GUARDED REGRETS |YOONKOOK|

grow up

yoongi shot up out of bed in a panic, glancing at the time to see it was two in the afternoon. he's beyond 'late' for work-
oh, wait..
it's Wednesday, he doesn't work on Wednesday's.

yoongi yawns, huffing out a deep sigh, allowing himself to fall back into bed.
maybe if he's lucky, he'll fall asleep again.

he won't.

he thinks about last night. they stayed up til sunrise, jihyun and yoongi. they chatted throughout the night, or she did, rather.

yoongi didn't talk around her too much. he was, what you'd consider mute when he was with her. he never spoke until he was spoken to, he wouldn't initiate conversation.
as shameful as it is, he was afraid to speak.
i suppose there was good reason behind this, though. whenever he did say something, she'd reply with something petty, in the snappiest tone.

TW!!
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something about his boyfriend.
something about the fact that he didn't love her anymore to guilt-trip him.
something about her willing her feelings away with either sex, drugs, or self-harm.
this was an ongoing cycle.
a cycle of checking up on her and getting the same reply.

"i feel like shit."

"i wanna die."

"shut up."

"i hate that i love you."

"i wanna punch you."

"i wish you were dead."

it's a lovely thing, hearing such harsh words coming from someone who used to adore you endlessly. she does. but he's being punished for it.
_
yoongi's replies to this, are something like,

"I'm sorry."

"i understand."

"i hope you feel better soon."

"i wish i could help you."

"why dont you just go?"

yoongi didn't like talking to her, let alone, being near her. she would say the nastiest things, and make up for it a day later, with something lovey, like watching a movie together.
he fell for it, of course.
he berates himself for that.

ding!

his phone chimes, and that snaps him out of his thoughts.
there are tears on his face.
yoongi sits up.
while feeling a number of emotions, and a sore throat from trying not to sob, his expression said otherwise.
he looked bored, unamused. like he had lack of feeling. yet all he wanted to do was cry then. like, really cry.

he reaches for his phone after wiping his face.
yoongi smiles a little, but it falls just as quick as it came.

honey🐰: hi! good morning.
i hope you slept well!
sad i wasn't able to wake up to your voice :(

yg: good morning honeybee
i slept fine
it must've disconnected.. :(

jk: its okay!!:p
i get out of classes early today! one of them cancelled soooo
can i come over hyunng?