Yoongi stood in your room motionless, shock evident on his face. His hands shook, and his eyes quickly wandered your cold, empty room. A clank was heard when he dropped the key to your room.
"Y/N?" His called you, his voice wandering.
"What's wrong hyu-" the tough hard headed maknae stepped into your room, his sentence stopped as he saw tear droplets falling to the ground.
"Hyung? Where's Y/N?"
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FanfictionAngst, Fluff Imagines Some are super cute, some are super cruel --------------------------- 「（°ㅁ°）」 -jungfuqq
