"Look at me," he began, his voice cracking in the process. "Look at me dammit!"
The tears had already spilled but fortunately, they weren't visible to him. Shaking uncontrollably, his arms were spread.
"Serre-moi dans tes bras très fort, à me fair...
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A/N: this chapter is pretty emotional so bring out the tissues 🤧
The blonde haired boy nervously made his way towards the door that was meant to have his hyung on the other side of it.
It had been a few days since their last true conversation which consisted of him finding out about Taehyung. He gulped, not knowing how he would react when seeing his face but this was his apology.
The younger had made him oatmeal with his favorite ingredients, it may have not been the best since Seokjin was really the cook between the two of them but he remembered how happy Seokjin would be when his best friend would make him breakfast.
Sighing, he knocked on the door. "Hyung?" To his surprise, there was no answer. He knocked again, increasingly becoming worried. What if he was doing something bad to himself? What if he was having an attack again? What if-
Yoongi interrupted his thoughts by twisting the knob and letting the door fly open. His heart dropped when he saw that there was no sign of the elder. His bed was made perfectly, as if it wasn't used last night. As he walked into his room, he noticed a piece of paper laying neatly on his bedside dresser.
I thought about what you said and I just couldn't accept it.
I know I'm fucked up and I think that in order to truly heal...I have to apologize to him.
I'm sorry Yoongi, I hope you'll forgive me for this.
x Seokjin
Yoongi, who already had tears forming in his eyes, let the paper slip away and fall back onto the counter. He was angry, incredibly angry and he wanted to run after him and make sure that his hyung was locked in his room.
He couldn't do that though because this wasn't his problem. This was Seokjin's problem and as much as he wanted to control the situation and keep his best friend alive...if this was something he wanted to do then so be it.
He flinched when feeling a soft hand on his shoulder. Turning, he met with those pretty eyes of his crush.
Namjoon watched him in concern. "Are you okay?"
He chuckled before letting his eyes fall to the ground. "Hyung went to Taehyung." Namjoon's eyes widened before grabbing the elder's chin and lifting it to so he would meet his eyes.
"You let him?" He signed which Yoongi shook his head to before handing him the letter.
"He left overnight...maybe even during the evening and already there by now," He answered, looking into the younger's eyes. "Namjoon, I'm so scared."
The younger gave him a reassuring smile before pulling him into his embrace. "This is Kim Seokjin we're talking about...I know he isn't the same person he was before but he's so strong. I believe in him and you should too."
