muse(ic)//mygxreader

06💬

*Yoongi Point of View*

Once we were all out of the studio, Jungkook and Hoseok went to the dance studio and Jin and Namjoon went to the library. Jimin and Taehyung were far ahead of me. When we were about a block away, I patted my jeans, pretending to look for my phone, that was in my coat. "Hey, I think I left my phone at the studio," I lied, "You two go ahead without me."

Jimin turned around, which made Taehyung stop walking since they were holding hands. "You sure? We can wait."

I shook my head. I needed to get back to Y/n.

Jimin nodded, not quite convinced, "Okay then, see you at the store."

With that, I started to sprint back to the studio.

*3rd Person Point of View*

Opening the door to the roof, Yoongi saw Y/n sitting on the edge. Taking a a deep breath, he wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans.

Slowly, he made his way to her and sat down. She glanced over before returning her attention to the city view.

The sun was setting, making the sky a beautiful painting of pinks, oranges, and yellows. The skyscrapers of the city starting to light up, one by one.

"How'd you know I was here?" She asked. Her tone was cold and unforgiving. He wouldn't be shocked if she pushed him on the quiet street below their feet.

Yoongi sighed and stared at the view, looking at the girl who faced the sunset that could never compare to the beauty next to him. "You're where ever you're closet to your craft."

There was a silence. Not uncomfortable but not not awkward. Just a gap in the conversation.

"Do you ever wonder," she began, "What would happen if you jumped?"

Now the boys attention went to the sunset. "All the time."

Y/n placed her hand over his, showing comfort. She tried to hold back a few tears but they cascaded down her rosy cheeks.

Yoongi noticed and pulled her into his chest, not asking questions, not offering advice, just comforting her.

"My...my ex he-," She started crying harder, the memories resurfaced in her mind. Yoongi held her tighter, pulling her off the ledge as he moved back, placing her on his lap. She buried her face into the crook of his neck. They did not look like just friends.

"You don't have to-"

"I want to. I need to. For myself."

He nodded and patted her hair. "His brother tried to..to,"

She felt her heart rate and breathing quicken. The sound of the cars below got louder and louder, almost deafening. But she had to say it.

"He tried to rape me," she gets out before clinging even more onto her boy friend. "My ex saw. And did nothing. He just watched."

Yoongi comforted her. "I had no idea... ." He started to feel guilty. He shouldn't have pushed her to open up.

"He just watched and smiled. Like he enjoyed it." Y/n's story ended there. They stayed like that and eventually she fell asleep. But Yoongi didn't stop rubbing her back or muttering comforting words.

He got a text saying no one could find her and that they'd text her tomorrow, not knowing she was with him. So the studio was to themselves.

He carefully picked up her sleeping form bridal style and carried her down stairs. In the basement there was a bed, TV, desk and computer, shelf full of PC games, books, and movies, as well as a wardrobe in the corner. They decided to make a bedroom when they discovered they all slept here sometimes on the couches.

Placing her on the bed, he went to leave, only for a hand to wrap around his. "Stay," she sleepily mumbled.

Yoongi nodded and crawled next to her. She nuzzled closer to his chest and he hesitantly put his arms around her waist.

Thinking she was asleep, he placed a soft kiss, full of comfort, on her forehead. "I'll protect you from everything," he promised.

"Good luck, lil meow meow."

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Short chapter ik. Im sorry. But its almost midnight. I had near death experience to get this written, too.

I also ditched writing for Seokjin YouTube live. Got some cute screenshots to use in the fic.

I love you~

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