Insane Without You | A BTS Suga fanfiction- COMPLETE✅

Twenty-nine

Yoongi's POV
I came out of the bathroom  after hearing a loud thud. When I went outside, I saw y/n on the floor...bleeding.
Shit.
What do I do now!?
I went up to her and carried her fainting body in my arms.
I smiled. Finally we're together. Wait. What are you thinking!? She's dying here, and you're thinking these random thoughts!?
I picked her up and laid her body on the bed.
After getting a bandage, water and some medicine, I treated her cut.
How'd she get that large cut in the first place?
I noticed the bloody blade on the floor and furrowed my eyebrows. Did she try to commit SUICIDE!?
No. I wouldn't let her do that. Was it because of me? Is she scared of me?
I really need to change myself.
Just for her, I need to change, and probably for my own well being I need to change, I need proper help, not those shitty useless treatments that rubbish asylum gave me.

Y/N's POV
I woke up to feel something warm wrapped around me. I squinted my eyes, trying to adjust to the daylight which seeped in through the window. The memories from last night came back. My arm. Shoot.
I turned to come face to face with Suga, who was sleeping peacefully.
He looked so peaceful and innocent at this time.
I took a glance at my arm which was now bandaged up. Did he do that?
Suddenly, I realized what position I was in. I tried getting up, only to have his arms wrap more tightly around my body.
"Good morning y/n" he spoke in his deep morning voice.
"..." I remained quiet.
"What happened last night?" He said with his eyes open now, looking at me with our faces only inches apart.
"N-nothing" I said.
"Surely it wasn't nothing. Your arm was bleeding like crazy and it was cut, and I found the blade all bloody." He said.
Shit.
"Y/n tell me the truth"
Oh no, here it comes, I'm dead.
"Were you trying to commit suicide?" He said sternly.
Wait what?
"What? No!" I said.
"Then why was your arm cut!?" He asked worriedly.
"Oh that...."
"Well...." he questioned further.
"Well, I had the blade in my hand to put it away somewhere and I tripped and cut myself by accident okay?" I said.
"Good. Don't ever try to kill your self. Never. And please be more careful next time," he sighed.
"I will," I said, trying to get up.
"No, please stay," he said sleepily and hugged my body close. I could feel his warm breath on my neck and could feel my cheeks heating up.
Before I dozed off again (cuz it was like 5 am), I could feel him kiss my temple and mumble something which I couldn't make out.
Do I really love you?
I might, and I think-no, I know I do still love him, but am I still ready to let go of the past and forgive him fully? Maybe no. But can that change?

The end.

Lol, jk jk this isn't the end😝😘