BTS Smut and Scenarios #Wattys2016

Suga

Genre: Angst

No messages, no calls. None.

Yoongi, where are you?
Yoongi, what are you doing right now?
Yoongi, why are you ignoring my calls?
Yoongi, I miss you.

Please just answer my call for once. I have to see you. I really miss you, Yoongi.

You didn't come home for days. I know you've been working hard on the upcoming album with BTS, but can you please at least send me an 'I miss you'?

I need to know you're doing fine.
I need to see you.
I need you.

I have lots of things to share with you.

Good news, bad news.. Everything.

I can't live without you.

Do you know how happy am I when I thought you finally answered my call? But the smile turned into a frown as Jimin speaked through the phone.

"Yeoboseyo, noona? "

"J-Jimin-ah.. Where is Yoongi? Can you ask him to talk to me? "

"Uh.. Um.. I-I'm sorry noona, but Yoongi hyung is busy right now. "

The same answer every time. What did I do to deserve this, Yoongi? I love you with all my heart. I really do.

That night you came home with a sour face. I decided not to bother you, not to ask you where have you been. So I prepared a hot and relaxing shower for you, and your favourite dishes.

I waited for you at the dining table, staring at the dishes that are turning cold. Still, you didn't come down. I tried to open the door that leads to our shared bedroom, but it was locked.

I knocked on the door lightly, asking you to join me for dinner. But you yelled at me. You asked me to shut up and fuck off.

Tears poured down my cheeks like a stream. My body was shaking in anger and sadness. The dishes I made for you. Only you. I dumped them into the trashcan. Do you know how much effort I put to make your favourite food? You don't, Yoongi.

All you know was to yell at me to release your stress and tension. I'm not a toy, Yoongi. I'm your wife. You're supposed to treat me well.

You promised me you'll love me forever, and make me the luckiest girl in the world. Now you treat me like a trash.

And that's how I learn to stay strong. I can do it. I kept telling myself that I can live even without you. I stopped calling you, messaging you or even make dinner for you.

I stopped talking to you, or even look at you. It's not so hard to ignore you actually, since you barely comes home now.

Today, I packed up all my belongings into my luggages, and placed a piece of paper on the table with your favourite pen beside it.

This is the first time you came back almost immediately after I texted you. You looked at me and asked what's with the luggages.

I pushed the paper nearer to him when he sat down in front of me.

"Sign this. " I said coldly.

Yoongi's eyes went wide, staring at me in disbelief.

"W-What is this, (Y/N)? "

"Can't you read? I thought it clearly says it's a divorce paper. Just sign it, stop wasting my time. "

"No! Why the fuck would I sign?! Why are you divorcing with me?! " Yoongi yelled panickly.

"You don't know the reason? Oh, you can think slowly after you sign this paper. I'm outta here, goodbye Yoongi. "

Once I walked out from our house, I never turn back to look. I called for a taxi and asked the driver to take me to my friend's house.

Never did I feel so fresh and free...

THIRD PERSON'S POV:

Yoongi was confused. And devastated. And sad. With mixed emotions, he gripped the paper with his trembling hands.

How could you sign this? Why did you sign this?

He spent the whole night trying to figure out what's the reason. And something made him realize what's the reason.

He checked his phone. The call log was once full with your missed calls, and the message box was also once full with your concerned texts.

But you stop calling him or texting him since last month. He had forgotten what is the taste of the dishes you made for him. He had forgotten the taste of your lips. He had forgotten your scent.

He knew he was wrong. But it was all too late. He knows you should deserve someone better than him. So in the end, he signed the crumpled paper while sobbing uncontrollably and texted you one last time.

I signed the paper. Please be happy without me. I'm sorry. And I love you, my ex-wife. — Yoongi