Yoongi Little Space

A Bad Spill Pt.2

A/N - I'm so sorry for the late post you guys. I accidentally fell asleep and couldn't post anymore! Running on three hours of sleep is not healthy guys, don't do it haha

Anyways, sorry again for this chapter. It's so angsty and depressing haha. I seriously wrote part 1 half asleep in an hour so I was completely stuck on what to write here. I didn't want it to be like other fics (I-I'm Sorry, for example) so I kind of tried going a different approach? I hope you guys like this chapter either way, at least a bit~ :)

Odd. That is the only way the members could describe the past three weeks to be.

It had been awfully quiet without the random appearances of little Yoongi (and regular adult Yoongi himself) in the Bangtan dorm.

The members would wake up and he was already gone. Yoongi would leave early morning to his studio before the sun was even up. Then, when the boys would go to sleep, Yoongi still hadn't returned home. The only way they would hear from him was through their phone's speaker, the only evidence of him still being alive. Since they we're all still on break from their schedules, they would see him only once a week during their weekly dance practice. They hated how the rapper now looked. It reminded them of their trainee days. He was there, but his expression made him seem as if he was in a very far, dark away place.

Another reason why the dorm was so quiet was because no one knew what to say. Namjoon would enter and they could see his stress radiate off. After the members had heard the entire story, from start to finish, they had decided on one simple thing. Not to choose sides.

The group knew their leader very well. After knowing him for over seven years, they knew how Namjoon exploded when over stressed. Did they think it was right to yell at little Yoongi? Especially since he yelled at him about his little space while knowing how self conscious the oldest rapper was on it? Maybe not, but they knew it wasn't his entire fault either. All the members felt stressed with the situation as well. Only two of them fought but they all seemed equally affected. If only they had arrived five minutes earlier, this entire thing could have been avoided.

The leader was also distant from the group too, but not by choice. The company has been sending him to different places, different celebrities, and different producers to discuss on collabing over future works. Bang PD had also given him a month extension to finish the song that had been the victim of the spilled drink, (not that Bang PD had to know or else he would have got an earful) using the excuse of all the trips he has had to do. The leader was stressed more than ever, having to finish a song he hadn't even started in a week, continue making more collaboration meetups, and fixing his relationship with Yoongi. Namjoon sighed at his desk.

He groaned miserably as he let go of his pencil and dropped it over his new lyric book. He sat in his chair, face in hands, the whirring of his new computer system being the only sound echoing the empty room.

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"Where's Namjoon?"

The youngest members ceased their laughter, the sound halting in the quiet dance room.

They looked down to the short member with a face filled with shock. The boys were surprised to hear their most quietest and distant member finally speak to them after almost an entire month. They were even more shocked when they realized what he had asked them.

The maknae line, who were the only ones near the rapper, (Hoseok was close to the mirror helping Jin with the moves he couldn't get) didn't know how to respond. Finally, Jimin decided to answer his hyung.