#6 | this is bullshit

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you stopped in the doorway of the dreaded gym once again──you knew it was dirtier than yesterday due to the fact you didn't even try to clean.

you emerged from the doorway, noticing the big muscular figure in the middle of the room.

it was barou.

he was angrily cleaning as usual, his back turned to you but you could visibly see the usual cold expression.but something was different.

he looked. angrier. reserved──like there was a visible vein popping out of his forehead.

he looked as if he was about to explode like a ticking time bomb.

you paced yourself before walking up to the said male.

he seemed to hear you behind him──because he turned immediately. his dark aura was radiating more rapid now and his eyes were so cold you shuddered slightly.

what was up with him?

"hey. why weren't you here yesterday?" you put your hands on your hips and questioned him, your eyes sharpening at his gaze.

he let out a scoff and rolled his eyes, his body language shifting a little as his sharp gaze examined you.

"just didn't wanna be here. how the fuck is it your business?"

your eyes narrowed at him, furrowing your eyebrows in the process as you pointed a finger in his face, anger fuming by the minute.

"listen here you dickhead, you're supposed to be here every single day. to clean. doesn't matter if you didn't wanna be here, we have a job to do." your words spat like venom, poisoning him with each syllable.

before he could add anything, you spoke once again. "oh and also, i genuinely don't wanna hear shit on how you 'just didn't wanna be here'. i don't want to be here either and guess what!? i show up. so make sure to do your part, or your just weak."

as the words fell out of your mouth, you swallowed a bitter taste of regret and guilt. you hadn't meant to say the last part, and you knew you were in for an outrage.

but weirdly, instead of pure rage, the last words seemed to wound him a little──you could physically see his eyes widen just a little before falling back into a piercing stare.

he returned to looking at you with pure hatred.

"what makes you think you have any authority to say i'm weak. you don't do shit around here. and when you do, you slack off." his voice boomed throughout the gym as he yelled──his fists clenching so hard his knuckles started turning white.

it was as if he was controlling himself from hitting you──it made you shudder a little just thinking of that outcome.

his words seemed to tick something off in you──you could physically feel the vein popping out in your forehead as you clenched your teeth, holding back something you would regret.

but unfortunately, your mouth moved before your brain could, "because you don't let me do shit around here! i don't know what the hell is up with the gears in your head but you need to actually let people in and let them help you. then maybe people would actually understand you."

you slapped your hand over your mouth, anger took over and got the best of you.

you opened your mouth to say something.

anything.

but nothing came out.

the gym fell into a dead silence, no birds chirped, no bugs buzzed.

barou looked at you with wide eyes──his surprised expression masked how painful it was for him to hear those words.

he glanced away from your gaze, his eyes finding any other place to look.

he walked over to his bag before slinging it over his shoulder──walking to the door.

"this is bull shit.." he muttered quietly under his breath, walking past you──a gust of air blew your hair back from his movements.

you looked back at his retreating figure──eyes full of pure regret. you let out a shaky sigh as you walked over to the bench to sit down on.

you sighed and rested your head in your hands──your elbows leaned on your thighs.

at that moment, you didn't care about the half-cleaned gym.

or the group chat that was causing your phone to buzz twenty times in your pocket.

the gym that was once filled with clamoring and snarky remarks, was dead silent now.

the only thing you could hear was the hammering sound of your heart beating against your chest and your rapid breathing.