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ANGST Yoongi

Title: Falling for you
Warning: !Suicide! !SAD ENDING!
!Self harm!
Continue only if desired

Reader's POV
'Will he ever love me back?'
'No, he already has his (F/N).
(F/N) abandoned me, so did he.'
I sat on a cliff thinking about my feelings.

'Worthless' 'Burden' 'Helpless' That's what I am.
A shaky sigh escaped my lips.

Tears immitating the peacefully falling waterfall.
I let go of the yellow tulip.

It falls to the ground without making any sound.
It was a rather high drop.
I couldn't even see the flower anymore.

I couldn't care less.

But, wait.

'What if I was a yellowtulip?'
The sound of wind blowing only made me feel more desperate to feel how it is like to fall.
I stood up and close my eyes.

I hesitated from the horrible feeling piercing my chest.
As the peaceful silence ensued,
once more.

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3rd person POV
Hearing the ringing sound. Over, and over again.
He just never seems to give up.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up..." he said pacing around the room.

"If you get this voicemail, then I'm probably not answering this. I could be ma-"

He sits down on the couch and furiously slams his fists on the table.
He clutches his hair in annoyance.

"Stop that, she's probably fine. Maybe she just needs some space." she sits down next to him with a worried glare.
He sighs, "I'm just, you know, worried."

A deep silence consumed the whole room.
He tells (F/N) that he'll be using the bathroom.

He picks up the blade he used earlier.
"One for being useless.
Two for being boring.
Three for being dumb...."
And the count goes on as he thought about it.

"23... 31... Okay that's enough,"
He walks out, rolling his sleeve down.

"I'm taking a walk outside." he tells his girlfriend.
So he turned the doorknob and went out.

"Pretty quiet today."
He continues walking.
Going inside the forest and stopped.

He recognized this placed.
The ground littered with numerous flowers, scattered everywhere. Alligned without any sort of pattern.

Oh, it was beautiful.
A little poppy here, a peony there.
'What's this?' he blankly thought.

He picks up the yellow tulip.
'I don't remember this being here.'

He feels wind blowing from the side of him.
He remembers when he and his bestfriend (Y/N) used to play at the cliff. Yeah, it's dangerous but they couldn't care less. He decided that he would go there.

So that's what he did.
He went to their secret entrance, pushed a few bushes.

He couldn't believe what he saw.
He quickly held her in his arms.
"D-don't go..." his voice cracked.

(Y/N) immediately knew who this  is and pushes him away.

"What if I want to?" it wasn't even a question anymore.
He yanks her arm, not wanting to lose her.

She looked like she had been crying.
"Leave." (Y/N) commanded.
Only to be replied by a "No" from him.

He walks to the edge of he cliff.
This suprised (Y/N).

"Let all your anger out,"
She didn't know where this is going.

"and push me off." he added

Her eyes widened.

'This is it.' she thought to herself.
He waited.

Waited...

And waited

Yet, nothing happened.

He opens his eyes.
Tears flowing out.
'Wait,'
He looks around.

He couldn't see (Y/N).
Maybe she ditched him?
He wasn't really sure.

A few minutes later he gave up.
He sat on the edge of the cliff and looked down at his feet.

He got a glance of a figure wearing black and white.
He chuckles.
He was going insane.
He laughs as he looks up at the sky.
He closed his eyes.

Author's note:
Cliffhanger, get it?
Ya no
Yeah, that's what I do when I feel like it. I might do a little bit more than that. Thanks for reading this piece of sh*t. Also, this is the first time I have ever written angst, so please go easy on me. Thank you once again.