unlike anyone in the world - yoongi [completed]

4

you woke up with a slight head ache, having your body be completely awake. you sighed and swallowed your breath as you lifted yourself. your eyes were still tired but you didn't care. yoongi wasn't in bed anymore, which was surprising because he loved sleep. you got up and walked into the bathroom. you saw your face in the mirror. it was puffy and pink tinted, anyone could tell you'd been crying.

after you washed your face you went into the living room, the empty living room. yoongi was gone. again. you sighed and picked up your phone to message him.

minah : 

yoongi where are you? 

sent 4:56pm -read-

you sighed watching the phone, hoping for a reply. you ran your hand through your hair, closing your eyes and thinking about how you'd probably need to go to jimin's soon. you stood from the couch and went to the room to pack a light bag. I knew I should've just stayed. you thought to yourself. your phone suddenly chimed and you looked down to see a new message. 

yoongi :

out

received 5:47pm 

you looked at the current message. "out". what the hell did that mean? you let out a frustrated sigh and looked at your phone again.

minah :

where?

sent 5:49pm -read-

holding your phone with a tight grip you began seeing twinkling rain outside. it was a light pour but it was no good thing because it had the chance of turning into ice. you entered the living room with your small bag, sitting yourself on the comfortable, pink chair near the door. 

yoongi :

nowhere,okay? don't worry about it

received 5:58pm 

you looked in disbelief out the window, biting your lip with anger. how could he be acting like this? you propped your feet up into the seat with you.

minah :

where? tell me now.

sent 6:01pm -read-

you waited impatiently for a reply. you got up and put of your jacket, craving warmth. as the time passed slowly, no reply came. and eventually it was nearly an hour later. still no reply. so instead, you called him.

you dialed the number and surprisingly, it picked up.

"yoongi where the fuck are you!?" 

you asked with a strong anger rising in you. you had picked up your bags and were now waiting at the door to leave.

"i'm- i'm just....out." he replied. his words were slurred and his lips were tangled. he was drunk. you huffed at his reply. 

"what bar?" 

"i'm. i'm not at a bar- minnnahh." 

you shook your head and left the door. 

"i'm going to jimin's house."

you heard a groan on the other end, yoongi was mad.

"why? i told you i don't like you two together..." yoongi was irritated, you could hear the annoyance rise in his voice.

"and i thought i told you not to go to bars and get drunk. bye babe." you hung up the phone and rolled your eyes, now leaving for jimin's house. now was the time for you and yoongi's break. tears began to collect in your eyes when you hurried down the steps, out of the door. you dialed jimin's number, warning him for your arrival. 

"jimin, got some news..." you said. jimin was probably in the middle of dinner, or watching the television.

"what?" he replied.

"yoongi's drunk, again. his coping is terrible." you sighed.

"yeah. well...come over. I'm just making cookies. hahha. so....yeah totally come over."

"ha ha, sounds fun. i'm on my way now." 

"okay well be safe and talk to you later?"

"sounds good." 

the phone hung up after your last words and you hummed a smile onto your lips. you were washing that yoongi away for a moment. you hugged yourself as you neared jimin's house. you were excited to see him again, though you had already seen him not too long ago. 

it was nice to be happy again.