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Y/n's POV
'Should I open the Snapchat he sent me?' I considered every chance of it being a break up note, there's actually a bigger chance that it is one but the curiosity can kill so I decided to open it.
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I was relieved that he wasn't breaking up with me. Felt good to know he still loves me but the message deeply concerned me. 'What is he going to do?'
Yoongi's POV
I pack my things up thinking about what to do next. "Just the musts, just the musts..." I kept repeating myself, getting things around the house. My parents weren't here, they don't care about me, I started cutting myself again out of frustration but they didn't even notice any of it. I needed attention desperately and there was only one person who could give it to me. But there were barriers 'this and that' added a lot to it. It was hard to keep in touch with her. I couldn't wait, I want her.
I took the last look of my room and closed the door before leaving it. My parents probably won't think that I'm gone until they need me to do a favor for them, that's what I felt like... A slave, a servant who doesn't get any love nor attention.
I locked the door and headed to the bus station. It was like a 20minute walk. Having my earbuds in was like a pain relief, I tried not to think about any of this. I sat in a bus which had a number 31A written on it. It will lead me to the future I said as I bought a ticket and sat down in the back row. I didn't recognise a guy next to me until he started talking, which annoyed me because I was listening to music. I thought I would switch seats so he could talk to the person he was talking to , but I looked around and it seemed like he was talking to me.
"Are you talking to me?" I asked
"No, I'm a psycho who talks to himself" he joked. He looked like a pretty funny and friendly guy. "Of course you, who else?"
"I don't know..." I shrugged my shoulders
"What's your name?" He asked pulling his hand in front of me for a manly handshake which I wasn't used to.
"I'm Yoongi" I said not even caring about his hand.
"Cool, I'm Namjoon" he pulled his hand back in disappointment but he still had a smile on his face and deep dimples on his cheeks.
We talked about a lot of things, he was a really nice guy, I was happy to find a new friend after a long time. It turned out that he had a pretty similar story to mine.
But the bus stopped and we had to get out. The difference between us two was that he was heading home, and I was heading no where.
"Hey, do you want to come over?" He asked me and I nodded.
We walked down the street until we had a turn. We were talking the whole time and he suggested me to live with him if I pay half of the rent as soon as he found out that I'm pretty much homeless. I had all my life savings, it wasn't that much, just a couple hundred of dollars, but I planned to get a job.
I didn't expect a hotel like apartment, just a roof above my head, but as soon as we entered the apartment my jaw dropped in awe. "I'm sorry, this apartment costs more than my life, I can't live here, I don't have enou..." I got cut by him patting my shoulder.
"It's okay bro, I was just joking, stay here as long as you need to"
He showed me around and it was truly a big apartment. It had 3 guest rooms, he dedicated one to me and I felt appreciated. It was weird how a stranger could be so generous and friendly to me. Nobody was ever generous to me...
