Songe: Butterfly by BTS
(Y/N)'s weekend was nothing but torture, with it keeping her from seeing Yugyeom again. Finding an opportunity to slip away from Youngjae, the young woman circled the entire building in her fruitless search for her friend. Rushing into a bathroom she tried to calm her strained breathing. Holding her hands, Yugyeom's eyes watered as he wished for her happiness. As voices approached the restroom (Y/N) rushed into a stall. Covering her mouth with her hand, the young woman desperately hid her breakdown. 'What have I done? Yugyeom, what did I do to you?'
*Yugy, where'd you go?*
*Are you ok? What happened?*
*Please talk to me, ok?*
*Just let me know that you're alright*
*Yugyeom, please*
*4 missed calls from (Y/N) 💛💛*Yugyeom read every message she'd sent him that night, listening to her voicemail on repeat. Though he had just told her to be happy with her boyfriend, he was still causing her trouble. In the young man's mind this confirmed the idea that he should withdraw from her, who waited by the phone all weekend. Recieving a message, (Y/N) jumped to answer it, only for it to be from Mark.
*hey, have you talked to yugyeom?* Her attitude brightened at the though that this would be Mark relaying a message to her.
*No, have you?*
*nope. that's why I was asking you. I haven't heard from him since yesterday.*
Remembering the events from the night before, (Y/N)'s concern for her friend returned.
*What happened last night anyway?*
*idk, he hasn't talked to me yet.*
*I mean with that girl*
*she threw punch on me.*
*Everyone knows that. I mean WHY, smartass.*Saving the image he used as his response, she let him continue typing. If he were to send them to BamBam and Jackson, maybe even to JB, they'd never let it go, thus (Y/N) became the source for Mark's meme disposal.
*idk man. she started asking a bunch of personal questions that I didn't want to answer. I just said it wasn't that deep and then that happened.*
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