Out Of Love [BTS ff]

《 24 》

Suga’s pov

“NONONO DON'T OPEN THE DOOR DON'T. OPEN. THE. DOOR!!!” Seokjin yelled while violently shoving popcorn in his mouth.

Not like the other members were any better. Ho Seok was literally cuddling next to the closest member he could find. Jimin sat there, laughing at everyone when they screamed, even though he'd occasionally get scared himself. It was so hectic, no one heard the doorbell ring.

“Yeah, ok guys, I'll get it,” I said, but no one listened. Everyone was too focused on the “horror” movie. “Scaredy cats,” I muttered after getting off the couch.

The closer I got to the door, the more annoying the knocking was. Whoever is on the other side of the door either really needed to pee or was just downright impatient.

“Chill, I'm coming,” I responded. The person didn't chill. Thanks for nothing.

To my surprise, I opened the door to see Song Mi, as frightened as the boys in the living room. Her eyes were wide and on the verge of tears, but she was holding them in. She was breathing heavily. I wasn't sure if it was out of fear, or if she ran 10 miles or something.

I softened up just looking at her. “S-Song Mi… are you okay?”

She looked up at me, her lip quivering. I could tell that she was losing it, and slowly the tears came out. It seemed to me that her instinct was to act tough, but it didn't work. Something must've happened to make her so shaken up.

Suddenly, she wiped her tears and threw her arms around my waist. Her head rested on my chest as more tears streamed down her cheek and got caught onto my shirt. Even so, she didn't make a sound. My hand gravitated to her back, patting her. “Shh, it's okay,” I whispered repeatedly, but I wasn't sure if it is.

Jimin’s pov

“GOSH DARNIT THEY OPENED THE DOOR ARE THEY STUPID?!” Seokjin thrashed around the couch, both afraid and frustrated, spilling the popcorn everywhere.

“Aiya!” those in the front row (me included) whined. Although we couldn't care less since it was technically free food.

“Hm?” I looked around and came to a sudden realization. “Where's Yoongi hyung?

“He said something about getting the door,” Namjoon replied. “Dunno why he's not back yet.”

That's… weird… I thought. Maybe chickened out? Nah, he wouldn't miss a chance to tease us for screaming like this. “I'll be right back,” I announced and left the room.

“Yoongi hyung?” I called, nearing the front door.

“I'm over here,” a voice replied. It was no doubt his voice, but why did it sound so… sad?

I went towards the direction of the voice. When I found him, I was shocked to see that he wasn't alone. “S-Song Mi?” I said, with a frail voice to match her, at the time, frail image.

As she lifted her head, her tears were revealed. She had a soft yet sad face, one that makes you scared to touch because you think that it would break into pieces. But as she aggressively wiped her tears, her expression became a glare. When she stood up and out of Yoongi’s arms, my eyes met his. He had worried eyes, though I wasn't sure why.

“Song Mi, a-are you ok?” I spoke softly.

She took a shaky breath before responding. “No, but only you and Suga know that.” Her glare reached both of us, and we nodded, not sure why she would want to keep it from the other members.

“Wrong,” a deep, smooth voice came from behind us. Coming out of the shadows (overdramatically) was Namjoon, with crossed arms. A smile that revealed his dimples was plastered on his face. “Now I know as well.”

A/N:

Ahhhh!! I've been woohoo inactive, and I apologize. But I'm here with an update! Now that school is over, I'm... still busy -_-

But I'll try to update more often now :)