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YoonHopeReader: Bittersweet Days- FLUFF AND ANGST (Request)

Third Person P.O.V.

"Sorry! Oh goodness, I'm so sorry!"

This had been about the fifth time you'd said sorry today... And it was only 7:48 am. You tried to be careful, you really did, but today was just not your day. You'd tripped over Holly (Yoongi's dog) on your way out the door, spilled your coffee on a stranger mere seconds after you got it, forgotten your phone at home (which Hoseok had so quickly and kindly given to you as soon as he heard you open the door) and on your second walk to work, you ran—quite literally ran—into some hot guy that wanted to get your number, making you late to work (and you still didn't get the chance to give him your number). And now you were apologizing because you had been called into your supervisor's office and you just didn't want her to give you a lecture about messing up your job. That, and the fact that you knew saying sorry was going to keep you from getting fired; or at least that's what you kept telling yourself. You had accidentally switched files on the paperwork you were given, but that wasn't exactly an easy problem to fix.

So that was one more thing on your list of "Sorry"s. You decided during your walk home from your now previous job that today was not only going bad, but was just bad luck in general. You were beginning to wonder what you'd done for Mother Nature to think you deserved this. That is until you got home to see Holly had gotten into your room and eaten practically everything she could have gotten her paws on. You hadbeen holding back your tears of depression...

Until now. All the events of today just seemed unbelievably wrong and was just not the way you wanted anything to go. You just felt so useless after messing up virtually everything. And to top it all off, you were out of a job and you had no way to pay to replace your furniture. You couldn't help but collapse onto the floor in tears. But the real icing on the cake was the fact that neither of your roommates were there to comfort you. So you sat there, in your destroyed room, sulking about how wrong everything was. Letting out all your emotions from the day. Letting out everything that you'd been trying to hold in over the past month, just crying out all of your worries.

You felt a strong, yet small hand on your shoulder and you turned your head slightly to see who it was.

"Yoongi," you whispered, leaning into his arms as he held you.

"It's alright, sweetheart. You don't have to say anything," he told you. A wave of relief washed over you as you felt Yoongi slowly pulling you up to a standing position. It was then that you realized Hoseok had also returned home. He came up from behind you and joined the embrace, enveloping you in a blanket of warmth and love. Although you were still under a dark cloud, you were starting to feel better now that your two best friends were there to comfort you. Hoseok and Yoongi were your safety net. No matter how bad anything got, they always found a way to comfort you and make you feel secure and loved. They were always there for you when you needed them most... Even if they were a few minutes late.

"Do you want to go get drinks at that club you like?" Hoseok's voice was hopeful and inviting. He always knew how to cheer you up.

"Yeah, maybe we could find you some hot guys to flirt with?" Yoongi suggested. You nodded your head and smiled a little bit. You may have been put out of a job, in need of some new furniture, and just plain down on your luck today, but you knew that as long as you had your friends with you, everything would be alright.