The life of an idol (m.y.g)✅

⭐Chapter 7⭐

Y/N POV

He walks over to the to do list pinned against the wall, near the table. He reads it, a frown forming on his face.
"What's that shit?" He asks, pointing at the sheet of paper. "To do list" I answer absent mindly, lost in the storyline of my book.
"Y/N, you can't be serious!" He walks over to me, sitting down on the bed.
"Why? Can't I have my goals too?" I grown but still too focused on the book too read his expression.
"Y/N" his voice now raspy and deep makes a shiver down mine spine and I'm back to reality. "hmmm" I hum, singnalimg that I hears him.
"Look at me." His voice is rather gentle now, and I close my book to look at him. There's something else inside his eyes that I can't point out but all coldness and hatred has disappearded.
So I just look at him waiting until he finally speaks.
"You really think you need to improve your dancing and lose weight?! But you're already perfect. There's nothing that needs to be changed because you're already perfect in every possible way." He says quietly, as he takes my hand and strokes it softly. The little touch makes a warmth spread through me.
So he actually does care. But why does he come back now, what held him back?
I didn't realize the tears slipping onto my cheeks until Yoongi brushes them away softly. I look up to him, suddenly very aware of the short distance between our faces. I bring my arms around his torso slipping onto his lap to hug him tight. We stay in this position for a while, not even talking, just hugging until he pulls away slightly.
"I'm sorry I've been so ignorant towards you the last few weeks" He aplologizes sincerly. "It's okay Yoongles. I just want to know what I've done wrong." I say, squishing his hand, thats engulfing mine so comfortably. "I can't tell you"He speaks so quiet that I almost think I've just imagined it.
What?! Why can't he tell me?!
I

hop of his lap to sit beside him.
"Please tell me!" I plead with a high aegyo voice and puppy eyes.
"Sorry, I really can't." He shakes his head and sighs as he gets up. Without another word he leaves me there confused. Why can't he tell me? Is it something so dramatic that he doesn't want to speak of it? What could I have done that upset him this much? I have no idea.
"Food is ready!" Jin's voice coming from the kitchen brings me back to reality. So I waddle of into the kitchen, my stomach growling loudly on my way there. Together we eat dinner and watch a film in the living room before all start walking to their own rooms. Today Suga follows me so I assume he'll start sleeping in his own bed again.
I'll have to ask Jin for adivce tomorrow morning asking about his behaviour and why he can't tell me the reason.
I change into my pyjamas not even thinking about that Yoongi could see me half naked if he'd look my way.
At this point they all feel like family so I don't really care about that anymore. I remember how it was when we just got together. I always changed in the bathroom, being really shy around the guys when something was about either guy or girl things. It's almost funny when I think about it now. I smile thinking back to when I was so passionate about all this. Don't get me wrong, I still love my job, but not as much as back then. We always get compared to other people, making me feel insecure easily and there's this pressure that we always have to be perfect. Climbing into my bed, I ban these dark thoughts to the back of my mind and just try to fall asleep quickly. Sugas soft snoring across the room making me feel at ease so I drift into dreamland soon.