742 - Yoongi x reader

Part 37

Taemin had just left his apartment nearby to pick up some ice cream from the convenience store when he found you sat in the middle of the street, crying your eyes out in the pouring rain.

He did the only thing he could probably think of in that moment, and just held you.

You wanted to die over the fact of being seen by him in such a dreadful state, but you'd be lying if you said that you didn't genuinely need his comforting embrace. 

Helping you to your feet, Taemin insisted on getting you out of the rain and taking you to his apartment for a dry change of clothes and a warm drink.

Too emotionally shattered to do anything else, you silently complied.

After leaving you alone to change out of your wet clothes, you caught your reflection in his bedroom mirror, barely able to recognize yourself.

You must have been staring at yourself for the past 5 minutes without moving.

The torment and confusion, as you reflected on what had passed, was increased by every review of it.

How can I be the same person that was so dressed up and so excited only hours before?

How could I just let myself stupidly raise my hopes and expectations like that?

I'm such a joke...

While your hair was a mess and your makeup was smudged down the sides of your face, you looked back at your pitiful self in the mirror, now dressed in a pair of Taemin's gray sweatpants and a large jumper

The jumper in question was practically hanging off you, draping down to your mid-thighs.

You immediately thought about stealing it, but the distinct scent of Taemin was laced in the fabric and you weren't entirely sure you could get past that part.

Maybe if it smelled like 742...

No..

Completely drained of all your energy from crying so hard, you let out a defeated and empty sigh.

After a knock on the door to check if it was okay, Taemin came back into his bedroom, handing you a warm mug of hot chocolate with his face twisted with concern.

You could tell that it pained him to see you in this way, but out of respect he chose not to ask you what had happened, which you were beyond grateful for.

Even if it almost looked like he already knew.

"Have you spoken to Ji-eun yet? I'm sure she must be worried.." He finally broke the silence with his soft voice.

"Mmm, not yet," you mumbled back, awkwardly pulling your phone out to find that its battery was now completely flat.

"No matter," Taemin said with a reassuring smile, pulling out his own phone and opening up her chat screen. "Would you like me to send her a message?"

"..Sure."

As you sat on his bed while he typed out a message, you couldn't help but feel incredibly stupid and guilty.

This entire time Taemin had been nothing but great to you, and yet here you were sobbing and hurting over someone else.

He doesn't deserve any of this.

"Here," Taemin spoke out again, now handing his phone over to you.

Of course Ji-eun had answered almost instantly and was just about as devastated by the situation as you could imagine, without her going on to reveal too many explicit details in Taemin's chat screen.