Love only an author can tell

Six

Soon the movie ended, and Yoongi forced himself to stand "thank you for having me over sunshine~" Hoseok chuckled, standing up as well and propping his elbow up on the older's shoulder with a smirk "no problem sleeping beauty, come over any time!" Yoongi rolled his eyes, holding back a grin as he shrugged the younger's arm off "don't call me that." Hoseok gasped, holding his chest with a playful pout "Fine! If I can't call you sleeping beauty, you can't call me sunshine." Yoongi's eyes narrowed, an actual scowl slipping over his face at the thought of not being able to call him sunshine "whatever. I guess I'll allow it.." Hoseok smiled widely, chuckling "I knew that would work. But on a serious note," he paused, making sure he had Yoongi's full attention before continuing "you can come over any time Yoongi. I mean it." Yoongi smiled slightly, patting the dancers arm "I will. Thank you Hoseok, for everything." Hoseok smiled, shrugging "it's no problem at all, I'm glad to help in any way I can. That's what friends are for right?" Yoongi chuckled quietly, walking to the door while Hoseok followed behind him, the writer stopped at the door and pulled him into a hug "yeah I guess. I'll be seeing you around sunshine." Hoseok smiled, pulling away from the hug with a grin "and I you, sleeping beauty." Yoongi slapped his arm playfully at the nickname before stepping out into the hall.

Yoongi quickly ventured down the stairwell, opening the door on his floor and stepping around the corner only to see Jimins back, his best friend was heading towards his apartment. Yoongi watched as Jimin, Taehyung and Junkook walked slowly, laughing occasionally. When the trio finally reached Jimins apartment, Yoongi quickly walked to his own door, utterly ignoring his best fiends chipper voice "Yoongi! How've you been?" The writer kept his back to Jimin and unlocked his door, stepping in and slamming it behind him. Once in the safety of his home, he locked the door and leaned back against it, merely listening to Jimins knocks and pleas for him to open up. He couldn't face the younger, he was still hurt from the fact that Jimin hadn't talked to him in months. Finally after around five minutes of knocking, he heard Jimin sigh, followed by Taehyungs soothing voice "Jimin... Come on, he probably didn't hear you, just call him later.." He heard footsteps shuffle away, then a door shut, and Yoongi frowned. He really felt like a grenade, always hurting the few people close to him. He locked the door, and moved to his room to plop face down on his bed tiredly.

A few hours later, and Yoongi was awoken from his peaceful slumber by someone pounding on his bedroom door. He growled, rolling out of bed and slowly shuffling to the door. He glared, assuming it would be Jimin and swung it open only to see Jin instead of his best friend. The older had his arms folded across his chest, glaring right back at Yoongi, who rolled his eyes "what's up your ass princess?" Jins jaw clenched in anger, and without thinking it through, he shoved Yoongi roughly "how could you even think about hurting yourself?? Do you have any idea how selfish that is?!" Yoongi's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion as he asked "what the hell are you talking about?" Jin rolled his eyes, snapping "Namjoon told me that Hoseok had to come down here for suicide watch last night because you were in hysterics!" Yoongi didn't know what to think, or feel. He was so confused. Why was Jin so angry? How did Namjoon know what he'd said to Hoseok? And most of all why did Namjoon tell Jin everything?? Deciding to ask the outraged older man, he lowered his voice "why are you so damn mad? And what do you mean Namjoon told you Hoseok had to keep suicide watch??" Jin scoffed "I'm mad because one of my friends actually thinks taking the easy way out is better than living, you're going to therapy Yoongi, I swear it. You're going even if I have to drag you there against your will. You're sick! Why can't you see it??!" Yoongi flinched at the words, shrinking slightly "I'm not sick.. I don't need a shrink, and I don't need you to baby me. Now I'm only going to ask one more time, where did Namjoon get his information?" Jin growled, and if Yoongi hadn't known how big of a pacifist Jin was, he would've been scared. Jin rolled his eyes "Hoseok told him, why do you care?" Yoongi blinked, chest aching at the thought of Hoseok telling Namjoon everything he had held secret. He was a burden, a nuisance. This confirmed it. Hoseok didn't want to help him, he complained to Namjoon about having to watch him, Yoongi couldn't believe his ears. In a flash, his sadness had morphed into anger. He shoved Jin back finally, shouting "you're not taking me to a head shrink until you go for your fucking mommy issues-" a slap rang out. Yoongi reached a hand up to his stinging cheek, avoiding eye contact with the older man instead whispering "get out."