𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙪𝙨 ⠑⠅⠙ 𝙠𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜

twenty eight

It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was at the cafe nearby. I called Yoongi over to hear what actually happened. I didn't tell him though. It's not good to give yourself away that easily.

I hear the bell ring, noticing a familiar figure walk inside. It was Yoongi.

I stared him down until he noticed. Once he did, he sat in the seat in front of me.

"So what do you want?" Yoongi crossed his arms and legs.

"Spill it, Yoongs." I scoffed. "I know there's another reason besides Taehyung's doing."

"What do you mean? He did this because he cares for you." He stated. "Nothing more. Nothing less. That's that."

"Cut the bullshit!" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"There's no bullshit, Y/N." Yoongi sighed. "There's nothing to it. What you're doing is useless."

"Didn't you say you love me?" I asked.

Yoongi paused and gulped.

"Look, Y/N. You're not hearing anything from me." He got up his seat. "I'm staying silent so you don't get hurt."

And before Yoongi left he said:

"I'm sorry for this in advance, since I know you'll find a way to get through me. But, I promised to him that I would—"

And then he walked out.

Just like that.