Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Twelve

The first rays of the sun were entering the room as I slowly open my eyes, that very familiar dark ceiling staring down at me. I glance to my right to see that Yoongi is still sleeping soundly beside me. Although he may be tough sometimes, when he sleeps, he looks like a small kitten. "So adorable..." I chuckled while removing a few strands of hair from his face. 

Wanting to surprise him, I slowly sit up on the bed looking around for a pair of slippers to wear before I leave for the kitchen. While doing so, a small black bag resting on the cupboard caught my attention. I reach out for it to see its content but halfway towards it, a large hand grabbed mine, stopping me from reaching the bag. Soon after, I felt another arm wrap around my waist moving my body back on the bed and into a warm hug. 

"Good morning Chim," Yoongi greeted me with his husky morning voice. Just those three little words were enough to make a huge smile form on my lips. 

"Mornin' Suga," I greeted him back while turning around to peck his lips. "What's in that bag?" I asked, having curiosity take the better of me. 

"Oh... That? It's nothing. Just a few pills. I have problems with headaches and insomnia so I take some painkillers and sleeping pills from time to time. Nothing to worry about,"  Suga answered while snuggling me closer to him. I only hummed in response to his statement. However, I still had a weird feeling that there was more to it in that bag that he didn't mention to me. I wish I could ask him about it but I don't want to be a burden to him. 

Soon after, he got up from the bed and picked up some clothes for me to wear after taking a shower. I kindly accepted those and left for the bathroom. When I was done and back in his bedroom, the black bag that contained medicine, according to Yoongi's story, was no longer where I last saw it. "Now I'm pretty much sure he is hiding something from me. And since he is denying to confess me the truth, I guess I will need to find it out on my own." I whispered to myself while taking my phone off the bed and leaving to join Yoongi in the kitchen.  

___________________

A whole week has passed since I run away from my home. I'm living with Yoongi and everything seems fine for now. At least things are fine during the daytime. One the night comes and we go to sleep, I would find Yoongi waking up constantly after having a bad nightmare. It worries me a lot that I don't know what is the cause of these constant nightmares. But what also worries me is that he doesn't talk to me much about it.  After waking up because of them, every time he would call someone and talk to that person instead of reaching out for help and comfort from me. I wouldn't say that he is cheating on me but not knowing who that person he speaks to makes me feel a lot insecure... 

"What do you want for dinner?"  I asked Yoongi who was looking at something on his phone.

He moved his gaze from his phone to me before speaking. "Maybe I should prepare dinner tonight? Last time you cooked, it burned a little..." he stated while rubbing the back of his head. 

"How about we call Jin over?" I suggested although I wasn't fully serious about it. 

"That's not a bad idea."

"I was just kidding."

"No. Seriously. I'll call Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok over and you can call Jungkook and Taehyung. We could all have dinner together."

"Well, if you say it that way, it's not a bad idea at all."

"When did I ever have a bad idea."  Yoongi says making his 'swag' face.

"Hmm... Like when you wanted to reach and get that package with pots that were on top of the kitchen and it ended up falling on top of your head? Or when we were having a walk by the sea and you wanted to sit at the edge of a big stone so you could dip your feet in the water and almost fell in it? Or when..."