You Make Me High / yugbam

chapter vi

Mentions of drug use

Yugyeom pov

"Bambam? Open the door please, you've been in there awhile. I'm worried about you." I bit my lip in anticipation, hoping everything was okay. He always comes right to bed. I can't stand sleeping without someone next to me.

"Just come to bed. I'm sure anything you're upset about can't be that bad. You can talk to me and I'll rub your back. Please?" I whispered, my back sliding against the wooden bathroom door that our room shared. I can't help but think he's depressed, or ignoring me because I did something wrong. Did I do something wrong?

"Do you want me to leave, bambam?"

No answer.

I sigh and bring my legs to my chest. I can't even hear him breathing or moving around. This doesn't seem right at all.

Bambam pov

Yugyeom? Is that you?

I don't think he can hear me. I don't think I'm speaking at all, actually.

I never thought a bathtub could be so comfortable to lay in. Well, I guess anywhere is a comfortable place to lay in when you're high. Haha.

"Bambam? Did you laugh? Are you okay?"

I wish I could tell him to join me. It feels so good to be numb. I can't feel anything. Wow, I really can't feel anything. I feel like I can see everything though. Wait, water? I don't remember thinking about water.

"Bam, wake up! Please! Snap out of it!"

"No, stoph- no leave me alone!" I scream, trying to squirm but I can't even move my legs. I open my eyes and see yugyeom next to me, arms around my waist.

"Why did you do this? Why would you do this? Why didn't you talk to me? What the fuck, bambam!" He screamed. I opened my eyes again and noticed the shower head on. He was fumbling with the rubber band around my arm, and threw my needle out of the tub and into the sink. I just want to relax, why can't he see that? I don't want to fucking be here.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Yugyeom repeated over and over again in my ear, rocking my lifeless body back and fourth.

I started violently coughing up water, sitting fully up now.

Yugyeom pov

Oh god, it's all my fault. I should have known an hour ago that he wasn't just sitting in the bathroom just being oppositional.

He started coughing up water and I let my grip go to let him sit up. I rubbed his back and kissed his face, returning my arms to their original position, around his waist. I wiped his hair out of his face but didn't turn the water off because it's the only way he'll snap out of whatever he was taking.

He started violently crying, heaving, and panicking. I guided his head towards my shoulder and continued to rub his back.
I'm crying now, I can't help it. He's so broken. How havnt I noticed this? How didn't I see how much he was struggling? I'm his roommate for Christ sake.

"I'm s-sorry-y, gyeom." Bambam whispered, still crying, his tears blending in with the water that was pouring on us.

"Lets get you out of here and to bed, okay?" I said, turning off the water and kissing his face again before undressing him and grabbing a towell.

A/N
Descendants of the sun is so good I binged watched 9 episodes in two days lmao

Let me know if you like the different pov or if I should just stick to one