pull to talk | yoonseok

06. Spoon

"Where were you this morning?" Yoongi was at shock after hearing this. He knew his parents would learn about what he was doing someday somehow. But only, he didn't prepare himself for the situation he knew would happen.

His abdomen flexed out of nervousness and his eyes became shaky. He was thinking of what to say but he couldn't thinking of any other tactics to slow the conversation down besides eating a spoonful and 'accidentally' dropping his spoon that 'took his time' to find it.

"Yoongi." his mother sternly spoke his name. He had no choice.

What did I get myself into?

Complete regret came over him and he didn't know what to do. He knew that if he told the truth, he'd have to face studying with his classmates and all the comparisons between this and that.

He just wanted to be happy.

Is it wrong that I just wanted to be happy?

I didn't hurt anyone this way but how am I still the bad guy?

It's all over. I have to go back the way I used to be.

His thoughts rushed in his mind as his cold and sweaty hands gently placed his dirty spoon at the edge of the table.

"Mom...please, hear me out. Please don't get mad at me." these words made his mother angry and worried yet she did her best to hold it in for Yoongi.

"Remember that time I gave you that letter Mr. Jin told me to give you?" he asked while staring at his bowl and dared not to look at his mother's eyes.

His mother was devastated. It was about this again. The same thing. "I do." his mother mumbled.

"I didn't know what to do, okay? After all of that, I thought everything was over. A few days ago, someone wrote something about me that hurt me." his words were like bullets that shot his mother multiples times, piercing her heart.

"I really didn't know what to do." he explained in his shaky voice. A tear drop landed on his bowl as he kept on speaking. "I still don't, mom. I swear, it's not that I don't like studying. You have to believe me!" he wiped his tears and started to shed tears.

His mother's heart sank to what she heard and saw.

'I really didn't know what to do.'

'I still don't, mom.'

She cried and went to her son to hug him.

"Of course, I believe you, honey. I definitely believe you."

They spent the whole Friday night talking about what Yoongi has done. His brother and father weren't home yet. She made sure they would finish talking and put Yoongi to sleep before his brother and father could get home.