we don't talk together

13 - The Cracks

Third Person POV

No doubt that whoever knows the recent stories of them will absolutely call them lovebirds, right away. Not only because of the fact that they've been separated for so long but because of the fact that even though now they live together, they could barely spend the day nor night together.

Yoongi is indeed a busy man. From a quick glance, you could tell what's the reason. Tight schedule, overseas music tours, and concerts, numerous show, off-air to on-air and offline to online. The life of an idol goes this way, especially considering that he's the member of the biggest boy group in the world right now. She never sees this as their obstacles. She understands and trusts him so much.

Yes, she stays in his apartment now. Practically living there even though she could only exchanging sights with the owner at the average of one or two times every two weeks. But right now, it was the longest time they haven't met each other. Almost 40 days of being apart due to her boyfriend's inevitable schedule, all they could do to minimize the pain of missing each other was through the Face Time and that's it. Sometimes he was too tired to the point he fell asleep immediately after their schedule ends, and yet, she always understands.

It was until that one time.

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Y/n POV

I haven't heard anything about him for these past 3 days. It was just so unusual. But I can't protest, I can't ask anyone. The members probably don't know me. Well, technically I never met them, not even once even after this whole 7 months. It would be so nice if he could make me knows them closely. At least I could ask them how's he been these whole days. Was he really that busy to just spare a minute to text me anything?

No, my possessive side is rising. Can't let that happen.

Yes, maybe he's really that busy. I have to understand. I have to trust him. I mean, what's the worse thing he could do, right? I just have to wait. But deep down inside, my chest is rumbling so hard. Overthinking starts to take over while in fact, I never did feel this way. I hate myself for this.

So, I decided to text him first. I wait, wait and wait until almost 20 minutes with no answers, I got greedy and decide to call him first.

His phone is ringing. It took about 5 times ringing until I hear a voice answer.

"Hello?" I startled and go silence a moment I realize it was a woman's voice.

"Hello?" She repeats.

"Oh, yeah, hello? Isn't this Min Yoongi's phone?" There are brief silent seconds after I asked those question. Which made me anxious.

"Yeah, seems like he fell asleep. What's the matter? Who is this?"

"Oh...I see. I am a friend of his. Can you please tell him-" The phone suddenly disconnected.

I tried to call him again. This time, his phone is inactive. Now's the time to be panicked, right? I mean, I haven't heard anything from him for quite so long and suddenly, when I decide to step ahead, the first thing I heard was...a woman's voice?

Anyway, I shrug the thoughts off. I can't let it surrounds me and hugs me with negativity. I let it slide out. I will ask him later.

Unfortunately, later never really comes. 3 days after that, I find out on the social media that BTS is at the Charles de Gaulle Airports heading back to Incheon later this morning. It draws a smile on my face knowing that I will finally see the man I have been missing for these past 45 days. Yes, I count every single day I didn't spend with him.

So, I patiently wait.

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It's 8 PM and I am already in the lobby of the apartment waiting for the elevator to lift me up. I feel so drained because of the unlimited pitch I had to do at work. I already get used to dealing with this kind of job, but dealing with an annoying so-called genius co-worker? Nah, I still need training on that.