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8

yoongi and yuna were walking around the park, keeping a distance between them.

"we've been walking around the same area for the past ten minutes. is there anything you wanted to talk about?" yuna said with her hands in her pocket.

"oh, yeah." yoongi cleared his throat, "i just wanted to say sorry for being too harsh on you. it was your choice to do those things but i didn't want you to risk your health like that."

"i totally understand why you did that. i mean, you wanted to help me so there's no reason to be mad. i mean, it's my fault too for being an idiot." yuna nibbled her bottom lip.

there was an awkward silence before yuna spoke up again, "where have you been for the past three weeks? nearly a month, you know." they both stopped and turned to face each other.

"i was in daegu. my parents wanted me to help my aunt with her restaurant since there weren't enough staff. did you miss me?"

"well, yeah." she said and nodded, "actually yoongi, i want to ask you something." she said and bit her bottom lip nervously.

"what?" yoongi said and raised a brow.

"are you willing to give me another chance?" yuna said, avoiding eye contact.

"sure. but promise me one thing." yoongi said.

"what?"

"you'll finally stop smoking."

"yes, i promise." she nodded and put her head down.

"keep your head up, little one," yoongi lifted her face up, "you look pitiful with your head down." they both made eye contact.

yuna faintly smiled, "i want you. again." she said.

"again?" yoongi tilted his head in confusion.

"dummie." she cupped his face and tiptoed pulling him in for kiss.

(ok wow im cringing AHHAHAHA)

"where'd you go with yoongi hyung yesterday." yuto asked.

"just at the park." yuna tried to keep her balance as she took off her shoes.

"you went over to his place last night didn't you?" yuto said, slyly smiling.

"n-no."

"yuna, you're so bad at lying. did you enjoy?"

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"well, umm, i.." yuna stuttered, "don't you have practice?" yuna changed the subject.

"we don't have practice on saturdays, remember?"

"right."

yuto chuckled then sighed, "so does that mean you guys are back together?"

"well, he gave me another chance so i guess, yes?"

"wow, see. yoongi hyung's a great guy. just don't fuck things up this time, alright?"

2 months later

"let's break up."

"what? no, please!"

"i can't do this if you're just going to be like this as well."

"yuna, please! it wasn't what it looks like!"

"fuck off. that's what every guy says when something like this happens."

"that's because it really wasn't what it looked like! yuna, don't be stupid. will you really believe in that? that girl is no one to me."

"then why the fuck would she just dm me out of no where and tell me, 'break up with yoongi. he doesn't really love you, you know? he's just dating you 'cause he doesn't want to ruin his friendhip with your brother' and send me a fucking picture of you with her?"

"yuna,"

"i don't want this to be those 'cliche love stories' and just break up with you because of this, but it hurt me. do you really think i'll just stay with you and forgive you for something that really hurt me?"

"yuna, if you would just let me explain-"

"i don't want an explanation. have fun with that girl."

6 months later

yuna was sitting alone in the club. she was at the table completely sober. she hadn't had a sip of alcohol since she wasn't in the mood to drink. it was her birthday and she was 'supposed to have fun' but she felt bored instead.

"i'm leaving now." yuna stood up.

"what? why! you haven't even drunk a shot yet!" daeun said.

"i have to work tomorrow."

"i'm bored, daeun."

"then drink."

"i don't feel like drinking. i'm gonna go home and do homework." yuna sighed in frustration.

"okay, you just sighed." daeun looked at her in the eyes, "go home."

yuna squeezed herself in the crowd to try to get to the back door. she opened the back door and left the club, sighing in relief to have finally escaped the noisy place. she saw someone sitting on a stool with their head down.

"hello?" yuna said and bent down abit to look at the person's face. she tilted her head to get a clearer view of the person.

"yoongi?" yuna said; she stood up and approached yoongi. she lifted his head up and saw his tear-stained cheeks.

"have you been drinking?" yuna asked him.

"yoongi, why aren't you answering?" yuna stared at his face with a concerned look and placed the back of her hand on his forehead, "yoongi, your turning pale and your cold. are you okay?"

"yoongi-"

"yuna, i'm fine." yoongi said in a soft voice. yuna looked around her and saw several bottles of soju and dried up vomit on the ground.

(ew)

"yoongi, have you been drinking?"

"no. don't worry. i'm fine." yoongi said and chuckled.

"yoongi, you're not okay." yuna said and heard silence, "yoongi?"

"oh shit."

a/n

awit second to the last chapter :/