My Alpha | Yoonmin

Chapter 11

BABEH SAGA OF LOKEH THE DEBETEBEL GUD BOIIII!!!!!!

I'm a proud cat mom. Have you noticed?

No?

😣...😖...🥺!!!

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Before I knew it, two weeks had passed and I hadn't seen Yoongi. Surprisingly, he had actually left me alone. But I didn't know if he was actually doing as I told him to. I hadn't seen him at all since he left that day.

Admittedly, at first, it was weird to not have him watching my every mood. Somehow, I found myself missing him in the first few days. But as time passed, I started to get used to the way my life was again. My grades got better, my parents weren't as worried about me getting in trouble since they hadn't caught me with Yoongi, and I was slowly starting to build a stronger friendship with Jungkook. I was trying to be friends with Seokjin as well, though it was a little awkward between us. He seemed nervous around me, like he expected me to hate him for being with Namjoon.

But I didn't mind so much anymore. I'd gotten over it. It really wasn't hard, since I hadn't really loved Namjoon in the first place. But it was a little awkward between me and Namjoon. And there were times when we were trying to be nice to each other, and he would forget that we weren't together anymore--in front of Seokjin. He would get a little too close, before he would realize it a little too late and Seokjin would rush away with teary eyes.

Honestly, I felt a little bad for them both. Namjoon really liked Seokjin. I could tell by the way he treated him. But a part of him was still trying to get over his one sided love with me. He'd told me he fell out of love, but I don't think he was completely over it yet. And as for Seokjin, the poor omega was head over heels for Namjoon. Any chance he got, he was cuddling with Namjoon. I knew he felt horrible for breaking us up, but I didn't blame him. They deserved each other.

But on a separate note, I was starting to feel lonely. Taehyung and Jungkook were hitting it off, being sweethearts to each other. Jungkook had started to warm up to Taehyung after a few dates, and they were possibly going to get together soon. Surprisingly, Taehyung hadn't asked him to be his mate yet. Seokjin and Namjoon had each other. And Hoseok and I weren't so close. Hoseok had started to drift away from the rest of us now that Taehyung was preoccupied with Jungkook, and Namjoon had Seokjin now. He didn't want to three wheel with me, sitting with the couple's anymore. And I had made it clear to Yoongi that I didn't want to see him unless he stopped smoking.

And I still didn't know if he was actually doing that, or if he had blown me off and decided to stalk another omega. I was worried that he had given up on me and was no longer interested.

And that made my heart ache.

So after a bit of nervous asking around on the senior's floor, I secured Yoongi's address. He lived in a suite at the top of a really nice building in the city. I was a little annoyed as I gave a taxi driver my entire allowance before I walked into the building. I had decided to go to his apartment on Friday after school. I meant to only check up on him and see if he was actually going through rehab. I also meant to make it clear to him that even though I was showing up to check on him, what I said still stands, and he wasn't to approach me until he's clean.

With that in mind, I awkwardly went through, lying by the skin of my teeth to the receptionist to get a guest pass before I went up to Yoongi's suite. I knocked on the door and paused for a minute, waiting for him to come to the door. But he never did. I knocked again, but no answer. Hesitantly, I tried the knob.

The door opened, and I was greeted by a nice, clean living room. All the furniture in the suite appeared to be a nice white or dark gray color, with marble here and there. Praying that this was indeed Yoongi's suite, I went inside. I shut the door behind me and slowly went further inside, looking around warily. The house was very plain. No homely decorations, no pictures, no...color. Everything was black and white almost. And..dead. If this was Yoongi's apartment, I kind of felt bad for him. This place wasn't a home. It was just...a dwelling. This would be a horrible place to live to me. It wouldn't feel like a home. Just...a house.