We're Not Speaking The Same Language. - Min Yoongi-

Two Days

"They heard?" I say as soon as we got into the car. "Heard what?" Yoongi replied. "You know what I'm talking about." I said. "He told you?" He groaned. "That doesn't matter. What matters is that you have a problem with keeping things from me. You're completely fine with allowing me to walk around cluelessly about everything." I said. "This is the only thing I kept from you and I am sorry I should have told you." He apologized. "I'm not upset..and it's not the only thing you've kept from me." I mumbled. "Name something else I have ever kept secret." He demanded. "Your mental history." I state, staring straight ahead. "What are you talking about?" He asked, obviously defensive. I shook my head. "Forget it." I said. "No." He stopped the car.
Taehyung sat awkwardly in the back with Kae. I forgot he was there. I was sure he couldn't really understand us, but he knew we were about to get into it.
"Forget it. You're always trying to control someone. I said forget it, we'll talk about it later. Dang, do you not know how to let things go?" I didn't know why I was upset, but I was sick of his constant dominating ways. It was like he didn't even notice how pushy he could be. "Fine." He said, surprising me. He was so stubborn, I thought he'd want to keep going on about it.

{...}

"I have to go now-back to the hotel." Yoongi informed me. He sat his bag on the floor. I was watching television with Tae and feeding Kaelan. "Now?" I was upset with myself for allowing my desperation to show in the tone of my voice. "Yeah. I'll come back in a day, or two." I hated the reality of our situation. We are two different people. We live separate lives. I hate having to be so far apart, even when we're close. He came closer when I didn't respond and took Kaelan from my hold. He sat down to have a little moment with him before he had to go. He began to speak Korean, then kissed his forehead. He gently laid him down in his carrier. I wasn't sure if we were on a good note, but I didn't care. I would miss him even if it were only two days apart. He had work to do while he was here, so I had to let him go. I sighed standing up with him. I hugged him tightly, hiding my face against his neck. "I'll miss you." I said. He chuckled. "It's only two days." He said. He kissed my forehead before leaving a more sincere kiss on my lips. "I know and I want to say sorry about earlier. What's going on with you is your business and I won't try to force anything out of you." I said. He smiled. "Don't worry. You weren't wrong. I know you're just concerned. It shows you care and I promise we will talk about everything we need to later." He nodded. Taehyung cleared his throat. I chuckled turning to face him. "Alright, alright." I gave him a hug as well. "Bye guys, don't work too hard." "I'll make sure I don't. Just for you." Taehyung giggled.

{...}

I sat down and began to think about things. I was actually contemplating on turning my life upside down once again. I was actually willing to start over again. How could I ever even manage a career in Korea? How could any of this even work? I'm so comfortable here. This is my home, but I'm getting sick of constantly saying goodbye to someone I care about.

Incoming call from ThatGuyKy

[accept] | decline

Kyle: Bold
Sao: Italics

"hello"

My stomach held butterflies. I wasn't whether sure to be happy, or upset at the sound of his voice.

"hi "