He had said too much. Not just to her, but to everyone. He put too much of himself out there. And he hated it. He let his walls down.
He wasn't supposed to trust the others. He had one rule. Just keep to himself. It's gonna be okay, they'll forget about it. They were drunk anyway. He was trying to reassure himself. Trying to forget about what happened. Trying to get as drunk as he could.
He gulped down the vodka, scolding himself. Don't let it happen again. Learn from your mistakes. He stumbled around the dark streets of Seoul, too drunk to manage himself.
He couldn't get hurt.
Not again.
He staggered towards an alleyway, muttering nonsense to himself.
"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!" he yelled, throwing the bottle on the ground.
Liquid was splattered. Glass was broken.
He stumbled backward, his back hitting the wall. Then he slid down and sat there with his head in his hands.
He was just like the glass.
Broken.
But he didn't want to be broken anymore, no.
Yoongi wanted to be mended.
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The Betrayal
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