Cypher {Suga X Reader}

Time for Change

I'm awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.

My eyes shift and adjust to the darkness of the room, the darkness of my surroundings. Only the faint sound of a car engines is heard. My body feels heavy and drowsy, my eyes are burning red.

I look down at the once white pillow beneath me, now engulfed with stains of my tears and sweat. I check the time; 03:00AM.

My mind suddenly floods with the memories of just a few hours ago, and Jimin's harsh words replay themselves in my memory like a broken record. His piercing yet dull gaze intrudes into my vision, his lifeless eyes surround me.

I'm interrupted by the sound of another knock, this time followed with the sound of the door opening and footsteps seeping in. I turn my head to see the silhouette of a tired Yoongi. The moonlight streams into the room like a gentle waterfall from the landscape window located on the wall; his eyes are reflected in the light, gleaming like crystals. This is the only source of light within the room.

"y/n, are you awake? I'm coming in.." Yoongi's faint voice whispers, despite him already making his way towards me.

It takes me a second to combat my heavy head, pounding as though something is trying to escape. After a few seconds, I'm able to stir my limp body upright, ignoring the alcohol induced headache.

Yoongi slowly walks up towards my bed, sitting himself down on the edge of it, only a few centimeters away from my body. He lets a yawn escape his lips, causing me to yawn in return.

"What are you doing here?" I manage to croak out through the dryness of my mouth.

"I wanted to check up on you, after Jimin's little outburst" He began, "You know he was drunk, he didn't mean to speak so harshly. He was probably just scared and unsure of what to do since this kind of thing has never occurred to our group before. Though he wasn't completely wrong"

It's cold

"... you need to get your shit together sooner or later. You've gotten nowhere-" Yoongi's somewhat consolation is briefly cut short as his gazing eyes switch from the floor in front of him towards mine, and then the discorded chaos on the bed, and the now ruined pillow. His eyes gleam in the light of the moon.

"Tears..." He mutters as though to himself. His eyes slowly shift back to mine, and his hand steadily rises and slowly makes its way towards my face. His body responds by slowly leaning towards me.

What's he doing?

"Yoongi-" I stutter in confusion.

Almost instantly the man freezes in his steps, his outstretched arm now hanging in the air as if stopped in time. It quickly retracts back to his previous position.

"I- uh- sorry" he mutters in discomfort, "Why were you crying? Honestly you shouldn't cry about something like this, that's kind of stupid, and what he said was true-"

Back to the old him I guess

"Yes I know" I cut him off with a smile, "You and Jimin are absolutely right." I turn my body to face the pile of disorganized paintings and art supplies that can be barely made out in the dominant darkness,

"These paintings will be worked on to be finished and advertised starting tomorrow" I say whilst pointing towards the pile, "Don't forget, I'm still cypher girl" I end with a grin.

Yoongi let's out a quiet chuckle to himself.

"I'd like to see you paint" He mutters in a sort of whisper while fidgeting with his fingers.

Does this guy like me...? Or not?
Make up your mind sir

"You're welcome any time" I respond with a giggle.