Scared to Love | Min Yoongi ✔️

~*Chapter 5*~

Why?! Why are they fighting?! Is it because of me? Ugh, whatever! I have to stop them before they do something stupid.

You start pushing through everyone. You got elbowed a few times but it didn't hurt. You got to the front, looked at Yoongi first and saw that his lip was burst and he had bruises on his face. Oh, God. You glance at Jungkook, he just has a bloody nose. So Yoongi started it, I'm guessing.

Jungkook was about to throw another punch to Yoongi's face but you scream at the top of your lungs, "STOP IT!!!". Jungkook looks at you, lowers his fist and smirks. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" He asked, turning his body to face you. "Leave him alone, you bastard." You managed to say back, gritting your teeth. Jungkook chuckles, "What if I don't?" his hand curled up into a fist and he was about to turn to Yoongi and punch him again but you act fast and...

kicked...him. Yeh... guess where. Got it? Good.

"AGH! WHAT THE HELL?!" Jungkook yelled as he fell to the floor curled up into a protective ball. You were dying of embarrassment and laughter inside but who cares? It was worth it. "Okay, everybody! Nothing to see here! Goodbye!" You shout to everyone still crowded round us three. As everyone departs, you turn back to find Yoongi leaning against the wall, panting. He looked beaten up and exhausted.

You quickly ran to him "Oh, my God! Yoongi? Are you okay? Here, let me help you to the nurses office!" You put your arm around his waist and his arm over your shoulder to help him balance. Everyone was away to class so nobody saw you. Yoongi was limping the whole way and you felt horrible that you were the cause of this. It breaks your heart to see anyone hurt because of you and you didn't do anything to stop it.

Since you hate that, you told the nurse you'll treat his cuts and bruises. "Are you sure, Y/N? I can do it if you want." The nurse seemed shocked that you were asking to do that. "I have to, Miss. Ross. It was my fault." I smiled at her. "Okay, then, sweetie. Good luck with him." She gave me a weak smile before walking out of the nurses office.

I walked up to Yoongi "I'm so sorry, Yoongi. This was all my fault." You had tears in your eyes but were forcing them to not fall. Yoongi was just sitting on the bed looking down. "It's okay..." He said, he didn't look up though.

"I'll go get the first aid box, hang in there." I said as I walk away to get the box from the corner of the room.

As I come back, I see Yoongi touching his shoulder weakly and wincing in pain. He didn't notice me until I knelt down in front of him, concern wrote all over my face. "Does it hurt there?" I ask, seriously worried about him.

"A little... not too much though. It's just a bruise." Yoongi replied still holding his shoulder. "Take your jacket off, I'll hang it up. It's just so I can see the bruises." Yoongi shook his head to signal a 'no'... I sighed, desperate to help him in this state, "Please, Yoongi? It's my fault, I have to help you or the guilt won't leave me..." A tear rolled off my cheek and onto his knee. He noticed it and looked at me immediately.

You wipe your tears quickly, "Why are you crying?" he sounds worried...? "I-I'm not. I just want t-to help..." You look down. He took his jacket off... probably out of that stupid feeling. Pity. The feeling you have a deep hatred for. You hate it when people feel pity towards you. But he had to take his jacket off, you got up and waited for him to hand it to you. He did eventually, "Thank you but don't feel sorry for me... ever."

He looked confused at the words that rolled off my tongue. "Why not? Don't people love that? Getting attention and shit?" he sneered. You chuckle lowly "Not everyone. Do you think I like it?" You say as you turned towards the pegs that hold your jackets, bags, ect.

"Well, considering you said not to, no. No, you don't like it." You turn back to find Yoongi staring at you, smiling. You narrow my eyes "Correct." You felt heat sneak up to my cheeks, Yoongi turns his head away though, failing to notice it.

Thank, God... wait. Why am I blushing? WHAT THE HELL?!

stopstopstopstop you dont like him... stahp. he doesnt like you.

You feel your cheeks cool down at your thoughts. You walk over to Yoongi "Where does it hurt other than your shoulder?" You ask, getting an ice pack and holding it to his shoulder to numb the pain. "No where.." He's lying... -.-

"You sure about that, tough boy?" You giggle out, he gives you a weird look. "Tough boy?" He sneers. "Yeah." you say confidently, staring right back at him. "Tough boy. Do I need to spell it out for you?" You joke. Yoongi just stares at your smirking face. He then shakes his head, smiling and turning away from your awkward staring contest that you basically won.

1:0 to me, tough boy. *cringy wink*

Oh, wait... his lip. Ugh, damn you Jungkook. Why punch him in the lips?! I READ FOR GOD SAKE! IT CLICHE AF!!

"Is your lip okay? I saw it bleeding earlier..." You asked, a little nervous on how you'll react if he says yes and you have to actually look near his gorgeous lips... Oh god this'll be harder than I thought. Breath, Y/N... okayy.

He wipes the half-dried blood off from the corner of his lips. "I'm okay." he popped, sternly, voice somewhat cold. What the hell? What's with the sudden mood change?

"Are you sure?" you asked, concern written all over the words that came out your mouth. "Yeah.." He stood up without looking at you and turn to grab his bag and jacket and walked off into the empty hallways.

You stood there confused. So you start ranting to yourself since nobody is around.

"What the frikkity frakk just happened?! Why did he just turn cold all of a sudden? Did I say something? Did I do something? Ughhh... and I thought girls were bad with this stuff..." You laid down on the bed Yoongi was previously sitting on and sighed deeply.

You stayed like that until the bell went off for lunch.

"Finally!" You jumped up and ran into the cafeteria to grab a muffin and some orange juice. After paying the lady that served you, you casually walk out of the cafeteria and go up to the roof top. It's cliche, again, but it's honestly the most soothing and calm place ever.

You sit against the wall that blocks you from falling to your death and just eat your muffin in peace.

Once you're finished you slump down, feeling exhausted even though you never really did much. The next thing you know, the world went black. Everything is as dark as a midnight sky, clouds covering the moonlight.

*A/N~ Okay, so um. Sorry for the really short ass chapter :/ Writers blocks getting to me a ton.

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