Am I Wrong? || MYG

Chapter 17

I can't do this.

I sat on a bench near the police station, unable to stop myself from crying due to the immense pain that was piercing my heart like a sword.

I should have never come here...

I covered my face with my hands, trying to stop myself from sobbing so hard but the more I tried, the more breathless I felt each second.

Suddenly, I felt someone taking the seat beside mine.

Though I didn't make any effort to take a glance at who it was, they offered me a bottle of water and I immediately recognized the familiar pale hand.

My eyes finally raised higher to the man's level before my eyes started flooding with tears again.

"You want to talk about it?" He asked, opening the lid of the bottle, without making eye contact.

I accepted the bottle and gulped down the entire fluid before wiping off the tears from my eyes.

"I can't go in front of him, again." I expressed.

I did not want to feel those hurtful emotions again.

Yoongi took the emptied bottle from my hand and entangled his fingers with mine.

"Are you afraid of him?" He asked in an extremely soft voice as he looked at me in my eyes.

I couldn't remember him ever speaking to me in such a manner.

I got flustered.

His voice felt like it was embracing my soul.

I wanted him to hold me in his arms for I was completely broken from inside but I decided not to let him discover that side of me. So, I stayed quiet.

He pulled my hand a little bit firmly for me to land on him before he wrapped his arms around me, gently patting the back of my head to give me comfort.

I clutched his jacket tightly while tears ran down my cheeks as I buried my face further into his chest.

Not gonna lie, his sweet cologne felt like a remedy to my feelings.

"It's okay to be scared." He politely said while gently stroking my back repetitively. "We fear when we feel like something can harm us or our loved ones."

He gently kissed my forehead before adding, "But he can't harm you anymore. We won't let him."

I pulled myself off his arms to look at him with drenched cheeks as a chuckle left his mouth the very instant.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked with a pout, thinking he was laughing at me for looking like a wet chihuahua because of all the sobbing.

"Your eyes are so puffed right now." He laughed.

"Ya! Stop laughing!" I slapped his chest playfully but he grabbed my hand.

"You still look beautiful though..."

My heart thumped so loud I would be surprised if did not hear it.

"Ahh... Did I just say that?! Oh my God!!" He started cringing at his own cheesiness making me burst into a fit of laughter.

"You sure are something." I teased while giggling.

"I'm not just something. I'm a goddamn genius~" He praised himself, closing his eyes and bobbing his head.

He's spending too much time with Seokjin, I can tell.

"Thank you." I let out.

"For what?" He asked.