Losing Control | M.Y ✓COMPLETED✓

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I turned and hugged him. I couldn't resist. I could hear him gasp from surprise. He hugged me back and mumbled an 'I'm sorry'. I turned away again. He's not off the hook that easily.

"What's wrong?" He reached his hand out to me but I moved away. "I can't forgive you." He moved his hand back. He got up and left. I guess I can sleep in his room again.

I got my things and moved them to Min's room. I'm not calling it ours again. Its only his. I grabbed one of his shirts and put it on and a pair of shorts after I showered. I laid down on what was my spot on the bed. It felt weird to be back on that bed. I looked around the room. It looked the same, but darker.

I pulled the covers over my head and curled up into a ball. I didn't want to hear or see anyone right now. It's too weird. I put earbuds in and blasted some music.

The covers were pulled off of me and I felt the cold breeze. I didn't move. I stayed with my eyes shut. Then I felt someone shaking me. It annoyed me so I turned around. Yoongi. I pulled out my earbuds and sat up. "What?" I spoke harshly. He seemed takes aback by my sudden tone.

"I um, we... There's dinner. Dinners ready." He pointed behind him. "I'm not hungry." I tried to pull the blanket back but he held onto it too tightly. "No. You're eating dinner. You look anorexic again." His tone changed. And I was anorexic but I'm not gonna tell him that.

I got up and death stared him. "Whatever." I walked past him and into the kitchen. "Cheayeon, sit here." Jungkook motioned me to a seat next to him. I ruffled his hair and gave him a little side hug. He made me happy. He's like my little brother.

Jin had made dinner as usual. We all ate and everyone talked to each other. Besides me and Yoongi. We just ate and listened to everyone else's conversations. We occasionally made eye contact and he'd look away quickly. I just stared at him.

"Cheayeon, what did you do while you were gone?" My attention shot up to Jimin. Everyone's eyes were on me now including Yoongis. "Oh, uh nothing really. I just stayed locked up in my room." I looked down at my plate. I really didn't do anything. I had nothing to do and no one to talk to. I was alone in that big room of mine hidden away in the dark. I didn't like it in there. The scent of death stayed there from my cat. I never opened the curtains, and I hardly went down stairs to eat. I only left for work. But I'm not gonna tell them that.

"We missed you." Jungkook nudged me. I smiled over at him. I looked forward again. Yoongi was unfortunately sitting in front of me. He was looking at Jungkook. He looked angered. I looked at him in confusion. He saw me and changed his expression immediately.

We all finished dinner and went on our merry ways. I went into Yoongis room and sat on the small chair he had in the corner. The room was dark, cold, and quiet. I liked it like that. I just sat there with my head leaning back on the chair with my eyes closed. The door opened and light from the hall shone through. It was Yoongi.

He started to strip down to only his boxers. He the got in bed and pulled the covers over him. "Are you going to come to bed or what?" He said in a sleepy voice. "Whatever." I stripped down too. I got in bed and faced the opposite. I made sure to leave a decent amount of space between us.

"How long will you be mad?" His voice echoed in the silent room. "I already apologized Chea. I don't know what else you want. You're confusing me." He said the last part in a whisper. "I want Min back." I felt him turn over to face me. "I'm right here." I turned over and faced him. "No, you're not Min. You're Yoongi." I whispered. "Min was nice to me. Min took care of me. Min wanted me here. You wanted to kick me out. You said you didn't love me." I turned back over. "Chea, I'm sorry." He whispered. I closed my eyes with tears streaming down.

「Next morning」

I got up and looked for my bag for clothes. I was partially awake. I was stumbling around and couldn't find it. I reached to open the bedroom door but I was held back. I looked to my side and could barely see Yoongi. "What are you doing? You're half naked." I rubbed my eyes and looked down. Shit, I am.

My eyes shot open and I backed up. I looked around the room again and saw my bag. I ran to it and grabbed some clothes. I threw on a black hat a pastel pink tank top and some black jeans. I put on my white sneakers.

"Where are you going?" He stopped me again. "Work." I shoved his hand and walked out. I walked past everyone and gave them hugs before I left.

"Welcome to-" The bell above the bakery door rang indicating that a customer had walked in. It was Yoongi. He had Jungkook again. But this time, Jungkook had a paper bag in his hand.

"Hi kookie!" I walked around the counter and hugged him. "I- We brought you lunch. Since you work long hours, we wanted to make sure you ate." He handed me the bag and I thanked him.

"We aren't gonna be home when you get back." Yoongi spoke lightly, I could barely hear him. "Why?" I asked in s stern voice. " We have some uh, business to take care of with some people. Well be back around 9 pm tonight." Another gang issue I see. I nodded and hugged Jungkook goodbye.

I walked behind the counter and ate the lunch they brought me. Waiting behind the counter was boring. No one really likes baked goods anymore I guess.

My shift ended at 6 pm and I headed back home. I unlocked the door and walked inside. It was empty and quiet. I liked the quiet but not this quiet. I sat on the couch. Just waiting.

The door slammed open. It was Jungkook. Limping.

"What happened?"