"I swear, hyung, it's not what it looks like." Taehyung said, and you quickly backed away.

"Well that better be true, cause it looks pretty bad." Hoseok said, it was the first time you saw him this angry. Jungkook just watched the whole situation with both shock and curiosity.

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"So let me get this straight." Hoseok said then looked at Taehyung, "You lost your apartment because of a debt, and were too embarrassed to ask me for help since you already borrowed my car, then Y/n offered you could stay here for a few days?"

Taehyung nodded.

"But I thought you hated him." Hoseok said while looking at you, "Why did you offer to help?"

"He looked pitiful." You said.

"Hey!" Taehyung replied, "I'm not that pitiful."

"I promise you, we didn't do anything and we won't." You said, and Taehyung nodded.

Hoseok looked at the two of you, "Fine. I trust you both." he said, "I would offer you to stay at my place, but Yoongi is staying over for a couple of days and I don't have much space. You can come afterwards."

"Min Yoongi?" You asked. He nodded.

"I haven't heard that name in a while." Taehyung said.

"He's planning on moving back here." Hoseok said.

"Where was he?" You asked.

"He was studying in the UK." Hoseok replied, "That dude is a genius, he got accepted into Cambridge!"

"No way." You said.

"That's so cool!" Taehyung added.

"Did you guys have breakfast yet?" Hoseok asked. You both shook your head.

"Let's go eat then, Breakfast is on me today!" He said, "Jungkook, you can come too."

"Can I get dressed first, please?" Taehyung asked. You all laughed remembering he was still in his towel.

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During your session with Taehyung in the studio, something was off. He was still being nice, you didn't expect any less; considering you let him stay in your apartment. But you couldn't get used to this new and somewhat foreign side of him.

While walking down the hall, you saw Taehyung and the new model, Seokjin, talking. So you tried to get closer while looking like you're busy to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

"We already agreed, I have 5 months left." Taehyung said through gritted teeth.

"Well, I've changed my mind," Seokjin replied with a smug look on his face, "A month."

"B-but," Taehyung stuttered, "Where am I supposed to get such money in a month?"

"Sounds like a 'you' problem." Seokjin said then left. Taehyung's hands turned into fists but then he took a deep breath and looked around, his eyes met yours for a few seconds and then he walked towards you.

"Were you eavesdropping on me?" He asked. You heard a small tone of panic in his voice.

"No." You replied quickly, shifting your gaze away from his eyes. He looked at you for a second, "Need a ride back?" He asked.

"Sure." You said.

The car ride was quiet for a while. Taehyung suddenly stopped by a cafe, "Just gonna get some coffee." He said, "Do you want anything?"

"No, thank you."

His tone seemed annoyed and stressed. You looked through the car's window and he was still in a long queue, it felt so wrong, but you were curious, so you picked up his phone from the car seat next to you.

You opened it and were surprised to find that he didn't have a password, for someone who uses social media a lot, you didn't expect him to not care much for his phone.

You looked back at the cafe, and he was almost at the front of the line, you had to act quick. You opened his messages and searched up Seokjin, you found him from the most recent texts.

The text was from earlier this morning, before you witnessed their conversation. You scrolled higher, looking for whatever they were talking about.

That was from a few days ago. So Taehyung owes Seokjin money. That's why he got kicked out from his apartment, why does he owe him so much money?

You were thinking about it so much, you didn't realize that Taehyung just opened the car's door.

"What are you doing?" He asked while snatching his phone from your hands.

"Taehyung, I-"

He looked down at his phone and saw his messages with Seokjin.

"Have you never heard of privacy?" He asked, his voice full of rage.

"Maybe you should've put a password if you want privacy." You replied.

"If you respected my privacy, you wouldn't have opened it despite having no password." He yelled as he entered the car and slammed the door shut. "How would you feel if I did the same thing to you?" He asked.

You couldn't reply, you knew what you did was wrong.

"I'm sorry." You finally said, "I shouldn't have done that."

He glared at you and started the car. The ride back to your apartment was even more quiet than it was before.

When you arrived home, you went to your room and laid down on your bed, you kept thinking about the texts you read and the conversation you heard. He owes him so much.

You opened your laptop and looked at your savings account,

[ $490,595 ]

You looked at the number as your mind went deep into thought, you were a short amount of money away from your goal needed to start your own professional studio.

You left your room and saw Taehyung on the couch, he looked focused on what seemed to be Jungkook's laptop- he must of borrowed it from him. You walked up behind him and caught a glimpse of a few part-time jobs he was looking for.

As soon as he noticed your presence, he closed the laptop.

"What do you want?" He asked. You looked at his red eyes. Was he crying?

You sat down next to him on the couch, "Wanna go out for some drinks?" You asked.

"I don't drink." He said, "I thought I made that clear by now."

"Don't you want to get your mind off of things, just for a little?"

He thought for a bit, "Fine, just make sure it's in a can, not a bottle." He said. You thought it was a weird request but agreed anyway. He must have some really bad memories with alcohol bottles.