A Helping Hand | MYG & KTH

20 ~ Early Morning Drinks

It's well after midnight when I'm startled from my work by a knock on my studio door. It's leading into the morning I'll be starting classes at this point, something I'm severely not looking forward to, but I know it'll benefit my ability to get more work done for Daewoo. I have tight deadlines for him and a lot of work to complete one album let alone the several that he's asking for, and the fact that I've been doing advanced level work in order for Eunji and Bokgi to be passing their college classes gives me the be ability to focus on work at school since the work being given will be easy enough.

I frown at the sound of knocking though, knowing all of the boys should've been fast asleep by now as I glance at the clock to see it's nearly two in the morning at this point. I purse my lips as I stand from my desk, not thinking much at this hour to toss my jacket back on before I'm heading over to the door and opening it, not sure what to make of the fact that Yoongi's stood here wide awake at my door. It's only as his eyes begin to wander around my exposed skin that I realize my mistake, but it's far too late to be going and throwing it on, deciding to just deal with it as it is.

"What're you doing up at this hour? You should be fast asleep by now." I ask gently, not at all understanding why he's as awake as he currently is, but not wanting to be harsh on him either. He sucks in a deep breath at the question, hands stuffing themselves into the pockets of his sweats as his gaze falls to his feet.

"I can't sleep. I thought talking with you might help." Yoongi mutters out quietly, not bothering to look up at me. I simply offer a small smile at this, stepping past him to exit my studio before making my way over to the kitchen. I hear him follow along, confused for sure based off the way his feet patter against the hardwood. I don't bother paying him much mind though, catching it as he moves himself to lean against the countertop nearby where I'm working away at fixing up two mugs.

I recall the way he'd said that hot cocoa helps calm his nerves back on the first day we'd moved into this house, and I figure it'll help him to get comfortable enough to sleep tonight as well. Not that I necessarily intend to send him straight back upstairs to bed as soon as it's done, but as a way to help him settle down for the night. I also opt to make myself some tea, knowing I could use a little something to help ease my nerves for the coming days. Yoongi just watches me curiously, sitting on the counter with his feet swinging lightly as he watches, and I don't entirely know what to make of the sight or the way my emotions react to the sight.

It's easy right now, to be here like this with him, something very odd and strange to it all for me, something very foreign. I try to shake the feeling, shake the thoughts off as I make up the two drinks, trying to ignore it as I hand Yoongi his drink before motioning with my head for him to come back over to my studio with me. He merely pouts at this as he takes the mug, looking down at it with a tiny smile before carefully climbing down off the counter to follow me.

"So what exactly is it that you wanted to talk about?" I ask lightly once we're back in my studio with the door shut once more. I keep the room warmer than the rest of the house, so as to be able to be comfortable in my jacket outside of the room and comfortable without it inside. I pull my feet up onto the chair as I watch Yoongi do similarly on the couch, and there's something so very innocent to the way he looks all curled up with the mug in hand.

"Do you really think you're going to be able to get them all to a better place mentally?" Yoongi mumbles nervously as he looks down at his mug. I frown lightly at the question, head tilting to the side lightly.

"Of course I do, Yoongi. You saw the conversation I had earlier with everyone. I think we're already starting to see progress with Taehyung, considering the way he didn't so much as speak up during that talk. And I think Jungkook will continue to improve the more he spends time with all of you, the more he continues to learn how to define himself. I think Hoseok will do well too, his biggest problem is merely going to be the addiction he's had." I reassure in a calm voice, watching as he takes a deep breath before nodding.

"What about the others? Namjoon seems rather resistant to all of this and Jin hyung relapsed just yesterday. Jiminie didn't seem overly thrilled either." Yoongi argues worriedly. I just shake my head, smile still planted firmly on my face.

"I think we had a breakthrough with Namjoon today, which hopefully was instilled into Jin as well. I think Jimin snapping the way he had today was a sign of how desperate he is for everyone to get better. He may still be on the edge, but I think he's very much hoping for things to get better. I think as we get everyone else doing better, that Jimin will too. All seven of you are strongly interconnected, as everyone begins to do better, so will Jimin." I explain softly, and it seems to be enough for Yoongi to slowly begin to feel better as he sighs before taking his first sip of the hot cocoa I'd made him.

"You really think you can do this? On top of everything else that you have going on?" Yoongi asks, tone much more curious this time rather than fretting. I merely nod at this before taking a sip of my tea, not wanting to think about the work that's awaiting my attention to return to it.

"What all else do you have going on?" Yoongi questions next, head tilting to the side. It gives me that feeling from in the kitchen when he was sitting there swinging his feet lightly, and while I may not be able to place it, the feeling worries me nonetheless.

"I thought we already talked about this?" I counter, tone light as I too tilt my head to see how he responds to it this time. He simply pouts and shrugs, gaze seeming to fall and wander around the inked up skin visible to him currently.

"I guess. It felt very bare bones though. You don't exactly want to let any of us in, do you?" Yoongi elaborates, gaze slowly returning to mine once more. His tone is still light, though his response saddens me, leaves my chest feeling heavy. I find myself heaving a sigh at this, pursing my lips as I look down to the warm mug cupped between my hands carefully.

"It's in everyone's best interest to keep things that way, Yoongi. I'm just here to help the seven of you get better. The seven of you and myself will split ways once this is all said and done with, and the seven of you will be busy with work again and I'll go back to living with my bandmates and focusing on work again as well." I breathe out, not bothering to look up at him.

It scares me, scares me sitting here like this with him, being this vulnerable. It hurts to push him away, to push him away the same way I did with Taeju several years ago now. Taeju had wanted to befriend me and treat me like the little sister he'd lost long ago. Though, I was much more harsh about it back then than I'm being here with Yoongi, was easier back then to push Taeju away. Back then, I was angry at the world and didn't trust a soul, didn't want anything to do with anyone, didn't want anyone close unless I wanted to cause them harm.

Not that I want anyone close to me nowadays, not that I've learned yet to really trust much. But Yoongi... Yoongi's different. And it terrifies me. He shouldn't be, he shouldn't be any different. He's my brothers bandmate, he's just another random person to me at the end of the day. That's all the more he's supposed to be. I don't like the fact that he's different, different is a bad thing for me. Always has been.

"It doesn't have to be that way though. You don't have to be so alone here. You're so busy taking care of the seven of us and working day and night. Not being close to anyone you're living with, to the few people you see constantly, and drowning in work, it's a lonely place to be. I'm not saying you have to let everyone get close to you, but... you should at least get close to someone. I think it'd be good for us all to actually become friends, and maybe your band and us could all become friends after all of this is over, then you'd be able to hang out with us still and everything." Yoongi pouts, and it has me lifting my head up to look at him.

"We'll have to get to you know on some level eventually anyways. It's bound to happen when you live with other people. And eventually, someone or another will probably start looking you up just to try and know you better anyways so that we have a better idea of who we're dealing with and living with." Yoongi adds on, a look ever so innocent in his eyes. It has me chuckling though, shaking my head lightly as I look back over to him once more.

"You've managed to catch me without my jacket on tonight. I think there's plenty on the internet to keep you occupied for the next however long and I don't like wasting my breath if I can help it. I think that's more than enough for you for now. Now drink your hot cocoa before I start ushering you out and off to bed again." I tease lightly. He huffs at this, still pouting very strongly before looking down to his mug and taking another sip.

"You're not allowed to kick me out before I finish my hot cocoa."