bruises (yoongi)

part 11

- You smile as you put Yoongi's baggy shirt and sweatpants on and laid onto the sofa. You pulled the blanket over your body and tucked yourself into your makeshift bed.

- You looked up at the ceiling for a moment.

- You were proud of yourself for sticking up for yourself against Tai but there was also a lingering, daunting thought that you tried to keep covered by all of the good thoughts. But like a heavy dark cloud, it weighed down on you. You sighed again and went to grab your phone, distracting yourself.

- You scrolled for a little while, laughing at a couple of memes that made you cackle hard. Especially BTS ones

- You scrolled a little while longer until your thumb danced over an image that you didn't expect to see. You stared at it for a moment, your eyes scanning it intensely.

- It was a picture of Lina and Tai cuddled up....in your bed....on your side...in your apartment.

- Your jaw instantly tensed and you swallowed the lump in your throat.

- Your breathing intensified and you felt the tears well up. You had been replaced. In less than 24 hours he had found someone new and it really did make that voice in your head that told you you were nothing sound just a little louder.

- You wiped your tears harshly, annoyed at yourself for breaking so easily.

- You turned off your phone and put it on the floor, staring back at the ceiling.

- You tried to calm your breathing but all you could do was think about what you had done. You had lost so much in just a few days; your apartment and your boyfriend, the two things that made it feel like home.

- You brain was in battle about whether you had made the right or wrong choice telling Yoongi and breaking up with Tai.

- One part of your brain told you you were an idiot for changing everything and pressing the self-destruct button on your life.

- But the other part told you you would be okay. You had a place to stay, a great job and the best friend you could ever ask for.

- But the fight between both sides was giving you a migraine, not to mention the crying which always gave you a headache. You considered going to see Yoongi to ask if he had any paracetamol but you didn't want to disturb him any more than you already had.

- You groaned quietly as the tears continued to fall and you rolled over to lay onto your side, letting the tears soak into the sofa cushion as you cradled it and prayed your mind would be quiet for long enough so you could sleep.

- THE NEXT MORNING

- Your eyes opened and you felt how swollen they were before you saw. The feeling of your eyes not being able to open fully just told you you definitely looked a state.

- You lay there for a while, rolling around and rubbing your face before checking your phone.

- 9am, pretty early for a Saturday. You knew Yoongi wouldn't be awake til at least 10:30 so you decided you'd hatch up a little plan.

- You popped on some trainers and put your duffel coat on over Yoongi's clothes. You grabbed your purse and Yoongi's key that was in the side dish.

- You left the snazzy apartment building and walked for a few minutes before reaching the corner shop you had seen on your way here. You grabbed the stuff you needed and tried to rush back to Yoongi's before he woke up.

- You entered the flat as quietly as you possibly could, tiptoeing around and putting stuff down gently.

- You got to work mixing the ingredients and setting out the toppings on the side as you work your chef magic.