BTS One Shots

Min Yoongi

My heart was pounding as I was walking. I was on my way to Big Hit Entertainment to talk to Yoongi, my best friend for over seven years. We were together through thick and thin, he was there when I needed him and I was there when he needed me. I loved him with all my heart and that's what made this so hard, how would I ever survive this?

While I was lost in my train of thoughts, I arrived at the company. Sighing, I walked inside and up to his studio. The security knew that I was Yoongi's best friend so they let me walk through without stopping me. But today I wished they stopped me.

Softly knocking on his studio door, I waited in the hallway until I got a response from him. Now that we were so close, my nerves were as high as they would get. I dreaded the moment I had to say it, I dreaded his face, I dreaded everything and I didn't know if I could do it. But I had to do it, for him and for me.

"Come in." Yoongi's voice came out of nowhere, pulling me out of my thoughts. Hesitating slightly, I opened the door and walked in. "Ah Y/N, did we agree to meet up today?"

"No we didn't." I softly smiled at him, taking a seat on the sofa. "Just wanted to see you."

"Oh okay." He said, looking at me with his brown eyes that I was going to miss dearly. "I was just working on my mix tape, would you like to hear it?"

"Another time maybe." My voice sounded almost like a whisper. Normally, I loved to hear his music. I always felt special when I had the opportunity to hear his music before everyone else.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Of course he could sense something was off, he always did.

"I need to talk to you." My face turned serious as I thought about all the messages I got from his fans.

Leave Yoongi alone!

You ugly, fatass you don't deserve Yoongi!

You only use Yoongi for your own personal gain!

Go die, bitch!

It was painful to do this but I had to for him, his fans would hate him if I didn't do this.

"About what?" He quickly saved something on his computer and stood up, walking over to me. He sat down next to me and looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes that I've grown to love.

"I came to say..." I couldn't get the words out of my mouth, it was too hard. My hands were starting to hurt, I was pinching myself to keep in the tears. Yoongi couldn't see me cry.

"You can just say it, Y/N. Don't worry." His reassuring words hurt my heart, how could I do this when he was so sweet?

"I came to say goodbye." The words hurt as I spat them out.

"Goodbye?" He repeated the word that was the most painful. He couldn't hide the surprise in his face, his eyes and mouth were wide open.

"Yes, goodbye." I repeated. "I don't want to be friends anymore."

"What, why?" His eyes sprung open even more.

"I just don't want to anymore." The tears were threatening to fall, so I bit my lip hard to keep them from falling.

"So you just decided you don't want to be friends anymore in like what, a day?" He stood up and looked down at me, his voice getting louder. "And you won't even give me a reason?"

Keeping my stance, I stood up and looked at him. "I'm just done, Yoongi, it's time to part ways."

"Please tell me the reason, Y/N!" Yoongi almost begged, grabbing my arms softly. "We can work this out."

Biting the inside of my cheek, I pushed his hands away. "There is no reason, I'm just done with you."

Yoongi's eyes looked glassy, as if he was keeping in his tears. "You're lying."

"No I'm not." I said as confident as possible. I turned around, finally letting my tears fall. "Goodbye Yoongi, good luck with everything."

Opening the door, I heard Yoongi's voice from behind me, saying the last thing I would ever hear from him.

"Goodbye Y/N..."