Love Song | myg

[4/15]

FINE
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4:30am

Yoongi sighed, tossing his things on the kitchen counter after shutting the door. He removed his jacket and hung it over a chair before heading to your bedroom.

He silently got into the bed and made sure to cover both of you before shutting his eyes, resting his head against the pillow.

4:45am

BEEP BEEP

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BEEP BE—

You rolled over and turned off your alarm, feeling Yoongi stir beside you.

"What time is it?" He groaned, rubbing at his eyes groggily.

You sighed as you propped yourself up with your arms, "4:45, my boss wants me and my team to come in early today."

Yoongi mumbled something under his breath, "I just got home like twenty minutes ago."

You gave him a sympathetic look before standing up, "Sorry, I couldn't get out of it this time."

Yoongi sat up, "You're always at work. You're never home."

You scoffed, "Hi pot, I'm the kettle*."

Yoongi clicked his tongue, "At least I try getting home early."

You furrowed your eyebrows as you changed out of your pajamas, "You're not seriously telling me I spend more time at work than you do."

"All I'm saying is that you could try to schedule your work days so they aren't so random—"

"So you're saying it's my fault we don't see each other all the time. And not the fact that you probably see your fans more than you see me."

Yoongi swing his legs over the side of the bed, "Don't turn this on me, at least I don't leave before dawn."

You laughed, "Yeah! You get home at dawn."

Yoongi ran a hand through his hair as he stood, tiredness evident in his eyes, "I'm not just taking about work hours. Whenever we go out, you get distracted by your phone. You always have to take a call or some shit."

You frowned as Yoongi continued, "Sometimes I think you love your work more than you love me."

You gasped, your lips forming a scowl, "Don't you dare try to guilt trip me! You know full and well that I'm just trying to keep my job! I'm not some talented rapper that can make money just by fucking breathing! I need to actually try to do something productive instead of acting like a stupid puppet for the music industry."

Yoongi scowled, his eyes narrowing, "You sound so confident, but in all actuality we'd see each other more often is you actually showed your face instead of hiding like a child! I'm tired of all this sneaking around like what we're doing is wrong!"

You felt your eyes get teary from the anger, "And get attacked and threatened by your 'fans'?! I've told you exactly why I can't show my face. Revealing myself does you more good than it does me!"

Yoongi opened his mouth to counter but you interrupted, "While you'll be sitting in your expensive apartment with all this new publicity for your group, I'll be out of a job and have people that I don't even know threatening me and my well being! Possibly even going after my family!"

Yoongi's eyes widened.

You felt a tear fall from your eyes and down your cheek, "It's not just that. Every time I even mention moving in together, you cut me off and change the conversation! We'd see each other more if we actually lived in the same building and didn't have to go through a fuck-ton of traffic and hassle to get to the other person's apartment!"

Yoongi waved his hands exasperatedly, "How am I supposed to even consider moving in with someone that doesn't want anyone to know we're dating?! I haven't even met your parents yet and it's been, what, a year?! Do you realize how shitty that makes me feel? Am I not good enough for you?!"

You pursed your lips in frustration, "Do you even realize how shitty this make me feel? You act like moving in with me is the end of the world! I understand that you love the boys, but you love me too, right?"

Yoongi's eyes softened, but his frown deepened.

You sighed, grabbing your purse and phone before walking out, "I'll just let you dwell on that."

He laughed sarcastically, "You're just walking away? Running away from your problems doesn't solve them (Y/N)!"

You scowled, your hand on the doorknob, "Don't let the door hit you on the way out, Yoongi."

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* she's referring to the saying "the pot calling the kettle black"
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A/N: sorry it's so short but I feel like it's better to end this here ;)

sorry if it was too angsty lmao

some people told me I needed more "problems and cliffhangers" and I agree so here you go peeps

a fight

adios for now my friends :P