fragile heart where flowers had taken residence. Now even those beautiful flowers are gone. They're gone. He may have a scar etched onto his skin forever but he can live with that.
Whatever it is, he's just happy. Happy that he's finally free from the once beautiful relationship that turned into lies and empty promises. Happy with the thought that he can probably love again and find the one who's really meant for him.
And maybe reuniting with his best friend Namjoon after so long will make him the happiest again. Oh how Hoseok misses him.