jealous | y.min

°nine

yoongi sat there, whilst silent tears streamed down his face. he was watching me, watching how broken i really was.
"im sorry," his voice called out weakly, small. my head whipped up, meeting his eyes. meeting the regret he held.
"im sorry for ignoring you, im sorry for not loving you correctly, im sorry for being a horrible boyfriend, im sorry for ditching you, and god dammit im so sorry for not treating you like youre supposed to be treated; a princess. you are my princess, my prince, whatever the hell you want to call it. and i am so sorry, baby-" he grabs my chin softly, and our faces become barely two inches from each other. "-i love you. with every single fiber of my being god dammit."