The life of an idol (m.y.g)✅

⭐Chapter 3⭐

Y/N POV

It's been already two weeks since that incident in the van and ever since Yoongi seems to avoid me.
He always stays up so late that when he goes to sleep I'm already in dreamland. He doesn't talk to me at all, even ignores me if I say something to him. My heart hurts as the days go by painfully slow. I try to smile and be like always but I'm not sure if I managed to seem like always.
I click at the comment section under the video of our interview from yesterday:
"Is it just me or look Yoongi and Y/N a little down these past days?"
"Have you noticed how unhappy Y/N and Yoongi look? Did they maybe have a fight or something?"
"Normally Yoongi and Y/N seem really close but both of them are not being like normally at all."
I'm deffinetly not good at hiding my emotions when even Armys noticed. Why is he being so distant? Did I do something that's bothering him? I only slept on his shoulder but he told me to do so, so what's his problem?
I can't stand it anymore, I'll go and ask him.
So I leave my warm bed and walk to his studio door and ring the bell.
He opens the door but without a word he goes to his PC again, not even sparing me a glance.
Disapointed I walk to the black couch where I sometimes sit and watch him work.
There's even a pillow and blanket for me. I always come here when I can't sleep and Yoongis still working, I just lay down and quietly enjoy his presence till my eyes get heavy and I fall alseep.
I smile as I remeber the last time I slept on this couch.
I look over at Yoongi, who's just working like I am not here. I came here so I could ask him what I did wrong, but my confidance is blown away completly now. So I make myself comfortable on his black couch and close my eyes.
I think back to the day when I first met my members. We were all just shy teenagers with the same dreams back than. We were afraid of being hated and failing. We were so scared of having to give up our dreams that it made us grow into one team. Helping each other out as good as we could and encouraging each other to stay strong and work hard so we'd ne able to achieve what we all wished for. My mind wonders back to the day when our roomates were announced. Back than I wasn't too sure if I could handle sharing a bedroom with Yoongi. I always thought that he was really cold and emotionless but that was only till that one night. We had dance preactics until late in the evening and I was quite disapointed in myslef as I just couldn't get this one move right. I sat on my bad in the light of the sunset, my hands around my knees and my head hanging low. Silent tears streamed down my face as I tried to clam down while listening to music with my headphones. So I didn't notice the door opening and Yoongi walking in quietly. In the cormers of my eyes I watched him hop onto the bed beside me. Me scouted closer to me, laying one arm comfortingly around my shoulder.
"You can always come to me whenever you feel down or need adivce. I'll be there for you" he whispered, his voice soft and warm.
And in that moment I fell for him. For his cute little smile and gentle carresing hand on my shoulder.
I knew that I shouldn't feel like this towards him it could literally ruin everything we worked for together but as much as I try l, I can't ignore my feelings.
I can head Yoongi getting up from his chair, but I don't open my eyes or move. I just stay cuddled into the warm blanket as I feel him coming closer to me. He sighs and his hand strokes my cheek carefully before he places a sweet kiss on my forhead, making me blush into the pillow and my heart beat faster.
"Goodnight" He whispers quietly, his voice as soft as that one day I fell for him.
Without he leaves, the door clicks shut behind him...