Namjoon called me a week later to hang out with him and Hoseok and I could not refuse. Being the same age, our bond had grown quite strong. On entering the café after finishing school, I could see the unmistakable features of the two boys sitting at a table chatting away, waving their hand as soon as they see me. I giggled and joined in the conversation, talking about everything from how they were in a different school from mine to our mutual hatred for history. We whiled away time with each other, playful banter amongst us, a genuine laugh bubbling out of us as we talk. A call from Yoongi diverted my attention at six thirty. I excused myself from our table and went outside the café with the intention of having some privacy on the phone call.
"Hey, long time no talk. How are you?"
"I'm fine. I just...umm shit....I had to ask......Oh God! What am I doing? Ummm...what I wanted to say....umm.....it's uhhh...." Yoongi fumbled over the phone. I could hear someone giggling behind him and immediately recognised the voice to be Jimin's.
"Calm down and pass the phone to Jimin if you want to convey something important to me"
"No no no no no it's fine I mean.....I can say it...I just wanted to ask you....um....shit....." he fumbled again causing a giggle to fall out of my lips.
"What is it? You're making me really curious" I could hear a laugh bubbling out of him as I said that but continued speaking anyway.
"I just wanted to.....God why is this so hard?" I could hear a faint 'just do it, hyung' from the other side making me aware of Taehyung's presence too.
"I just wanted to ask you out on a date, if you don't mind that is" Yoongi finally spilled the beans.
"I don't and I'll surely be there. Just text me the time and place and I'll reach there" I spoke, a smile gracing my features as I went back inside after ending the call, oblivious to the tall figure, hiding in the darkness, observing me. Going back to our table I resume our conversation but my thoughts keep going back to the date just proposed to me. After around fifteen minutes, I got a text from Yoongi telling me the details of when and where to meet him. It was in the Yeouido Hangang Park, along the Han River. I left the café bidding a farewell to the other two before heading to the park.
Yoongi greets me at the entrance of the park and together we make our way inside, a smile on both our faces. We walk for about one hour, our hands sometimes brushing against each other, before Yoongi has the courage to intertwine his fingers with mine, holding my hand, bringing a smile to my face. He stops me from walking any further, holding my shoulders with both of his hands, making me face him. A confused expression making its way to my face. Standing at the least crowded place of the park beside the river, he looks at me and smiles, just smiles, his face aglow from the lights being reflected from the river. His expression being enough to bring a smile to my face, the calm, composed look in his eyes succeeding in grabbing my attention.
"I know it's not been too long that we've grown closer to each other but every time I am with you I just can't stop smiling. I have this really strong urge to protect you from everything that can harm you, to stay with you no matter what. I wanted to tell this to you a long time back when I saw you that night at your house, in your most vulnerable state. I really like you and I would like you to be my girlfriend" I stare at him for a long time. The smile on my face slowly turning into a frown. I had never imagined the night to tumble down to this. Probably noticing the frown on my face and my sudden change of mood, Yoongi decided to speak again.
"Please don't tell me you don't feel the same. You can have as much time as you require to answer the question, I won't mind but please think it through. Please think your decision through" I could barely listen to what he was saying, my mind going numb. Going back to the fond memories when we were strolling in the park or when he took me to the cliff or when I took him to the cemetery, the smiles and laughs we shared at the cafés, Sung Jae warning me to stay away from him. The thought of father harming Yoongi was way too disturbing. I had promised myself to not get anyone else involved. I will not go back on my promise, even if it hurts me.
"I-I can't. I'm s-sorry but I don't. I don't feel the same. I'm sorry I can't be your girlfriend" I voiced out with a wavering voice.
"N-no Erica. Please think this through, please. Don't lie to yourself" Yoongi pleaded getting on his knees but the thought of him getting hurt because of me was too overwhelming. I know I was hurting him right now, but he can get over me, find another girl but if Sung Jae informs father about him, he will make sure not to keep Yoongi alive. I can't risk his life. Not being able to see Yoongi hurt because of me anymore, I ran. I ran away like a coward, running towards the cemetery, where I knew I could cry my heart out.
Yoongi's point of view:
"I will do anything it takes to protect you from him, Angel. Just trust me" I whispered. I knew I could do nothing but stare at her running away from me. I know why she did this, why she rejected me. It was because of her fear of me getting hurt. I get where she comes from but she also needs to understand that I can take care of her as well as me. I gave her my heart to take care of but it seemed as if she was the one who stepped on it. The sounds around me merging together. I became unaware of everything but the pain that she's left when she ran away; unaware of the individual smirking in the shadows.
"A broken heart is the worst. It's like having broken ribs. Nobody can see it but the pain is unbearable every time you breathe" – Anonymous.
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A/N : I'm sooo evil......Hope you like it......Don't worry....It'll get better soon.....(maybe)
