compendium | bts x lovelyz

23 | worry

He was gonna die.

Yoongi knew it the moment he picked up his phone. He fcked up. But he couldn't help it. 

"Yoongi, where are you?" the voice on the other line calmly asked. Yoongi felt his palm sweat as he already knew where this question would end.

He cleared his throat and answered, "At the studio. I'm just finishing some songs."

"Well, have you eaten yet?" Now Yoongi was full on panicking at her question. This was his cue to die. He knew it.

Yoongi tried to calm himself down and calmly answer her. "Uh, yes. I ate earlier," he replied, lying through his teeth.

"Oh, really? What did you eat?"

This is easy.

"Just some kimbap," he answered with such ease. Or so he thought.

"Well then, explain to me why Seokjin oppa told me you haven't eaten yet since lunch." Yoongi froze at her statement. 

Seokjin hyung, what the fck?

He could feel that she was angry at him. She has the right to do so because all she wanted was for him eat properly and be healthy.

"Y-You already know anyway, why bother interrogating me?" he tried to sass her.

"Really, Yoongi? You think saying that would stop me from killing you?" she asked menacingly. 

Yoongi winced at her words. "No, baby. I'm sorry. I promise I would eat after this."

"After that? When? Tomorrow?" she snapped. 

"N-No I me―" he couldn't finish explaining because she hang up. 

"Shit, shit, shit. She's gonna come here," he muttered to himself in panic.

He quickly closed his work when suddenly someone was punching the code of his studio. Yoongi looked at the door with wide eyes. Oh, fuck.

There, a woman who wore an indifferent expression walked in to his studio. Yoongi walked hastily towards her.

"Baby, how was your practice wit―" he was stopped when she held up her hand. 

Her face still has the cold expression. "Save your bullshit, Yoongi. Here, eat this." She then pushed a paper bag to him. 

Yoongi looked at it in shock. "J-Jiae, um―"

"Don't worry, there's no poison there. Such a pity though," Jiae coldly said, sitting at his couch. Yoongi just carefully nodded at her. He put the bag on his table and started eating.

Jiae was playing with her phone while Yoongi would glance at her every five seconds in fear and worry. When he finally finished eating, he moved closer to her.

"Baby, are you still mad? I'm sorry, okay? I know I promised so many times that I would not starve myself and take care of myself more, but I couldn't help it. I need to finish these songs for our new album," he softly uttered. 

Jiae's face soften a little. She sighed. "You know that I'm just worried about you. You just got back from tour and now you started working on those songs. Even when you were on tour, you still worked on them. You wouldn't even eat properly. You know how dangerous that is," she told him, her face contorted with worry.

Yoongi smiled softly at her. He then wrapped his arms around her waist, muttering, "I know, I know. I would really take good care of myself now. I promise you that."

"Don't just promise. Act it. I'm not the only one who is worried about you, there are millions of people out there worrying about you," she gently muttered. Yoongi smiled widely, then leaned forward to give her a soft peck on the lips. Jiae smiled at his action. 

"Now, how was the practice for your concert?" 

"Ugh, don't ask me that. It was horrible. My legs feel like dying."

"Aw, poor Jiae who couldn't eve―"

"I dare you to finish that line."

"I'm just kidding, baby. I love you."

"..."

"You're blushing! Oh m― Ow! Stop hitting me! Yoo Jiae, I swear― Ow!"

A/N: i love them so much uwu :(