His Majesty | M.Y.G

Is It Wrong To Feel This Way?

King Yoongi's P.O.V.

"Yoongi?"

Her voice was soft but a little louder than a whisper. In the moment, it was the second sweetest voice I've ever heard in my life. The only other person who had ever talked to me with that tone of voice was my Father. I slowly lifted my head and looked at her. She was sitting on my bed and looked worried.

"Yoongi?"

She said my name again as she got up and crouched down in front of me. Tears were streaming out of my eyes yet my face was locked frozen. She hesitated to move closer but her hands slowly reached up and brushed my hair away from my eyes. My eyes slowly traveled up her face and I looked into her soft eyes.

"Y/N, you should only look at people you care about with that expression. Don't look at me with such caring eyes."

"Yoongi you're hurting right now." She whispered.

I inhaled deeply and looked down to the floor. "Y/N..."

I closed my eyes grabbed her wrist. My body felt heavy and I ended up falling into her. She stumbled back a bit due to my bodyweight but she didn't push me off. My forehead rested on her shoulder as tears fell from my eyes. I could feel her arms slowly wrap around my body.

"Is it wrong to feel this way...?"

"What way?"

"To feel relieved that she's gone. It feels like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders and now I can finally breath. But at the same time... I'm scared. She was the one telling me what to do, who I was, and what I was going to be. She had complete control over my life. So now that she's gone and I am what I was expected to be... I have no idea what I'm supposed to do." I raised my head from her shoulder and tried to wipe away my tears. "Now look at me. I'm pathetic."

"You're not pathetic Yoongi. You have every right to feel what you're feeling."

She grabbed my hand and pushed my chin up to look at her.

"You're not alone Yoongi. We have Jin and Namjoon to help us along the way. No one else is going to leave you Yoongi. I promise."

I could feels the tears start to fall again. This was the first time in years that I've felt like someone actually cared.

Y/N's P.O.V.

A yawn escaped from your lips as you slowly stretched out your legs. For some odd reason, you woke up really stiff. Although, it wasn't long before you found out why. You stopped stretching and lifted up the bedsheets. Oh look at that... I grew a pair of arms... Wait a minute. You slowly turned around to see a patch of black hair. Yoongi was spooning you.

Your cheeks heated up and you did your best to wiggle out of his grasp. It was a little hard considering you didn't want to wake him. In the end, you managed to replace your body with a pillow. Even though he was asleep, he seemed just as content.

As you stood watching, a small smile creeped onto your face. He looked so peaceful. You slowly reached out to him and moved a piece of his hair out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help much yesterday Yoongi. I'll make it up to you today."

You looked over at the clock and saw that it was almost time for your classes to start. Tomorrow was the last day of training for you and Yoongi. You figured that it wouldn't hurt much to let Yoongi miss put on today. He just looked so peaceful sleeping that you didn't want to wake him. That being said, you quietly snuck out of his room and headed back to yours to get ready.

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"Jin, do you know where Yoongi is?"

He looked up from his papers and shrugged. "He was in his office last time I checked. Why do you ask?"