Sorry || ᴍ.ʏɢ & ᴊ.ʜs

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»yoongi?«, namjoon called out into the apartment, not getting an answer.

he looked back to his friends. they wanted to meet at namjoons place.

»is he not in the house?«, taehyung asked and looked at his hyung. »well, his shoes are still here«, namjoon said and pointed to the black shoes, that had a little moon on it and some stars surrending it.

»let us look around, maybe he's in his room and sleeping, but we should better check it. or else if we wake him up on accident, he won't let one of us be alive.«

»except hoseok hyung«, jimin said and leaned on to jungkook, who held him by his waist.

namjoon sighed and walked into the living room, to see a yoongi that was curled into a ball while sleeping, cuddling his oversized hoodie.

»awww, he looks so cute«, hoseok said and smiled brightly, when he followed namjoon. the others got into the living room also and found it so cute, that they made some photos.

hoseok disappeared, before coming back with a blanket. yoongi was just in shorts and an oversized hoodie, and he didn't want him to get cold.

the younger out of the two best friends tucked him with the blanket, and smiled brightly when he saw him cuddle it instantly.

namjoon noticed how holly was sleeping on the wing chair.

he sighed and sat himself on the other sofa, the others sitting themselves also on it, or just on the floor.

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yoongi woke up after half an hour and was breathing heavily.

he remembered the dream really good, and just wanted to forget it.

there was blood everywhere. you could here someone crying. pills on the floor. the body of a dead person. the dead person being him. the person crying was next to the body. he was hoseok.

»–yungie? yoonie hyungie?«

yoongi looked at hoseok and sighed. he put on a fake smile and looked at everyone.

»did you sleep well?«

»yeah«, yoongi lied and laid himself into the sofa again, cuddling into the blanket.

it was just a normal blanket would many say, but for yoongi it was special.

the blanket was a present from hoseok, and it had a relaxing scent, like hobi's. yoongi didn't know why but it always just had that scent, probably because he doesn't want anyone to wash it.

and he was lucky that he forgot it by namjoon, or else it would've burned with everything else.

»gi? are you alright? you look like somethings bothering you«, hoseok said and looked at yoongi.

»i'm alright seokie«, yoongi replied immediately and then yawned.

jin entered the room and looked at everybody. »the food is ready. oh, yoongi, you're awake. you should eat with us!«

yoongi smiled but shook his head. »no thanks hyung, i already ate something before i fell asleep«, he lied, not wanting to eat anything. he was scared that he would gain weight and then become fatter and uglier. it was not true what he thought, yoongi was actually really beautiful and was really underweight.

namjoon could see right through the lie and sighed. »hyung come on. it's jin hyung's cooking, you can't say no to that!«

»yeah yoongi hyung! you should eat a little bit at least!«

yoongi sighed and nodded. »okay fine, i'll eat with you guys.«

namjoon smiled, and everyone stood up to go to the table.

the second eldest was seated next to hoseok, and everyone began to eat.

yoongi, on the other hand, didn't eat a lot. he just took some little bites time to time, but hoseok noticed it and wasn't happy about it. »yoongi, you should eat a little bit more«, he said.

»n-no thanks hoseok. i'm not hungry anymore, i ate enough«, yoongi lied and smiled fakely at his best friend.

hoseok sighed and shook his head. he was done with his dinner, so he took yoongi's fork and took some meat off the plate. he held the fork with the food in front of yoongi.

yoongi began to blush and shook his head, not wanting to eat that much. »yoongi, you're going to eat this, okay? i don't want you to be more underweight then you are already«, hoseok said, being concerned about his friends weight.

yoongi sighed and opened his mouth, eating the meat.

hoseok smiled and fed him a little more.

»'m full...«, yoongi mumbled, still blushing. he knew that the others were grinning at them.

his best friend smiled at him.

yoongi stood up and brought his plate into the kitchen, then going to the bathroom after that.

he leaned over the toilet, while making himself puke out the food he just ate.

when he was done, he got to the sink to wash out the taste in his mouth. he looked into the mirror and hated what he saw.

ugly and fat, he thought. that's why hoseok wouldn't ever fall in love with someone like me. i'm too ugly for him.

yoongi began to cry and rolled up his sleeve. on his arms were many scars, but he could be clean for one month. now, he just took out a little blade and took a deep breath, before cutting himself.

he made just three wounds, but they were really deep. that should do it for him today.

yoongi took a bandage and wrapped it around his arm, so the blood couldn't stain his, unfortunately, white sweater.

the fragile boy rolled down his sleeve, cleaning the blade from the blood and cleaning the sink, so nobody would notice blood or anything.

would this ever end for yoongi?

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and i oop-

so, this long chapter happened.

enjoy this, because this might be one of the only long chapters

adios