stimulate ☞ yoongi

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just like TT

"it's a miracle that this school became quiet." lina's eyes wandered around the cafeteria, finding someone who is indeed famous from our campus.

i didn't see yoongi today and it's a big miracle as what lina said. perhaps the school became quiet because he didn't come today.

wait.

I've just forgot what happened yesterday.

"what happened yesterday?" i suddenly asked causing her to sort of flinched, because she widened her eyes.

"you don't want to know, i could sense that." i simply raised my eyebrow in confusion as she sighed.

"just tell me though."

"fine. you were drunk and you tried to prank call me and you asked me that my butt just smells like shit."

what the fuck?

"i.. i was drunk?"

she flicked my forehead and bite her lips, pretending to be mad.

"my gosh you're the one who's been crying all night."

"that's why my room was in a mess."

"yes. and i checked you if you were dead, but i was kind of sad that you're not, so, your room was kind of less dirty because i lazily cleaned something."

"so you were happy if i was dead instead?" she evilly chuckled while cheekily smiling.

"kidding."

"i never remembered that i was drinking. wait."

i suddenly remembered something about my phone.

agustsuga is yoongi

and i was regretting what I've done to him that's why i got drunk. i drink and drink until I'll forget everything, plus my past childhood. i even forgot about lina, i mean, i nearly forgot her name.

"and i remembered something from you."

"what is it?"

"you were berating something. wait let me think about— ah yeah! it was "sorry suga! sorry suga! sorry suga!!!" that was just it. i barely heard you mumbling something."

and i was right.

yoongi didn't come because his depression had started.

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i came home early and hurriedly run through my apartment. honestly, i am in a rush through yoongi's.

i knocked on his door twice, his door was kind of hard but he still hadn't open the door. i knocked thrice this time but he still hadn't respond back. i got nervous and decided to twist his doorknob but unfortunately, it was locked.

"damn yoongi." i mumbled and obviously sighed. "open this god damn door yoongi!!" i harshly slapped my hand on his door while shouting.

this time, i can hear faint foortsteps walking towards the door. as the door opens, i was expecting him to abruptly choke me from what I've done to him, but instead, yoongi was slightly peeking outside, he's using his right eye just to see me.

"what?" he said in a monotone voice, the visible husky voice was being heard.

"can you show me your face?"

i heard he sighed and said, "no." he shut the door right in front of my face.

"i just want to say so— i mean talk to you."

"i know."

"what?"

"i heard everything."

"everything?"

"yeah everything." he sniffed, i could sense that he was trying to hide it, because he was crying. was he really crying?

"i want to see your face suga."

this time, he widely opened the door as i gasped at his look. yoongi's face were completely red; his eyes looked puffy, his cheeks showed an obvious red tint from crying i guess and he keeps sniffing.

"are you happy that you know me now?"

"no.."

"just get out instead." he was about to close the door but i abruptly entered in, hugging him tightly.

"yoongi. please don't go."

his hands suddenly held my body, embracing me tightly.

we stayed there in a minute, while sharing each other's hugs.

"im still mad at you." he suddenly spoke. "and don't worry, i won't break this hug. i like it too much."

i buried my face on his chest although we kinda have the same height. his chest was so calming to rest on. well, he is calming.

"can we talk?"

"i already forgave you."

"but i didn't even say sorry?"

"i heard you shouting. and people even thought that you can't move on from your break up."

"the fuck?"

"i know it's 'the fuck'."

"but im really sorry." he ruffled my hair and take a glance from me.

"move on stupid."

"so you cried?"

"are you teasing me?"

"no. I'll tease you later." he chuckled.

"it's depression. I'll suddenly cry when someone is mad at me."

i stayed silent, holding him closer as i closed my eyes.

"yoongi, im experiencing it too."

"you do?"

"yeah. when i was younger, but i don't assume if it's until now. i really don't want to endure it inside my heart anymore."

yoongi broke the hug and held my shoulders. he placed his other hand on my cheek, while showing me his gummy smile. i couldn't stop myself from smiling too. and i sigh in relief. a relief because i had finally met someone that I've been chatting in a month. and i never thought that it was just him all the time.

i don't care if he lied. i had a bigger mistake than he have. and i love his mistakes when even he made me.

"stay here tonight. i just want to hug you 24/7."

i chuckled when he had began to say those cheesy words.

"sure. and let's talk about life. yeah?" he only nodded while slightly smiling, as we made our way to his room.