ᵂᴬᴿᴹᵀᴴ|| Taegi

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Everything felt cold.

Yoongi stared at the wall in front of him. He felt arms snake around his waist, pulling him closer.

"What are you thinking about?" Wonjae asked, kissing Yoongis neck. He stayed silent. It had been almost a month since he left the warmth of Taehyungs bed. He hadn't been able to even talk to Jimin or Namjoon; Wonjae had isolated him.

Yoongi slowly pulled away from Wonjae "I just feel sick..." he mumbled as he made his way towards the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Yoongi leaned against the door, letting out a shaky breath. He walked over to the sink, turning it on. Yoongi glanced at himself in the mirror only to be met with rage. He felt anger boiling inside of him, and without thinking his fist made contact with the glass, breaking it.

"What the hell!" Wonjae yelled from the other side of the door trying to get in. Yoongi fell to the ground holding his bloody hand close to his chest. Not a single tear was shed, he stood up and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his hand. Yoongi walked towards the door and unlocked it.

Wonjae stood there speechless, Yoongi stared at his hand "I need to go to the hospital..." he whispered. Wonjae looked past him and at the broken mirror.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Wonjae yelled, grabbing Yoongi's arm roughly and yanking him out of the apartment. The two stopped in their tracks when they saw Jimin and Namjoon standing in the parking lot.

Yoongi felt almost relieved to see the pair. Wonjae grabbed Yoongi's arm, keeping a firm grip on him, sure to leave a bruise.

"What the-" Namjoon started, Jimin stopped him and shook his head.

"We're here for Yoongi, we're taking him home" Jimin spoke sternly, "I thought we'd give some time to see I he would leave you himself, but seeing that's not the case we came to remind you about the restraining order."

Wonjaes grip tightened around Yoongis arm causing him to flinch "What restraining order?"

"You're not that stupid are you?" Namjoon asked stepping forward. Wonjae chuckled and let go of Yoongi, shoving him towards his friends.

"It doesn't matter if there's a restraining order, it doesn't matter what I do to him, he always comes back" Wonjae turned on his heel and started to walk away, he stopped for a moment and turned to look at Yoongi "I'm the only one who will put up with you."

"If you ever come near him again, if you ever touch him, or even speak his name, I'll make sure they lock you up and throw away the key" Namjoon threatened.

"If that's how you want it to be, he's your problem now. But, he better not come crawling back to me like the pathetic shit he is" Wonjae smirked and turned on his heel, walking away without a care in the world.

Namjoon went to walk forward, Jimin quickly grabbing his arm and shaking his head. The two quickly walked towards their car and got Yoongi settled in the backseat. They immediately took Yoongi to the hospital to get him stitches on his hand.

"I'm sorry" Jimin sighed "I'm sorry we didn't come sooner..."

Yoongi looked away "It's fine, It's my fault."

Jimin gnawed at his bottom lip and glanced at Namjoon.

"This isn't your fault, none of this is your fault" Namjoon spoke, "I hope you know that that piece of shit doesn't control you. He destroys you, he doesn't love you, he doesn't deserve you-"

"It's what I'm used to" Yoongi choked out "I don't believe I deserve better. When he came and got me from..." he went silent, he felt like he had no right to even speak Taehyungs name after leaving him. Yoongi felt terrible for leaving the younger the way he did but it was the only way to keep him out of this mess he called his life.

Jimin caressed Yoongis cheek gently "He's not mad or upset with you, he misses you. He also understands why you did what you did" Jimin smiled "He wanted us to tell you that whenever you're ready, the door is always open for you. He told us his home no longer feels like home without you there."

Yoongi felt a tear roll down his cheek, he pulled away from Jimin, looking away. Yoongi knew he would never be able to love Taehyung the same. He didn't want Taehyung to have to put up with him and his breakdowns, his blackouts, and his mood swings. Taehyung deserved better is all Yoongi thought.

In all reality all Taehyung wanted was Yoongi.

The rest of the drive home was silent, Yoongi felt like he wanted to crawl out of his skin and disappear. The car stopped, Jimin pulled the keys out and sat there for a moment. Yoongi waited for the younger to say something, but nothing ever left his lips. Jimin opened the car door and got out, Namjoon following his lead. Yoongi opened the car door the door slowly and got out, his legs felt weak.

Not a single word was spoken for the rest of the night. Yoongi laid on in the guest room wide awake. Every time he closed his eyes there would be a faint smell of the cigarettes Taehyung smoked.

Yoongi glanced at the time, it was three in the morning. He got up from the bed, threw on his hoodie, walked towards the front door, and slipped on his shoes. He quietly opened the door and closed it behind him, trying to make as little noise as possible. Yoongi made his way out of the apartment building and out to the street. He inhaled deeply, counting to three, then exhaled.

It was silent, not a single soul was out. Yoongi started to walk down the street he didn't know where he was going or why he even started walking. His mind was blank.

Yoongi found himself in front of a convenience store, he walked in and walked towards the counter.

"Hi welcome in!" the cashier greeted "What can I help you with?"

Yoongi rummaged through his pockets and pulled out some cash "A pack of cigarettes please..." he pointed towards the ones he wanted. The cashier scanned them before Yoongi paid, as he walked out the cashier gave a warm smile "Be safe, have a goodnight!"

Yoongi stood outside the store and opened the pack of cigarettes, taking a deep breathe. He started to feel warm. The smell reminded him of Taehyung. Yoongi felt a bit closer to him this way.

Yoongi started to walk again, his hands fidgeting with the small paper box. He stopped walking when he finally realized where he was. Yoongi looked up at the large apartment building in front of him, he chuckled to himself. He looked up to see a room with a dim light on, he knew Taehyung was awake.

Yoongi looked at the pack of cigarettes and gave a small smile. He shoved the box into his pocket and walked through the front doors.