Virulence|yoongi!centric!fluff!angst!trigger warning!~e n j o y~

~t r o i s~

"Yoongi, I'll never be disgusted with you."

*~*~*

Hold up. What happened. Jin's words replay in my mind like a broken record. I can't help but look down in order to hide my obviously red face. Jin squeezes my hand. "Dinners on the table in 15." Jin leaves the room giving me plenty of time to contemplate what just happened.

I grab a pillow and cuddle it. Just like I always do before I have my little panic attacks.

All of this affection? Please, you don't even deserve it you gay faggot.

I get that, now leave me the hell alone. I say back to those voices. 

Seokjin is only pitying you. You do realize he doesn't actually care about you, right? Whatever, nothing sinks into that head of yours. Get to the bathroom.

So, I do as told. I get up from the comfort of my bed and go to the bathroom and I lock the door. Then, I see it. They've taken all of my blades. No,no,no,no,no,no, this cannot be happening. I look at my bitten nails.

You know what to do.

Fuck it.

*~*~*

(10 minutes later)

I make my way off of the bathroom floor, blood trickling down my arms. What a mess.

What a masterpiece.

I thought I got rid of you. Whatever I'm going to go have dinner.

Oh hell no you're not. Get back in that bathroom and finish what you've started.

I ignore the voices and I put on bandages and I put on an oversized yellow hoodie and head out. I keep my head low and ignore the stares from my bandmates. I poke the japchae with my chopsticks and just focus on eating.

Or at least I try to. 

"Yoongi-hyung, are you alright?" Taehyung asks, worry filling his deep voice. I nod my head. "I'm fine," Someone save me. "Just eat your food." Jin shoots me a look of concern. I continue to eat small bites in silence. "Yoongi-ah, if you're not okay, just tell me I'll-,"

"Oh my freaking god!" I shout. "Get the hell off my back and mind your damn business!" I run out of the room and slam the door so loud I'm pretty sure everyone heard it. I sit at on my bed and cry. 

Crying is all you can do? Pathetic.

Well, I'm sorry if I'm affected by everything you say. You know what I hate you and I want you to leave.

Don't worry you'll thank me later.

I continue to cry like the dumb baby I am. It takes me some time to realize that someone has their arms aound me. "Hyung, you're alright just breathe. I'm here." Jimin.

"You...you can get off of me now." I stutter. Why can't I speak properly. Jimin only tightens his grip around my body. Somehow, this felt

safe

Have a good day~~ :))