*One week later*
Yoongi grunted, externally protesting when he felt someone was poking his forehead.
I swear I will burn Joon once I fully pull myself together later. I'm trying to sleep-
Yoongi then opened his eyes when he heard another person's voice was mumbling near his ear.
Taehyung.
Turning on his bed while cursing under his breath, Yoongi fixed his eyes, staring back at the huge orbs that were gawking at him.
"Y-you awake? Can we talk now?" Taehyung carefully asked.
Yoongi squished his face into his fluffy pillow, mumbling fine as his response.
It's been a week since he ignored the ghost, pretending not to see his presence around him.
Taehyung released a thankful sigh, relieved that Yoongi was now willing to talk with him.
He picked himself up from the floor and he stared at Yoongi's face. He then moved from the end of the room to the other end while rubbing his chin, thinking about some things carefully and seriously.
That. That was the moment when Yoongi realized something.
The ghost was wearing the same exact pink fluffy rabbit costume he always wore while dreaming.
Jerking his head away from the pillow, he sat up, still staring at the fluffy pink rabbit who was still pacing left and right in front of him.
"Why the hell are you wearing that?!" Yoongi asked. His face twisted in disgust.
Taehyung stopped. He looked at Yoongi before looking at his fluffy costume.
"Because I want to," he simply answered before he continued to pace around.
"What are you doing?" Yoongi sighed. He really didn't have the will to argue now.
"I was - I am thinking."
"About what?"
"Why Jimin did that to you. He-he is not like that. He always asks for consent, first. Every single time." Taehyung answered, trying his best to convince Yoongi that Jimin was not all shitty.
Yoongi let out profanities from his pink lips while rolling his eyes. The bruises had already disappeared three days ago, and all the hickeys also faded two days ago, but the mental scars were still there, laid deep inside his empty soul.
Despite having his career, close friends who eventually become his family, and having someone who loves him doesn't really matter. Yoongi still feels empty. Sometimes.
Trying to tear his mind away from his negative thoughts, he searched for his phone before switching it on. It's been a week since he shut himself off from the world. He really needed to do that to get himself back up again.
Ignoring everything that Taehyung was nagging about now, he tapped on his phone screen, only to have his eyes widened, brows drew close together and his mouth fell opened - surprised with what he saw.
2890 calls from ❤ Honey Bum ❤
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Baby, I miss you ❤
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Baby, are you busy?
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Yoongi? Why are u not replying?
❤ Honey Bum ❤
I met my friends today at the bar. I miss you, though.
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Are you still angry at me because I cancelled our date plan last minute?
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Hyung.... I'm sorry okay. I was and still am busy with the choreos and everything.
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Morning my Yoongi hyung ❤
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Yoongi?
❤ Honey Bum ❤
I love you ❤❤❤❤❤
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Are you okay, hyung?
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Hyung, I got scolded just now because the choreos aren't that good.
❤ Honey Bum ❤
I miss you, hyung. A lot. 😭 I feel like crying now. I've been doing that for two days straight. Why are you ignoring me? 😢
And the texts kept on appearing, 584 texts in total, until the recent one came through, which was last night and earlier this morning.
❤ Honey Bum ❤
I went to see Namjoon just now. He said you are not feeling well and didn't have the strength to do anything. I wish I was there hyung, to take care of you. I was very worried this whole six days. I love you ❤ Get well soon my baby ❤
❤ Honey Bum ❤
Morning baby ❤ I love you ❤ I'm going to work now. Don't forget to take your medicine and always take care of your health. I'm kissing your picture on my phone screen just now. Yes, that's how much I miss you ❤
Yoongi grunted. He massaged his temples while cursing himself.
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
How could he possibly forget about him?
Min stupid Yoongi! You are so fucked up right now!
"Why are you cursing? Who's that?" Taehyung asked, trying to sneak a glance at the phone screen.
Yoongi scowled, annoyed with the ghost who was now trying to look through his texts.
Such a nosy, annoying brat!
Trying to push the ghost away and pathetically failing at doing so, Yoongi glared at the ghost while exhaling a deep, loud breath.
"Look Tae. I'm sorry but I can't help you. I-"
Knocking sounds came from his room door, interrupting his speech.
Sighing after he glared one last time at the now pouty ghost, he started to pace towards the door.
"I'm coming Joon. Wait," he responded, reaching for the door knob.
The moment he opened the door, he froze.
Yoongi felt his body started to feel numb and iced cold.
His eyes became larger than usual, with his jaw hanging open.
His heartbeats....
One could never survive while having that kind of tachycardia.
Right in front of his door, there was someone who would be the last person he wanted to meet in his whole life.
No. Cancel that.
Even if he died and came back alive, he wouldn't want to meet this person ever again.
There, in front of him stood Park Jimin, who slowly kneeled down on the floor.
Instead of being all bold and aggressive, Jimin just took a glance at Yoongi before staring down at his lap.
Taking a shaky breath, he then slowly whispered,
"I'm sorry for being such a bastard."
-end of chapter 14-
I want to eat instant noodles. But I just watched a drama and the characters were eating spaghetti and now I'm confused.
Sigh in instant spaghetti.
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