Purple || MYG

I love you

    Holy shit I'm never drinking again. I groaned as I sat up and rubbed my face with my hands. Nope I'm going back to sleep fuck this. I flopped back down and pulled the blanket over my head to shield myself from the sun. Wait... this isn't my blanket. Sitting up straight I eyed the room. This isn't my room.
    "Good morning my little Moon." Jin startled me as he walked in the door and handed me a glass of water and some pain relievers.
    "I figured you would need this."
    "Thanks Jin. You've always been my favorite." I winked at him as I took the pills. Looking at my hands I noticed one of them was bandaged.
    "I'm gonna be honest Jinnie I have no fucking clue what happened last night. Why am I bandaged?"
    "Language! You get a pass because you're hungover but next time I'll swat you. Anywho you came back extremely drunk last night and you and Yoongi sortaaa got into an argument. Well, more like he was jealous and took out his anger on you."
    "Yoongi did this?" I questioned as Jin inspected my knee.
    "Not exactly. He tried to pull you inside too quickly but because you were drunk, and he was being stupid and rude you tripped and fell over the threshold. I wouldn't say it was his fault, but he definitely caused the whole situation. Actually, that's bot true. Bangchan caused the situation Yoongi just reacted poorly to it." My head spun at Jins vagueness.
    "Jin please stop being cryptic and explain what happened I'm confused." The older sighed as he rewrapped my knee and hand.
   "When you and Bangchan came back from dinner you were very drunk. He kissed you on the doorstep and as luck would have it, Yoongi opened the door and we all saw the whole thing. Yoongi being Yoongi got upset and threatened him before yanking you inside and causing you to fall and get hurt. He continued to yell at you despite you sitting on the floor bleeding and crying. He feels terrible Alex. Don't be too mad at him, he loves you. We all do, you and Yuri are our sisters now and Yoongi isn't used to these feelings he has for you. Give him some time he's still working on his anger." Jin patted my head and left the room.

     I swung my legs over the side of the bed and shuddered as my bare feet touched the cold floor. I made my way to the kitchen and plopped down in a seat at the table.
     "Please tell me I was at least sober enough to change myself last night. Or that at least Yoongs did it." The kitchen fell silent, and I sighed and lifted my head to look at them all.
    So, which one of you did it then?
    I scanned their faces before I fell on Taehyung who wouldn't look me in the eyes and was flushed.
    "Tae Tae. Come here." The boy gulped as he slowly made his way to a smiling Alex.
    "So. I know this is totally ridiculous but humor me for a second. Hypothetically if I were to say I don't know come home drunk and wake up to find out that someone who should not be seeing my body decided to change me without my permission while I was ineberated what do you think would be a deserving punishment for said person?" I smiled sweetly at Taehyung who was crouched down to my level.
    "I-um maybe they were just being nice and didn't want you to sleep in an uncomfy dress and they did it so the others wouldn't have to." He smiled back as I nodded my head.
"Fine. Since you were such, a gentleman I'll let you off with a warning this time." I sipped the coffee that Namjoon had set in front of me until I heard a giggle.
    "Anyways it's not like I haven't seen all of you before. I even know how you look when you're about to cum."
    "KIM TAEHYUNG YOURE A DEAD MAN! Oh, fuck that hurts." I stood up to go chase after a laughing Tae only for the room to spin and a sharp pain to shoot through my head.
    "Once my migraine is gone you better start planning his funeral." Namjoon laughed as he eyed the morning's newspaper.
    "What's with all the yelling?" A yawning Yoongi shuffled into the kitchen eyeing everyone awake before him. His eyes locked with mine before he immediately looked down and took a seat farthest from me. His head stayed down, and his eyes trained to the floor as he refused to look at me.
    "Tae hyung changed Alex noonas clothes last night." Jungkook giggled before realizing who he was talking to. He quickly clamped his hands over his mouth and his wide eyes watched Yoongi. He eyed me for a second and then looked at Taehyung with an unreadable expression, Jungkook quickly jumped up to stand in front of Tae preparing for all hell to break loose.
    "Thanks Tae. For, helping Alex last night." He frowned a bit as he went back to staring at the floor.
    "I have some work to do so I'll see you guys later. Just knock on the door if you need me for anything." And with that Yoongi grabbed his coffee and shuffled to the small office at the back of the building. The sound of the door locking was the only noise throughout the house.
    "What just happened? He didn't get angry?" Jungkook looked puzzled as he slouched down in his chair.
    "Hyung is getting bad again." Everyone looked sad at the maknaes words.

    "Yoongs. Can we talk?" Silence.
    "Yoongi. Please I just want to talk." I knocked and waited as I finally heard slow footsteps on the other side of the door. The door opened slowly and half of Yoongis face appeared.
    "I'm working Alex."
    "We're on vacation you're not supposed to be working." I crossed my arms as we stared at each other silently. Sighing he opened the door wider for me to step in and closed the door before silently shuffling back to the chair in front of the desk that housed toms of scattered and crumpled papers.
    "Are you okay?"
    "I should be the one asking you that, Alex. I hurt you last night."
    "You didn't hurt me Yoongi it was an accident, I tripped. It's not like you hit me." I tried to reason with him, but he just shook his head.
    "It was no better than me hitting you. I wanted to hit Bangchan but instead I directed my anger towards you."
    "Yoongi it's okay. You had the right to be upset." I stepped closer to Yoongi's slouched figured. His eyes cast downwards as he slumped in his chair.
    "I can't forgive myself. I hurt you. I- I hurt the girl I love." My breath hitched. No matter how many times he said it the feeling I got when Yoongi told me he loved me was euphoric. I placed my hands on his face and tilted his head so we could look at each other.
    "Yoongi I'm sorry about last night. Had I known that would happen I wouldn't have gone out with him. Had I have been sober I would have pushed him away the moment he got too close. I don't have any feelings for him."
    "Who do you have feelings for then?" His hand caressed the side of my cheek while the other sat lazily on my hip. He looked tired. Like he didn't get any sleep last night after the whole fiasco.
    "You." I whispered. I crashed my lips to his. His arms wrapped around my waist drawing me closer to him. Just as things began to heat up, much to my dismay, Yoongi detached me from him and stared at me breathless.
    "Alex I can't keep doing this. I can't keep kissing you and hoping that after sex you'll stay when every time you run after I try to get closer to you. I love you so fucking much and it's killing me that I can't seem to get you to come back to me no matter how hard I try. I just want you and-"
I cut him off kissing him again.
    "You have me, Yoongi. I'm yours, I won't fight it anymore." He watched me with furrowed brows before a glimmer flickered through his eyes.
    "Alex please don't tell me things you don't mean." He groaned and threw his head back and closed his eyes.
    "I mean it. I love you, Yoongi. I've never stopped loving you." Yoongi's eyes snapped open. He stared at the girl he loved so much it hurt. He was waiting for a "but" and yet it never came. She just stood there holding his face in her hands, her eye's glistening with unfallen tears and he realized she was really going to him another chance. His lips crashed into hers and he yanked Alex forward onto his lap. She didn't resist him anymore just let him give her all of his love while she returned the feelings.
    "Yoongi, we can't, not here."
    "Shut up and just kiss me, Alex." I smiled as his lips reconnected and his hands encircled my waist lifting me as he stood from the chair. Yoongi rushed us into our shared room and away from where we could be interrupted.
"I love you, Alex. I'll never stop loving you."