My Photographer (Yoongi Fanfic)

Going Home

Yoi and I were getting ready to head home when Takashimi called me. "Hey Yui! What're you doing right now?" He asked me. 

"Oh hi Takashimi I'm heading back home why?" I asked him. 

"Oh I thought you were leaving tomorrow, so I was thinking maybe we can grab some coffee." He told me. As much as I hated to turn him down I had to. 

"I'm sorry Takashimi, I have to leave in a little bit, maybe next time when I'm in France or maybe when you're in Korea?" I asked him. 

"Awesome." He said and I hung up first. 

"Takashimi?" Yoi asked me with his suit case. 

"Yep. Well let's go." I told him as we both left. We boarded the plane and I turned off my phone and I  was ready to go to sleep on the plane ride. 

We had landed and I turned my phone back on and Yoongi had spammed me with messages. 

'Where are you?!' -Yoongi, 12:30 

'Heeelllllooooo??????' -Yoongi, 12:45 

'HEEEEYYYYY!!!!!! Why aren't you answering your calls?!' -Yoongi, 12:59 

'ANSWER ME!!' -Yoongi, 1:20 

'Yui Lee! Answer me right now!!' -Yoongi, 1:40 

'Oh are you out having fun with other guys? HUH?!?! I SEE HOW IT IS!!' -Yoongi, 2:00 

'We're done Yui.' -Yoongi, 2:30 

Fifteen miss calls from him, he's so annoying jumping to conclusions. "Hey wanna stop at home or your apartment?" Yoi asked me. 

"Well we have school tomorrow, if you aren't planning to stay the night at my house then I think you should just head home Yoi." I told him as I turned my phone off again. 

"Are you sure? You don't need any shoulder to cry on?" He asked me. 

"Nope, I'm fine I'll go talk to Yoongi when I get home." I answered him. 

"Alright then, get home safely." He said and called mom. I called for a taxi and I headed out back to my apartment. I put all of my worn clothes into the washer and I put my hair up in a messy bun and I took my make up off. I got into comfy clothes and just relaxed for a bit. 

"Finally home." I sighed as I opened my laptop. I quickly grabbed my camera and uploaded the photos and I started to process them to my printer and I put on some music to jam out for a bit. Oh right, Yoongi. All I was wearing was Joggers with a causal t-shirt. I just slipped on my converse and I headed out. "Let's call him first." 

"Hello?" He answered. 

"Hey Yoongi? I'm coming over." I told him. 

"Oh so you're coming over now? What made you change your mind so suddenly huh?" He asked, he was hurt I know it. 

"I didn't change my mind. I need to talk to you anyways so I'm coming over." I told him. 

"Alright whatever, you have my address right?" He asked me. 

"Yea." I answered. 

"Alright then." He quickly answered and hung up. He's up to something I can tell. I reached his house and I rang the doorbell and he quickly came over to open the door. 

"Hey." I walked right on in the house. 

"You just walk in like you're family. Jeez." He sounded annoyed, of course. I'd be annoyed with myself also, which I sorta am. 

"Anyways we need to talk." I told him. 

"Okay what about?" He asked me as I sat down. 

"If we break up today then I'm going to study in France two months from today, if we don't break up today then I won't be going to France until next year. It's all your choice." I told him. 

"What do you mean?" He asked me. 

"I mean, is this the right time for us? Or are we moving to fast?" I asked standing up. 

"Yui, don't say that. This is obviously is the right time." He told me as he came closer to me. 

"Are you sure?! Yoongi are you sure?! I'm a heartless monster! You're a hotheaded dude! Is it really the right time?! Tell me!" I exclaimed pushing him away. 

"Yui, I certainly can't let you move to France on your own." He told me. 

"No, Yoongi I can. The question is are you willing to let me go if I do?" I asked him. 

"Yui I won't! I will never let you go!" He shouted holding onto me. 

"Then let me go, let me go right now so that I won't have to hurt when I do move. So that I don't have to put you through so much pain, let me go now. Say it's over!! Tell me that we're done!!" I shouted at him. 

"Why not you do it? Don't beg me to do it." He sniffed. I looked up at him and he was crying. 

"I want you to do it, because I don't deserve you. You don't need a girlfriend who will get mad over such a silly thing. Tell me!! YOU TELL ME THAT WE SHOULDN'T BE TOGETHER!!!!!" I shouted at him. 

"I said I won't do it! Don't beg me to also! Yui you're crazy! Letting us go after a few days?! What is your reason?! Why're you like this?! Yui is it because of last time? I promise I won't treat you like that ever again I promise! Please just don't let us go!" He sobbed, his head hung low and still gripping onto my shoulders. 

"I know you will treat me better next time. It's just... I'm leaving for France... not in two months, but in two weeks." I answered him with tears in my eyes also. "That's why I want you to choose Yoongi, please... please, choose one that will be best for the both of us." 

"Then don't leave, don't go. So I don't have to go through the pain of you leaving me forever. Please, stay with me until the end of time I don't want you to leave!" He cried. 

"Look at me." I lifted his chin up, "I don't want this either but... I've already chosen my path, it's your turn to help me decide. I can either go two weeks from now or go next year. Your choice." I was looking at his face and he was crying. 

"I love you Yui." He said and came closer to my face and he kissed me right there.