I Need You

2. Suga

《♡》Min Yoongi,

Love, something that can make you feel like you're invincible or make you feel so small that you are afraid to be crushed like a bug by a giant shoe.

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Min Yoongi has always been popular amongst woman, heck some even called him Suga. But he has two sides: Sweet and gentleman like or the quiet side that made him seem like an assassin. He wasn't a player, no he has always been far from being an player.

He had always been kind and sweet in every relationship he had, he gave it his all- that until he got bored. At the moment he got bored he would always gently break it off, because even in the end he was an gentleman.

But now it was his turn to feel the hurt and the pain of an broken relationship, only this girl had broken his spirit. She was always with him, always demanded him to be with her- and he obeyed because he loved her with all his heart and he thought that she loved him too. He lied on his bed, playing with his lighter casually- it resembled the on and off again relationship he had with her. When she wanted him he came running towards her and when she was tired of him she pushed him away. Never had he known that love would hurt so much and all the things he would do just to keep her close, it was insane.

For the thirteenth time that day his phone went off. When he looked at the caller-ID he saw it was you again. You had always been his best friend and was aware of the toxic relationship he had with her. Besides you were always the one that disapproved of his relationship with her- so he was afraid to pick up the phone since he thought that you would tell him 'I told you so'.

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But it was far from that, you were worried sick after learning what that woman had done to you best friend- again.

The worst part was him not picking up his phone. You kept pacing back and forth after the fourteenth time of not reaching Yoongi. By now you had hoped on at least a 'I don't want to talk' text like he usually did but you received nothing.

"Yoongi please pick up the phone, I'm begging you" you said as you stared down at your phone.

But after another hour you still didn't hear anything from him as you got even more worried - if that's even humanly possible -. It killed you inside not knowing how he was doing or where he even was. After ringing his doorbell for the past hour you realised he wasn't home- which only made things harder, because where is he then?

It was slowly eating you up inside how he didn't respond to anything you had been sending, all you needed was just a small sign of him telling you he was alright. But nothing came, not even a simple text message.

"Come on Yoongi, please" you said softly, on the verge of crying.

You finally had enough so you grabbed your jacket and phone before storming out of your apartment. It was so unlike Yoongi to not respond to your text or phone calls. There must be something seriously wrong here with him.

Not knowing where to go you just go and walk straight to his apartment once again, just to be sure he's not really there. You finally remember where he kept his emergency key so you carefully lift his ragged doormat as a big smile spreads on your face. The silver key was laying there untouched on the ground. The key felt so cold in your hands as you carefully opened the door.

The first thing you notice is the quiet atmosphere, and on top of that it's freezing inside. Your eyes widen when you scan the area. It's a big mess, clothes everywhere, broken glass on the floor and you even small drops of blood. Knowing Yoongi he probably stepped on the glass accidentally and didn't treat his foot properly since he has always been kinda lazy.