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this is more of an imagines than a text, I wanted to write something different so here you go. hope you enjoy.
_______________________________________________________________________yoongi...
y/n pov.
"can you please come out of the room."
your soft knocks against the door try to get yoongi to leave the room, but he didn't move. you knew he didn't move because you can hear him moving around in his recording room whenever he does, and this time he didn't.
"baby please."
"No."
that was the first thing he's said to you all day long. no. your heart dropped but you still placed down the pink rose next to the other eleven that you left the previous days.
walking away from the door is one of the hardest things for you to do, yet everyday you do it knowing he needed his space. space for more than a week?
you began to think that it was your fault.
you would stop cooking dinner now that he doesn't eat with you, your losing weight slowly and it looks on you. whenever jimin comes to check up on you, he brings food for you to eat because you don't eat anymore.
"please eat, he won't leave the room knowing what he's done to you."
but you constantly said that it wasn't his fault, it was yours.
you sat on the floor leaning against the door knowing that yoongi was on the other side. you haven't cried seen, only because you know it would break him. but now you're broken.
tears rolled down your cheeks and your hand quickly covered your mouth knowing what comes next. you bit your lip holding the noise before quickly standing to your feet.
before you could walk away your arm was grabbed turning you around and pulling you into a warm embrace.
"I'm so sorry."
his voice which you haven't heard in ages made your sobs harder which you couldn't control.
"I missed you."
you sobbed the words out so that he could hear as much as possible.
"I'm so so sorry baby."
he played with your hair trying to calm you down, before pulling you away landing a soft peck on your lips.
"but baby"
he kisses you again.
"why didn't you eat?"
you hiccuped. you didn't know what to say to him. you opened your mouth to answer before he lifted up his sleeve. various scars and fresh cuts were exposed.
"no no no."
you fell to the floor sobbing uncontrollably as you felt so responsible for this.
"it's not you baby."
he joined you on the floor trying to calm you down.
"my mum, s- she's"
you didn't let him finish as you already knew, his mum has been sick for a long time now. it was about time.
"I felt like I only had her."
it was no his turn to cry.
"you have me."
you shared a strong, long, passionate kiss before calling jin and namjoon. you usually call them when you are both unstable to do anything, they keep you guys company.
"they're coming soon."
yoongi stood up before carrying you to the bedroom.
"I'm so sorry baby, I won't do it again."
"hand me your studio keys."
he handed them to you without any question.
he held you in his arms whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
"suga bear?"
"yes?"
"can you sing for me?"
he chuckled lightly before singing the well known song of Taehyung, 4 o'clock.
~ 11/10/17
I hope you like ittttt. If you would like me to write more then please vote. this is a little triggering, very sorry.
Jimins birthday is in two days I'm crying omg. my mochi is turning 22....while I'm still 16 UGHHHH
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