BTS Angst

Yoongi Pt. 2

Your Pov

I went to the closet to packed all my clothes and put it on my bag.

On the way here, I was thinking that it is the best idea that Yoongi are the one who asked for a  break up first, in that way I won't hurt him, not after what I've been through. I was planning to tell him but after what happened, I didn't dare to voice out my feelings.

I left the necklace he gave me on my birthday, along with my phone on the nightstand. I search for a paper and write a short letter on it.

I quickly took a glance before leaving the house. Tears started to fall down and I wiped it away. I'm strong, I can face this alone.

I took a cab, "where are you headed to miss?", a man in his 30s asked. "Seoul hospital", I replied to the taxi driver. He have those confused looks on his face wonder why am I crying.

"Are you okay?", he asked

"Yeah I'm okay thank you for your concern", I give him a weak smile while he made eye contact with me through the rear mirror.

Yoongi's Pov

"Hyung! Are you out of your mind?!", Namjoon keep on nagging. I don't know what have I done.

"I-I d-don't know", I replied.

"You don't know? For god damn sakes are you kidding me? You hurt her hyung", he yelled.  Yes I feel guilty, I didn't even believe I do that. What's wrong with me?

"I don't know. I'm stress. I don't want anyone to disturb me!"

"If you're stress you can take a break hyung, I'm so done with you!, why you- huh I don't know how to deal with you anymore!"

"But she disturb me!", I defend myself.

"You haven't meet her for like a week. She miss you and this is how you return her love for you? She always asked me about you! What you do, where you are, have you eaten or not", he said.

"You're too harsh on her", Namjoon lost his temper and walk out of my studio and slam the door shut.

I grab a fistful of my hair, frustrated.

Did I just broke up with her?

I quickly went to my house, the air is difference.

"Y/n?", I called her name.

"Jagi?", and again but no respond.

I saw her necklace that I brought for her on the nightstand and her phone. My eyes landed to a small paper behind those things.

Yoongi-ah, thank you. Thank you and I'm sorry. I take my leave now since I know there's no place for me to be in your heart anymore. Don't search for me, I love you always even though I know you don't feel the same anymore.
                                                                        -love, y/n

I went to the closet only to find her clothes is all gone. I fell on my knees. Tears started to flow down without I notice. I still love you y/n-ah. I didn't mean to say those mean words to you. I don't want you to go, I need you here, I need your support when I'm down, I need you in my life.

Your Pov

"Finally you're here", she said proudly.

"Yes doc", I sat across her, the table between us.

"Are you here to do a usual check up or--", I cut her off.

"I came here to continue my therapy", she smiled in victory.

"Finally y/n, I know you'll change your mind. It's a great decision for you and your life", she caught my free hand on the table and caress it gently.

"Eonnie, I'm scared", I lowered my gaze and started sobbing continuously.

"Shh I'm here, everything will be fine. Trust me", she walked up towards me and gave me a comfortable hugs.

"Did Yoongi know you here?", I shook my head.

"Then?" 

"We broke u-up", I stuttered.

"What???!", she shocked. "But why?"

"He said that he's uncomfortable around me", I said.

"I don't believe it. Yoongi clearly said to me that he loves you and he didn't regret knowing you. I know my brother well and he won't lie to me about you", she said.

"I know...but he changed", I sobbed.

"I will talk to him, just wait when-", I cut her off.

"Please don't tell him about my illness", she look at me with disbelieve. "Until when?", she said in a serious tone indicating she's a little bit upset.

"Until when are you going to hide it from him? He derserve to know y/n", I didn't stay anything and just staring at her face.

"Y/n answer me. Do you love him?", I nodded my head whilst wiping my tears away.

"Then it's better to tell him. I insist", she was about to grab her phone but I stop her right away.

"Please...", I begged.

"I don't know what to do. I just want you guys to be happy. You're having a leukemia and not to mention that it is in stage 3 now. You even skipped your therapy because you don't want Yoongi to get suspicious and now what?"

"I don't want to trouble him...enough with all the pressure I gave him"

"Please don't tell him if you love me unnie", I added. She pulled me into a hug. She gave me all the comforts that I need.

My body feels week. I realised I lost my weight for the past few months. My hands around her are loosen until I lost my consciousness.

"Y/n!! Y/n!!", she called, I want to respond but my body is too weak to even move my hand.