Jungkook

  "Reporters questioned Min Yoongi to the point that he fainted on camera!"

  "Min Yoongi died in front of our eyes."

  "Man was backed up against the wall by a group of reporters and fainted suddenly."

  "People beat up Min Yoongi and caused him to pass out! Here's why:"

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  "What the hell is all of this? Are you alright?" I said into the phone as I sat on my bed with worry filling my tired voice.

  "I'm fine, I was just..I got lightheaded because I'm sick, but I'm alright now." Yoongi said.

  I pressed the speaker phone button and laid back on the bed with a sigh. "They still shouldn't have asked so many personal questions anyways, you should've left."

  "I didn't know what to do," He said through the phone. "I'm not used to stuff like that. I also wasn't expecting some stupid picture to be questioned so much." Yoongi sighed loudly.

  "I didn't know that guy was going to make a whole article with just one picture," I said lowly. "He just wants the attention."

  "Well, he got it." Yoongi said. "I gotta go."

  He hung up the phone and I groaned into my pillow loudly. "Jungkookie! What the hell did you do this time!" Jimin yelled as he walked into my bedroom with his phone facing me.

  "I didn't do anything!" I whined back.

   "The articles say otherwise." He said. He held up his phone and it showed a whole paragraph titled 'Jungkook breaks up with his boyfriend Yoongi' and it had a photoshopped picture.

  "Damnit, is God just trying to remind me that Yoongi broke up with me?" I rolled my eyes.

  Jimin chuckled and threw his phone on the bed. "Maybe it's actually a sign that you should fix shit besides sitting here complaining."

  Jimin left the room and shut the door. I looked at his phone and sighed as I picked it up. I read the article with furrowed eyebrows.

  "Why did Jeon Jungkook really break up with Min Yoongi? Well, we did some research.
  We believe that Jungkook broke things off because of Yoongi's mental disorder. We asked a psychiatrist of eighteen years to examine why she thought Min Yoongi had passed out, and she answered with proof and facts of-"

I turned off Jimin's phone and set it on the table while trying to be calm. I don't understand. Why are people all over Yoongi? Why are they so curious about him? Why are they assuming things and posting false-

It's because of me.

Shit.

I was warned of this whenever I signed the contract, but I though Namjoon was being dramatic like his boyfriend is. I didn't know it was actually going to be like this in the future.

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"Why did you call me here?" Yoongi asked as he looked around the small coffee shop with his hood on. His hoodie was dark gray and it was slightly big on him, almost swallowing him whole and his face was quite dreadful looking.

"Let's go sit in my car," I said as I dragged him outside and opened the door for him.

He sat in my car with a huff and took his hood off of his to reveal his fluffy hair.

"I am so sorry about everything." I said to him as I sighed back in my seat. "All I ever tried to do was love you and protect you, and I couldn't even do that right." I looked out of the window.

"Kookie.."

"No, I should've been more careful with you. I should've never drove you away like I did and I should've listened to you when you would try to make me understand things, but I didn't." I frowned down as I looked at my hands.

We sat in silence for a moment and Yoongi finally sat up and looked at me. "If it makes you feel any better, you're not the reason I left."

I looked up at him into his dead and dark eyes as he smiled weakly. "What do you mean..?" I asked him. He sat back in the seat and his eyes started watering as he let out a shaky breath.

"Kook, I have anxiety disorder. It makes me worry all of the time. It resulted in insomnia and feeling constant fear, and I couldn't handle it so well. That why I decided to leave you.. and I know it sounds stupid, but it hurts me emotionally sometimes and.. I'm sorry."

  He looked down at his hands and rubbed his face with one of them. I placed my hand on top of his, causing him to look up at me with teary eyes. "Yoon, nothing about you is going to change how I feel. I'll always love you whether you want me to or not." I laughed lightly.

  "B-But I caused so much shit for no reason."

  "It wasn't for no reason," I said as I rubbed my thumb against his hand. "All you needed to do was talk to me and I would've been with you every step of the way to help you out."

  "B-But I even started an argument because of Jimin.. And I'll be happy for you two.. And no matter who you're with-"

  "I'm not with anybody," I laughed. "Jimin and I are merely friends. I mean, we did go on a date, but we agreed that we only loved each other as friends and nothing more than that."

  Yoongi smiled and a tear rolled down his cheek. "I- I'm sorry for being such a whiney bitch." He laughed as he cleared his tears away with his hand.

  "No, baby.. Stop crying, you're too pretty to cry like that." I said as I raised his chin to look at me. He sniffled and smiled at me as his pretty eyes fluttered open to look into mine.

  "Stop being so cheesy," Yoongi giggled.

  "But I want to make sure that you know you're the prettiest human I've ever seen~" I dragged out as I laughed with him. His gummy smile showed, causing my heart to skip a beat.

  "I don't understand why you like me."

  "You mean love?" I smiled at him.

  "Fine," He groaned. "I don't understand why you love me, Kookie." He said quietly.

  "It's because you're Min Yoongi." I said bluntly. "You're the person that I've always wanted to protect and give all of my attention to. I've always wanted to meet someone who I would want to cuddle and give kisses to and cook them meals and call them mine. You're the person that made me feel that way, and you still are. I've loved you for almost a year, and you're the person who I want to be with."

  "Then why don't you make me yours?"

  "I thought you would never ask." I smiled down at him and planted a soft kiss on his lips and smiled into it as he kissed me back.

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