back off, sns | bts & rv

short convo: yoongi & seungwan

her phone rings a thousand times, which she eventually has to pick up.

- hello? yoongi—

- fuck you stupid woman why didn't you answer my call?

- oh sorry sunbae i didn't notice my phone

- get rid of those fucking lies you're suck at it

- what's up? did anything happen?

- it did, and i'm FUCKING WORRIED

she feels a stone stuck in her throat. stillness replaces the communication, slight breath can hardly be heard.

- seungwan?? are you there??

- yes sunbae

- damn it son seungwan don't you play silence with me, this is not the time

- sunbae, why are you worried?

the man takes a moment, thoughts wander within his mind.

- because we haven't finished our recording yet

- i see...so only that huh

- ...yeah

they both stay mute, truths will come out if one dares to speak. 

- ok fine i'm worried because i CARE ABOUT YOU you got it now?? you stupid woman just popped up in my life out of nowhere and i don't understand how the fuck you became my inspiration, but that's why you'll have to take responsibility for my music industry, my songs, and MY LIFE YA HEAR ME SON SEUNGWAN???

if that's not what she always wanted to hear, then nothing is. 

- ...sunbae...

- i'm listening

- i think i'm dying...

- stop saying that!

- i don't want to die sunbae...i don't want to die

- son seungwan i told you to stop—

- sunbae...

- yes?

- please...save me...

he hears the hiccup from the other side, his woman is crying.

she needs him, his embrace, his warmth, his everything.

she is his everything.

- don't you dare move your fucking ass any inches son seungwan. i'm coming to you. right. now.