All I Need [m.y.g//k.n.j]

Twenty Eight

After about 10 minutes of Hoseok yet again pursuading Yoongi to get his ass home instead of letting the guy sleep in his studio for the umptenth times just that month, Yoongi finally gives in. He honestly is just lazy to walk home, or taking the walk again to go to work the next day. Well surely the other reason was he didnt want to go back to his lonely home.

On his way home he had bought some instant ramen cups to stock up his cupboard. As he arrives home, he takes of his clothes to get his shower. He just wants to lay down and get some sleep.

A while of his warm shower done, he puts on his blue pajamas that he rarely even wore to bed. Seeing that he oftenly stays at his studio.

As he sits at the kitchen he pops open a bottle of soju whilst waiting for his ramen to boil at the stove. Merely 3 minutes it was finally done. Carefully then placing in on the table and grabbing his chopsticks to finally enjoy his lonely meal.

The kitchen though somehow smells like his mother's scents. His eyes averted to the pink floral apron hanging by the wall near the fridge, it has been years since his mother had worn it, the colour was already slowly fading.

He smiles to himself, but his chest felt empty. This home felt empty, without his mother. It has been that way since she passed away.

Ignoring that feeling, he continues eating his ramen , gulping a shot of soju every now and then. He puts away the pot that he used into the sink and washes it clean. Grabbing the leftover soju bottle and walks out to the balcony with his pack of cigarette in his pocket.

Sitting on the chair placed at the balcony, he lights up his cigarette as he looks down the buildings from his 6th floor house.

ding ding!

His phone rings as a notification coming in ,Yoongi unlocks it instantly with his fingerprint. The notifications written the name of Namjoon that he saves as 'Joon' for short and a attachment of a picture underneath his contact number.

Without hesitants he opens Namjoon's chat and the picture shows.

Joon :
10:50pm

(im too lazy to find the exact pic that i want to explain how it shoud be, but imma use this pic and u guys can imagine that its at night, the guy in bed is naked (Namjoon) and Yuna's face is infront of the pic with her cigarette on her lips.)

Alot of mixed emotion hits Yoongi's like a big wave. Not wanting to look at it anymore he locks his phone and threw his phone aside. Grabbing his soju bottle and chugging it down in one go, the pure taste of the liquid alcohol pours down his throat making him groan. The ash of his cigarette stick hanging loose on its end, his stick was temporarily forgotten when he remembered the picture that shows on his phone a while ago.

Throwing that away, he lights up another cigarette. Laying back on the chair he takes in a long huff of the cancer stick,the smoke dissappearing into the the cold wind that lightly blows it away into darkness at 10:56 that night.

His eyes flutter heavily as the soju that he had drink finally kicks in. Yet again forgetting his cigarette fiddling in between his fingers. Feeling lightheaded, stomach burns, eyes heavy and coldness from the late night wind ,he gives
up in staying awake.

Slowly ,Yoongi closes his eyes and drifted to sleep.

hello everyone. ohh god its been months and im sincerely sorry i didnt update this story for so long. i couldnt find the motivation to keep on updating this, its been like this since the pandemic rises. its really stressing me out and i couldnt think of any of plots to the next chaps. im sure everyone felt the same, but stay safe everyone. hope u guys are doing okay!!! ill try to be in here more often. I miss u guys so much n im sorry i disappoint most of u guys . i hope this new chap makes up for all the months that ive been gone. enjoy!!!