Bittersweet Emotions

Chapter 9 ~ Parents

{Your Pov}

A few days have passed and the day my parents visit has come. I have spent hours making sure the house was clean and tidy, everyone except Yoongi said they will be going out tonight as to not interrupt the visit.

I sat on the couch feeling a little nervous because I would be seeing my parents after quite some time and let me just say that last time we were together things didn't end very well. All I want to remember is everyone yelling and things getting broken.

"Calm down, there's nothing to be nervous about." Yoongi sits beside me on the couch, I lean down and rest on his chest.

"Yeah well my parents are assholes so don't expect them to love you right away, unlike me." I say with a weird laugh at the end.

"If your parents can't see how much I care about you then they're blind." He says and kissed my cheek.

Knock Knock

I freeze at the sound of someone knocking on the front door.

I slowly stand up and Yoongi follows behind me.

I grasp the door handle with my hand slightly shaking. I pull the door open revealing my parents, both sharing the same blank expression they had when I left.

"Hey mum, dad." I say shortly giving them the weakest smile then looking at the floor.

"Mr and Mrs L/n it's so nice to meet you." Yoongi bows with a smile.

"It's nice to finally meet you too, Yoongi was it?" My mother says and Yoongi nods.

"yes. Min Yoongi."

My parents enter the house and we take a seat in the living room, silence overcomes the room.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" Yoongi offers breaking the silence.

"Water please." My father speaks up and Yoongi get up walking to the kitchen. As soon as he was out of sight my mother clears her throat causing me to shoot my attention to her.

"So that's  the guy you love so much?" She rolls her eyes and I clench my fists trying not to yell at her.

"Yes. He is." I answer with annoyance clearly evident in my voice and I look away.

"He looks like a scamp." My mother utters under her breath.

"What happened to the other one?" My dad asks.

"H-he's in jail" I reply feeling my parents glare at me. "He abused me." I say this time with more confidence in my voice. "Yoongi was the one that sorted it out with authorities."

Yoongi comes back with some glasses of water and places them on the coffee table.

"So, Yoongi where do you work." My father stares at Yoongi as if he was expecting him to say he deals drugs or runs a prostitute ring in Seoul. That's just like my father, a judgmental asshole.

"I work in the music industry, my friends and I are actually part of a group called Bts." Yoongi says with a slight hint of bravery when speaking with my dad. My eyes widen slightly at his statement. 'H-he's an idol?!' I think as my mind goes crazy, why have I never asked, that's probably why he was gone with the others all the time.

"So Y/n is only dating you because you're famous." My mum concludes interrupting my thoughts and shoots me an evil glare.

"that's not true, she cares for me and I care for her very much. Please don't use my popularity as an excuse to make your own daughter miserable because you know you're wrong about me." Yoongi says making both mine and my parents eyes widen. He said that with a completely straight face I was questioning if he was meant to keep that in his head.

"Excuse me!" My mother gasped with an angered expression.

"I'm sorry to say this but I believe I am right. Y/n warned me that you would find any way possible to dislike me, I guess she was right." Yoongi spoke once again with a blank expression.

"It's not our fault our stupid daughter can never choose a suitable partner." My mum spits harshly. I feel tears prick the corners of my eyes as I get up and leave the room. I walk into Yoongi and my room slamming the door and falling on the bed.

I hear Yoongi usher my parents out of the house closing the door and heading towards me.

{Yoongi's Pov}

I slowly open the bedroom door seeing Y/n crying in a tight ball in the corner of the bed. I immediately rush to her side, small tears threatening to fall from my own eyes seeing her like this. I wrap my arms round her tightly, rubbing her back soothingly.

"Y-Yoongi," She sniffs through her tears which were now soaking my shirt but I didn't care.

"Calm down don't worry about them, you have me and I'm never going to leave you" I say in a calm, soothing voice slowly rocking her in my arms.

After some time she falls asleep, I look down at her sleeping figure a small smile spread across my lips. I lay beside her and close my eyes slowly drifting off to sleep as well, praying that she will sleep peacefully.