Neighbors || BTS

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"I have to tell you something."

Yoongi pleaded his tears welling up about to fall anytime. This was the first time you've witnessed him with teary eyes twice in a week now.

And that is not normal.

"What is it?" You asked, patting down his crazy hair but he grabbed your wrist to stop your action and deeply sighed.

"Not here." He said through his gritted teeth, slightly glaring at the people behind you.

You looked over your shoulder to see your friends also eyeing the two of you with genuine concern washed on their face excluding Mira, who's busy cleaning her nails with a nail buffer that she somehow brought with her.

"Yoongi-hyung, dude what happened to you?" Hoseok stood up with a scrunched up forehead and walked towards the two of you.

You scanned Yoongi's face just to see that he got even paler than pale (If that's even possible), he looked like his soul abandoned his body; now going to the spirit world and fulfill his wish to reincarnate as a rock in his next life.

His fiery gaze directly focused on something that you can't even see from your peripheral vision. His presence was there but his mind went somewhere else.

His veiny hand that rested on your wrist trembled as his breath hitched, his words stuck on his throat unable to form out a simple sentence.

"Yoongi? Are you still there?" You croaked out and moved your hand to clutch his clammy hands.

You waited for a few minutes for him to answer but when he didn't your worry level meter increased.

"Yoongi-hyunggg?" Hoseok put his hand on his shoulder and shaked him, desperately pulling him out of his deep thoughts.

"Ah! Stop, stop!" Yoongi finally responded, he let go of your hand and pushed Hoseok's hand off of his shoulder, not without giving him another glare.

He then held your hand again and pulled you to his back.

"Yoongi wha-"

"I'm sorry to cut your little hang out but I really need to talk with
Y/N right now." His hold on you tightened and you could hear the stiffness from his voice like he isn't comfortable staying in this store for too long.

"Oh, okay sure! But don't you want to grab a snack? You look like you need one right now-"

"No thank you, bye." He declined.

He then yanked you out of the store without even giving you a chance to bid your goodbyes to them.

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Now entering back to the flat, since Yoongi let go of your hand half way through the walk you had a hard time catching up to his quick legs.

Geez, is it actually possible if boys get periods?

Being too occupied on your theories about Yoongi's strange behavior you didn't notice a figure going towards your way.

Not a second later, a hard body clashed against yours. The stranger was thrown back by the force and lost hold of whatever he was carrying.

Oh sweet apple cream pie!!

Why do we main character's always have to be so clumsy?!

"I'm sorry!" You cried out and as an immediate response you helped them gather up their stuffs.

"It's okay." A deep voice answered to which you assumed was a male.

You then stood up and when you looked up to the stranger you were gob smacked by his beauty.

The young man looked to be around your age, he was also tall and had a well-built body. Golden brown locks that looked too fluffy, long eyelashes that covered his eyes and his natural pink lips pouted while checking his belongings.

You weren't even gonna deny the fact that this man in front of you is so damn attractive that even the word attractive is an understatement.

I'm still staying loyal to Hobi.

Suddenly remembering the weight on your hands, you stretched out an arm to return the box to him.

"Here sir and again I'm sorry."

"Thank you!!" The man smiled then took the box and you felt his strong gaze scanning you while your sweat dropped.

You turned your head down to avoid his eyes and when you did you realized that you're still in your sleeping clothes and bird nest-like hair.

Frick I knew I should've took a shower before going out.

Welp, time to evacuate from social interaction.

"Again I'm so sorry for bumping into you." You bowed at him before facing your back to him and saw Yoongi waiting for you.

"Uhh, let's go?" You nervously laughed under his blank stare.

What's with everyone looking at me like that?

Am I really that hot for them to look at?

He let out another sigh then started to walk towards the lift and you followed after him.

When the elevator finally arrived on the underground part of the building the both of you went straight to his home, which is the staff room and that's cool because they have this floor all for themselves and that meant no annoying neighbors.

Yoongi opened the door and you were welcomed by the sweet smell of honey. You enjoyed the smell for a few minutes before looking for the source of this amazing smell.

That very same smell suddenly hit you in the heart and remembered your parents.

I wonder if they miss me too...

"Hi Yooniee! Hi sweetie!!" Mrs. Min gleefully greeted, her eyes shined as she entered the living room with a plate of freshly baked fruit cake.

Her petite body waltzed towards Yoongi and ruffled his already messy hair then moved to pinch your chubby cheeks all together in one motion while balancing her plate on the other hand before placing it on the wooden table.

"You two have fun here, okay? I'll be on floor 1 if you guys need me." Was what she said before she took off and shut the door close, after making sure that Mrs. Min was out of earshot you spoke up.

"Okay Yoongi what the hell happened to you?" You faced him with stern eyes and crossed your arms.

"So you know that I always fix Mrs. Lee's toilet problems and I was just doing my job and t-then I-" His voice cracked and his tears bursted out like a dam.

He wiped away his fallen tears but it only increased so he covered his mouth and let out muffled sobs. The sound of him breaking down in front of you had tore up your heart too.

Just what in the world happened for him to cry like this?

You held both of his hands and looked straight into his eyes.

"Yoongi, look at me."

He nodded, his breathing still uneven and closed his eyes.

"Breathe in, breathe out."

He did as he was told and let out a few shaky breaths. His hand on yours tightened, scared that you'll let go of him too.

"What happened, Yoongs?"

"She was murdered Y/N, Mrs. Lee was murdered!"

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