𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙖// 𝙆𝙞𝙢 𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜

3. // 𝑴𝒊𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆

I didn't know what to say. I was scared of telling him the story, thinking that I will breakdown right infront of him and look pathetic. I looked down, feeling how my eyes started to water a bit. I tried to hide It, I really did. By my instict I started bitting my lip, trying not to look too obvious. He leaned down a bit to look at me. I knew he saw my tears, even if I tried to hold them back, nothing was stopping them, not even the funny moments with my family, that even if I was sad they would make me chuckle, in a way where I started laughcrying.
- Y-yoojin?- I heard his stuttering voice calling my name. I just looked at him and tried to avoid his flawless eyes, but I couldn't just not look at them, they were so addictive, I felt like I could stare at them all day and night. He didn't react, he just looked at my red eyes, not saying anything.
- I-i'm sorry, It's just that I don't think Iam ready to talk about this,- I spoke, trying to stay put and hold myself together, but the more I holded It in, the more of a thunder was creating inside of me.
- It's okay, I understand you,- he said, looking away from me and letting out a small smile, which was almost see able.

Some time passed and I actually had a pretty good time with Yoongi. He seemed like a chill guy, that was the first person to make me smile again, well for that time atleast. We exchanged numbers and continued going to classes until they were done and It was time to go home.
- Bye yoongles,- I said chuckling a bit, feeling how my smile got wider as I saw him waving to me and slowly walking away while saying goodbye to me too. We both went on our own ways.

I got back home, I felt how the breeze hitted me, making me realize It was because of my opened window. I quickly took of my shoes and ran to close the window. It was already dark out, you were able to see the small shining dots in the sky. I remember back in the days, me and my dad would sit by the window, just laugh and count each stars. He was actually my superhero. He would always comfort me and he would always help me in bad situations like getting scolded by my mother. But I guess he had to rest on his life like my mom and my brother also. All of my family members were hardworking, especially my dad. He wouldn't sleep at nights at all, and would just stay up also during the day. Somehow he was still smilling infront of me and making me happy, when in real life he'd just put on a mask to hide his tiredness. I miss him, I really do but I can't change anything.

I sat on the bed, feeling tired. Suddenly I started having headaches. It was a whole migraine. I sat on the bed, massaging my head. It helped a bit, but the pain didn't go away. I slowly stood up and went to go look at my box, full of medicine. I searched for the pill, and when I found the packet, I found out that the packet was empty. "Lucky me", I thought to myself. I looked at the clock and It was already like 11 pm. so the pharmacy was definetlly closed. My only choice was to call Yoongi. I grabbed my phone and looked for the number. As I found It, I sat back on the bed and started calling him, hoping he would pick up my call. It beeped for a couple of seconds, but then I heard his raspy voice. It sounded so attractively.
- Who is this?- his raspy voice fillied my ears, making shivers run down my spine.
- It's me, Yoojin,- I said, trying to hold in my pain.
- Oh, why are you calling so late? Did something happen?- he asked, questioning me with full eagerness.
- I, I'm sorry for calling you this late, It's just that I have a big migraine, and I don't have medicine, and the pharmacy is closed also, so you were the only option,- as I spoke, I heard him yawning through the phone. He didn't say anything, so I thought of telling him the whole point.
- Do you have any medicine? Because my migraine is killing me badly ,- I said finishing my words through clenched teeth, trying to hold in my pain.
- Um... I think I have some medicine for migraines, wait a second,- after he said that all I could hear was stuff moving around.
- Ah, yes, I have It,- he said, making me feel relieved.
- Want me to come to your place?- he asked, waiting for my response.
- Yoongi, you don't have to, I can come to your house,- I said, being completely honest with him. I didn't want him to come to my place because of me. I knew that he was tired, and he wanted to sleep, I'm just wasting his precious sleep.
- Yoojin, stop, I'll come to your place. I don't think It's a good idea for a girl like you with a migraine to walk or drive to my place alone,- he said, still sounding a bit sleepy.
- But Yoongi, Iam wasting your precious sleep , you could just sleep, I'll come over, take the pill and get back home. That's It, and then you could just keep on sleeping like nothing happened,- I said trying not to sound annoying.
- Yoojin, no, send me your adress now, or I'll be mad at you,- he said, making me really decide if I want him to be mad at me.
- Fine,- I said faintly.
- Okay, I will come over in a bit,- he said. We both said our goodbyes and ended the call. I sended him the adress, and then I just waited.