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Yoongi

A/N: this is an angst with Yoongi. This was a request. So be prepared!

"Brittany? Can I talk to you for a moment please?" Yoongi asked standing by my door frame.

"Uh sure." I reply patting the spot next to me on my bed.

When he walked in he shut the door. Once he sat on the bed he faced me so I moved to face him too.
"What did you want to talk about?" I ask curiously.

"Brittany, when we talk on the phone when your home alone aren't the same when your with someone at home.... you don't sound the same. I hear it in your voice." Yoongi paused. "Tell me what's wrong."

I looked down. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I held them back. "When I was younger I would be at my house by myself a lot. It got really lonely. I always hated being alone cause it left me with my thoughts. Every time my parents offered me to go somewhere with them, have be going to the store for fifteen minutes, I went. I don't know when, I don't know how, but I developed a fear of being alone."

Yoongi was holding my hands to comfort me. Every once in awhile squeezing them. I've never told that to anyone. This was probably a mistake.

"Why don't you tell us sooner? We could've had someone stay home with you every time we went out."

"When you guys went out, it was your 'guy time'. So I didn't want to be bothersome."

He pulled me into a hug. "You will never be a bother to us. I'll stay back every time the others want to go out."

"No. You need to have fun with them." I say pulling away.

"Do you really think I have a lot of fun? I've been with these guys for seven years. I could use time off from them."

I laugh a little. "Is there anything else you want to tell me?" He asked looking in my eyes. I guess I should just spill out my feelings.

"On the days where I just feel sad, I always get flash backs of every bad thing that has happened in my life. I always get depressed and feel like I don't deserve to have you guys. I haven't talked to my friends much because of the schedule." By thins point I had tears streaming down my face. "I get so stressed easily. I get panic attacks a lot. There's days where I just feel like giving up. I've had thoughts that I shouldn't have, that I done even want to talk about right now."

"It's ok. It can wait when you're ready. Don't feel pressured just to spill all your feelings at once. A little bit at a time. I know how your feeling. I've been through the same thing." He said calming me down. He then stride up. "Why don't we watch a movie for now?"

"I would enjoy that a lot." I say to him with a small smile.

We watched the movie and at some point I feel asleep with my head on his chest. Eventually his breathing slowed and he feel asleep. 

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This wasn't much of an angst. I'm not good at writing them so it will take time till I get good at them. Anyways I hope you enjoyed. Leave any suggestions you have.

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