7 Bangtan Princes || Completed ||

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"HANA!" Taehyung screamed into the phone when I answered.

"What?" I groaned, rolling over to see the blurry numbers on my alarm clock, my eyes focusing after a while to notice it was only 4am. "Taehyung, what the hell?"

"Yoongi!" Taehyung panted. "Just.. Just come here, to his house!"

"What about Yoongi?" I sat up immediately.

"COME HERE!" He hung up.

My heart quickened and felt heavy. What about Yoongi? Is he hurt? I scrabbled out of bed, caring that I was only in a long shirt and long silk bottoms, and through a coat over myself and some socks.

Chico whimpered to be let out but I could only apologize to him as I slipped on my shoes and bolted down the stairs. But... I don't have a car.. Buses don't run this late.

I don't live that far from him... By bus, that is.. Walking or running would just be too long. I pulled out my phone and called a taxi company.

"Can I have a taxi at _____, quickly!" I spoke urgently.

"We will be with you as soon as we can."

I hung up and waited, hugging myself to try and hide from the cold. What's wrong with Yoongi? I jumped up and down with impatience. I swear if Taehyung was just joking around with me, I will hurt him so bad..

After a while, the taxi finally came and I told him the destination. "Quickly, my friend is in danger." I think.

He sped quickly away, the rest of the drive was a blur. Shit I don't have money.

I wrote my number down on a piece of paper and handed it to him. "I don't have money with me. Call me tomorrow and I'll link you with my card so you can take the charge plus an extra tip."

He didn't seem too happy but he nodded and drove off when I left. I bolted into Yoongi's house and noticed Namjoon was here as well. I approached him first.

"Where is Yoongi?" I panted.

Namjoon looked a bit startled but remained calm for my sake. "He's in his piano room. He won't let us come in."

"What started this?"

"Taehyung stayed over here last night and in the middle of the night, Yoongi kind of lost his mind a bit and spouted random things before locking himself in his piano room. Taehyung got scared from the things he said and called the both of us." He spoke calmly as well.

I bit my lip and jogged down the hall, shoving Taehyung, who was pounding on the door, out of the way. I put my ear to the door. "Yoongi-ah. Can you open the door?" I sounded as calm as possible even though I was freaking out on the inside. I turned to Namjoon who joined us and whispered. "Did anything bad happen to him recently?"

"Mm.. The night after Christmas, so yesterday, his mom called him." Taehyung answered for Namjoon. "He was really angry after that and he's been a bit stressed since this morning about it."

"I think the stress just got to him." Namjoon responded.

I nodded a little and faced the door again. "Yoongi-ah... You said you'd let me help you when you are stressed."

Namjoon grabbed Taehyung's arm and dragged him away from the room, reading my mind. He might let me in if he thinks I'm alone.

"Namjoon and Taehyung are gone, Yoongi." I spoke softly. "Let me in, please."

I waited a while and heard the lock click before the door opened, Yoongi shielding himself behind the door so I couldn't see him right away. Once I had stepped in, he shut the door and locked it again, staring at me with empty eyes.