It all starts at Instagram || Min Yoongi X Reader

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~AFTER TWO WEEKS~

~PROM PARTY: REHEARSALS~

I am checking the emails I've received regarding the next schedule for Bangtan. The rap line is going to practice their performance on the main stage for their FESTA. I was typing my reply to the email when I felt someone sitting beside me, in the audience area. I looked beside me and saw Yoongi.

"Jagi, why aren't you on the stage?" I asked him.

"They're still fixing Namjoonie and Hoba's in-ear monitor." He said. I just nodded and returned my gaze to my work.

"Really? You're going to ignore me?" He suddenly asked.

"What's wrong with you? I'm just trying to do my work, Yoongi." I told him without looking at him.

"Fine." He said while standing up and walking away. I just looked at him and sighed irritatingly.

'You could've handled it right, Y/N.'

Wow! What a nice and smooth argument! I mean, bear with me, I'm trying to work in this stressful industry, yet I was so harsh on the person who endured this stressful industry more than me. I felt sorry immediately after he left. Fuck my work! I'm going to find him.

So, I put the laptop in my bag and went to search for Yoongi backstage. As I search for him, I immediately found him inside the dressing room, all alone and on his phone.

When he saw me enter the room, he broke his gaze from me and looked back at his phone. I sigh and immediately went to put my bag down on one of the couches and went near him. But then, he tries to escape me. I held his wrist and he stopped walking but never looked back at me.

"Can we talk, please?" I softly asked him. I saw him take a deep sigh and he only stood straight without looking at me. I released his wrist from my grip and just looked at his back since he won't bother to even look at me.

"I'm so sorry I snapped at you. I've been so stressed lately from work and I pour it all on you. I know you won't talk to me right now, but at least you heard my side of the story." I said as I try to look at him, but he never bothered to move just a flinch.

"I'll give you some space." I told him. "I'm sorry again." I said as I walked past him, grabbed my bag, and went out of the room. I immediately went outside knowing that I won't be able to focus on my work with him roaming around the area.

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~BIGHIT BUILDING~

I decided to work here peacefully. When I got to my office, I set up my laptop and checked my phone. Still no messages nor calls from him. Just then, a notification flashed telling me my phone was about to die. I checked my bag and saw no sign of my charger. I checked my drawers and still no sign of a charger.

"I left it on Yoongi's car..." I immediately remembered. I took a long sigh as I tiredly threw my phone inside my bag. What a fantastic day...

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I had a lot of meetings that I attended, it came up unexpectedly. Now, I have to reply to all the emails I've recently received for the next project. I keep on working, working and working until I finally checked my watch and it was fricking 2:05 AM!

"Damn! I forgot the time. I'll just go home and continue it." I said to myself. I pack my things and hurriedly went out of the building. I took a cab and within 35 minutes, I have safely arrived. I immediately went to the elevator and into my floor.

I got my key and unlocked my room. When I entered, I immediately locked the door. I proceeded to walk to my bedroom. When I opened the door, I shockingly saw Yoongi laying on my bed. I opened the light in my bedroom and that jolted Yoongi awake.

'Huh. He was never a light sleeper. And why is he here?' I thought to myself.

He saw me and he immediately tackled me into a tight hug and made my mind blank.

"Oh, thank goodness you're home." Yoongi said in his worried yet calmed tone.

"Why are you here, Yoongi~ah? You should've gone home, you're too tired from your rehearsal." I said as I break our hug.

"I could've gone home if you answered my calls and messages. Where were you? And why can't I reach your phone?!" He asked in a panicky and angry tone.

"First, my phone died. Second, I was just at Big Hit, doing work. Third, I haven't been able to charge my phone since I was at the meeting all evening. And lastly, why are you getting angry at me?" I asked as I backed away from him, trying to avoid arguing, but too late.

"I wouldn't be this angry if you could have just told me you'll be at the building!" He said trying to raise his voice at me.

"How will I tell you when you were mad at me for not giving you attention when I was working my ass off!?" I also began to raise my voice. He began to mess his hair in anger.

"Don't you dare turn the blame on me right now!"

"I'm telling the truth, Yoongi~ah! I never seek your attention whenever you're locking yourself in your studio. I never try to question you on why you never pay attention to me anymore, because I know who you are and what your job is!" I shouted and it made him even more irritated.

"I never try to doubt you whenever you pay more attention to your music than your girlfriend. I know what you've felt whenever someone ignored you. That's why I gave you enough space to think about what happened, but I guess it wasn't enough." I said and he started to pace. Anger is beginning to flash in his actions.

"Fine! If you think that I am a bad boyfriend then so be it. I guess I could never give you satisfaction in this relationship." What he said broke me.

"I never say you're---"

"Just don't.." He said without looking at me.

I saw this from the K-Dramas I've watched. I know what's bound to happen...

"We forgot what we were this past few weeks." He began without looking at me. I turn my back on him, clutching my palm in my chest while trying to control my emotions.

"I think we need a break, Y/N~ah." He softly broke the running thoughts on my mind. He did say. We never say another word after he breaks the news. I closed my eyes and try to control my sobs from escaping my lips. Silence took over the room.

"E-excuse me." My voice cracked as I say that, immediately locking myself in the bathroom. I turn my back on the door and tears finally stream down my face. I heard my bedroom door open and then the fearful sound of the door closing was finally heard.

I finally fall to the floor and broke down.

I can't believe this was happening...

I don't know what to do...without him...