bangtan one shots

i would never ⇒ min yoongi

you don't know how it all started. everything seemed to be just crumbling down. and here's how it all started.

- flashback -

you walked into the apartment, drained from work. the day felt longer than usual and it almost killed you. you had waited for the day to end just so that you could see your boyfriend, yoongi. he was the only thing that got your through your day.

stripping off your shoes and coat, you wandered around. the lights were off, as if no one was home. perhaps yoongi hasn't returned home yet, was your thought until you stumbled by his studio door. the normally closed door was open just by a crack, a light coming in from the inside. so yoongi was home.

you pushed open the door, the wooden slab letting out a light squeak. you knocked. but yoongi didn't turn around. you smiled and tiptoed over to his chair, standing behind him. you wrapped your arms around his neck, causing him to jump and whip around. "oh, hey." he replied calmly, turning back around to face his computer once more.

your heart dropped a bit, but you maintained your smile. "what are you up to?"

yoongi shrugged. "just...things."

you pulled away from him. "things? what's that supposed to mean?"

"look, y/n, i am really busy right now, okay?"

you were slightly taken a back by yoongi's words, let alone him calling you by your name instead of his usual 'babe'. you averted your eyes and nodded, "right. i'll leave you to it then. don't stay up too late."

yoongi didn't turn around or give you a reply. you sighed. with one last longing look at the back of the rapper's head, you turned and left the office.

---

you sat at your desk, your phone against your ear as the device rang. it was the second to last ring when you heard the familiar voice on the other side. "hello?"

you smiled. "hey, yoong."

"what's up?" he asked, his voice giving you the thought that he was distracted or uninterested.

you ignored the thought and continued, "i was wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch. we haven't had a date in the while." you were hopeful.

however, yoongi's words immediately brought your mood down. "i can't. i'm really busy right now."

"well, maybe-"

"i got to go, y/n. bye." and he hung up.

your mouth gaped open in shock and hurt. you hesitantly removed the phone from your ear. you stared at your depressed reflection on your phone screen. a sliver of you hoped that you would see yoongi's nickname and face would flash on the screen. but nothing did. yoongi didn't call you after blowing you off. it didn't help that he didn't even apologize. or at lest explain why he was busy,just saying so wasn't a good reason not to hang out with you.

you felt a rush of anger. what the hell was going on? you just couldn't understand any of it. it was unusual for yoongi. you sighed, practically tossing your phone onto the table. you didn't care. now, you had to get back to tedious work.

---

for the past month, you had hardly seen yoongi. throughout the day, he was at practice with the rest of bts or in the studio at bighit. at home, he was in his own studio. you never even saw him come out. his rare appearances made you worry for his health. was he eating? was he hydrated? was he using the bathroom? was he sleeping?