Make It Right / V KTH / Suga MYG / BTS Completed

Triggered

He holds me close to his body, as he regains his composure.  I am still panting heavily, trying to control my breathing. I can't say anymore. I can't fight him. I just let the feelings wash over me.

"I didn't know. I'm sorry I upset you." I let the tears flow. I can't help myself. He holds me, rocking my body back and forth. "I'm so sorry," he repeats several times, but nothing he can say will take away the feeling and the fear I just experienced, reliving the moment I lost my closest friend in the blink of an eye for no fucking reason at all! It was just for a thrill, just something someone gave her and she thought no more of it than she did the drink she mixed it with.

I pull away from him, unable to face this any longer. I rush out of the room, out of the house. I can't be near anyone now. I need to be alone, I need to be away.

I run out onto the quiet street near the flat. No one seems to be awake and it's  just the emptiness that I need. Yoongi grabs my camera off the bed and rushes after me, worried for me, but also trying to make it right. To undo what he's done so callously.

I fall into a empty doorway, and cry, uncontrollably. As Yoongi gets closer, he hears me crying and stops, trying to slowly come close without upsetting me further. He sees me, crouched in the darkened doorway and he drops his body down beside me. He pulls me toward him and holds me close. I just let him envelop me and I cry in his embrace.  No words are exchanged, He holds me and lets me sob, and I feel the connection with him and don't question it. We sit in measured silence for several minutes.

I regain my strength and I get up from the doorway. I walk on, like I'm ready to walk home. Yoongi jumps up and chases after me.

"Where are you going?" he asks. 

"I'll be OK. I just need to get away." I just focus forward.

He chases me. "I know what you're doing. You can't disappear, you can't run away. Alexa please stop."

His words hit me and I stop in my tracks. Pausing a moment, then losing strength again, leaning down, still panting. He grabs both my hands, turning me to face him. He looks at me confused and scared.

"Yoongi, what the hell is going on with you and Taehyung?" I ask, finding the nerve after every emotion I've experienced tonight. "Why isn't he with us, why are you acting so mean and then being so amazing? What are you doing to me?!"

He lets my hands drop and turns his face away.  "I think that if I asked you, right now, to choose between being with me, and Taehyung...I think I know what your choice would be." He looks back at me, reaching over and he lifts my chin toward his, catching a tear and brushing it away. "I want to remember being excited and happy tonight, and not remember how stupid I've been and how much my heart is breaking." He looks up at the stars in the sky above us. "He told me to come out with you alone, and to resist you. He said if I didn't he would leave the band."

I look over at him shocked. "What?!"

"He said he wouldn't go back to New York if I couldn't be loyal to him. And I guess I've messed everything up." He lets his head hang low.

"He would leave all of you?" I say the words but I still don't believe them. They sound awful. His entire adult life has been spent with these men, practically every waking moment from what I can tell. He told me they even live together still, even though they have their own apartments. How could he even consider making a statement like that?

"So, what happens when we go back to my house?" I ask unsure how to deal with this new complication.

"I'll have to tell him that I failed, and he will probably leave the band." He shakes his head.