Days had passed by since the others had saw Yoongi.
Company started to worry about the older behaviour.
Fear in their mind that his old memories will comeback to relapse.
Little did they know,it's never disappear.
The days Yoongi spent either in the bed or on the bathroom floor.
Food that Jin care enough to send in front of his door every meal was left to cold.
The little knocks from the younger that desperately miss the older.
Only to be return with a silence or if they are lucky,a broken shattering sound.
"Hyung,talk to us."
Yoongi just can grab his hair harshly as he lean against the room door.
Tears staining his pale sunk in cheeks.
He miss the others too.
But he just can't.
He couldn't.
He shouldn't be selfish.
