Toxic Melody (Yoongi x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 4: Life With a Human Pt. 1

3rd Person P.O.V:

Y/N coughed violently as she spewed seawater onto the blood-stained rocks beside her. Yoongi patted her back, eyes wide.

"Oh my gosh, Y/N! What were you thinking?! What did you do to yourself!?" The words flew from Yoongi's mouth as he shamelessly scolded her.

"I-I had to." She rasped.

"But why--"

"A prophecy. A prophecy that I made years ago." Yoongi scoffed in disbelief.

"You gotta be kidding me right now."

"I'm serious." She said, finally meeting his gaze. He softened when he saw the pain and sadness in her eyes.

"Erm... uh, how are your... legs." He jabbed awkwardly, trying to diffuse the tension.

"They're fine..." She trailed off, looking at the hole in her leg just above her left kneecap.

"Is that where--"

"My father struck me? Yes. Yes it is." She grunted as she heaved her upper body up so that she sat up fully, using her arms to support her weight.

"What do we do now?" Yoongi asked, breaking the second awkward silence.

"Fulfill the prophecy." Y/N growled. She tried to stand, but Yoongi pushed her down.

"Whoa, whoa. You're not going any where with that kind of injury." He pointed to her leg.

"And where do you suggest we go?" She snapped.

"Jeez, I was going to let you stay at my place, but bot with that attitude..." Y/N sighed. She looked up at Yoongi, eyes apologetic.

"I'm sorry. Your place sounds better than an abandoned park bench." Yoongi smiled softly.

"Alright then, let's get you back to my apartment so you can--"

"Wait." Y/N said. Yoongi groaned.

"What?"

Honestly this girl's got a knack for interrupting people. He thought grouchily.

"Do you feel that?" She asked softly.

"Feel... What?" Yoongi said uneasily, scanning his surroundings.

"That... chill. Something's wrong." Y/N said sharply.

"It's probably just the night breeze." He reassured, but he himself felt it. A slight cold edge to the night breeze... coming from the south.

"It's nothing." Y/N shook it off, but Yoongi remained unconvinced.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Quite sure. Now, are we going or what." Y/N said through slightly chattering teeth.

"Oh. Oh! Right I'll just..." he gently picked
Y/N up bridal style, and stood.

Minutes later they arrived at the apartment. Yoongi carefully set Y/N down on the sofa of the small loft's livingroom. He grabbed his fuzzy blanket that he always wrapped himself in when he wrote his music, and draped it over Y/N's shoulders.

"I'll make you some tea. Any flavor you prefer? I've got Earl Grey, Chai, Green, Rooibos... ah, you get the point." Yoongi had always been the 'tea' kind of person.

"I'll try the Rooibos." Y/N said quietly as she gazed around the small apartment in awe. "Do you live alone?"

"Ah, yes I do." Yoongi said awkwardly.

"I see... do you like being alone?"

"Actually, yeah. It helps me think."

"You're like me then." Y/N chuckled.

"Oh?" Yoongi looked up from the teakettle he was holding, "how so?"

"You don't need people to hold you back. I mean, I'd like to be around my people, but they'd cast me away in a heartbeat." Y/N said sadly.

"Well," Yoongi said, handing Y/N her tea, "maybe, just maybe I won't cast you out."
Y/N smiled. Yoongi grinned at her and quickly ran to the bathroom to grab his tiny first aid kit.

"Thanks for the tea by the way." She said, gingerly sipping the warm beverage.

"It's the least I can do..." Yoongi said, trailing off as he tenderly treated Y/N's wound.

"What's wrong?"

"I was just thinking..." He wondered aloud, wrapping Y/N's leg with a bandage.

"About...?" Y/N probed.

"You're gonna need some new clothes." Yoongi said, face turning a light shade of pink.

"Oh... well, maybe I could wear yours for the time being." She said in a small voice. There was a pause. The two of them were blushing. Yoongi couldn't take it anymore. He turned, and speed walked to his room, yanking open his dresser drawers and digging out his sister's old clothes.

Yes, it was kinda strange that he still had his sister's clothes, but it was for memories' sake. He pulled out his sister's favorite 'chilling' outfit: olive hoodie, black leggings, and a black beanie.

"You okay, Yoongi?" Y/N called from the livingroom.

"Yeah." He said, reentering the room where Y/N sat, mug of tea still in hand. He trusted the clothes into Y/N's lap, "You can wear those for the time being." Y/N blushed.

"Thank you, Yoongi."

***BOOM. WHAT'S GOOD. WHAT'S POPPIN'. I'M BACKKKKKKK (again tehe)

Anyways I know this was short, but I missed this book too much!

If you want this book to go a certain way please feel free to DM me and I'll do my best to adjust the storyline accordingly!

Also just want to remind you all to be safe and to WASH YOUR HANDS OFTEN. Trust me you'll feel 10x cleaner and better, knowing that you just murdered some evil bacteria on your hands.

Stay healthy,
Stay alive,
Stay loco
Sincerely,
~Lululocochica 💜😉💜