Lost {YoongiXReader}

Love is Not Over

          (In the last chapter, I made a typo. I had wanted to say, 12 beautiful people, 7 guys, and 5 girls. For those fortunate enough, I fixed my mistake so you will see it right the first time. You'll see why that mistake was important to fix in this chapter.)

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"I'm in." You said standing up, straightening your shoulders. How bad could this really be anyway? They seem like nice people that you can trust. I would be nice to have friends you can trust for once.

         "Come with us then. We should show you our house." The broad-shouldered man said. He guided you out of the alley, back into the bustling main street.

          When the last member, a female, walked out of the alley, you heard a gunshot. Everyone turned in the direction of the fallen figure. She was young, too young. But you could tell by her skin going pale and the sounds of her breathing slowing disappearing, that it was already too late for her.

          "Tzuyu!!" The man with minty green hair yelled. "You can't leave!! Hold on for a little longer, please!!"He ran over to her and pulled her close to his chest, sobbing. This action surprised you. You thought he had a somber persona. You then realized that he is human too, and all humans have feelings whether they show them or not.

          He cried and cried and cried. Namjoon had to drag him away from her to get the now 12 of you back to their house. As soon as you were home he ran up to his room and slammed his door shut and locked it.

          "She was his girlfriend," the milk chocolate haired guy explained, sadness in his voice, "They came into this together. They wouldn't ever leave each others' side. They were inseparable cute." His actions made more sense with the new information added.

          "Do you want me to try and console him? He wouldn't hurt me, I'm new." You said. You seriously hope that's true, but you haven't yet learned enough about him to make that judgment call.

          "Maybe she's right Kookie," one man said. He didn't talk before, you hadn't even noticed he was there. But now that you see him, you can't take your eyes off of him. He was perfect in every way. You wondered how someone could look so handsome. "I know I'm good looking, but you don't have to stare."

         You looked away, blushing furiously. "I-I'll be g-going upstairs now." You said, running as fast as you could up the stairs.

          You tip-toed close to the room that the man had locked himself into. Putting your ear up against the door, you hear light snobs coming from what sounds like next to the door. You knocked lightly only to be answered with a "GO AWAY, NAMJOON!!"

          "It's not Namjoon. It's Y/n. I just to talk." You say tenderly, with the sound of love in your voice. 

          You hear him sniffle a little and wipe away his tears, trying to look like he isn't broken. He tentatively opens the door and lets you in, closing the door behind you. He walks over to you, grabs you by the waist from behind and leans his head into the nape of your neck. He lets a few tears drop down onto the back of your shirt, and then breaks down.

          You felt sympathy for him, seeing him like this somehow made you feel, hurt. Heck, you had just met the guy and he's already being so vulnerable with you. You can tell that you have the potential to be good friends with him, after seeing him like this.

"It hurts so much." The strange and confusing man said, sobbing.

"You just have to remember, love, is not over." You say turning around to face him. You pulled him back into your embrace and rubbing circles on his back. "You will find someone else. They may not fill up the hole, but they will at least patch it for now."