Yoongi

I woke up at the sound of my buzzing phone. I groan and reach my hand out to pick it up.

I didn't bother checking the ID, knowing it must be one of the members.

“Hello, it better be important cause you interrupted my sleep," I mumbled, looking at Y/N who was hugging the damn pillow even though I was right beside her in flesh and blood.

Hobi chuckled softly, “Suga wake up, it must be morning there, right?"

“Yes, what happened? Is everything fine there?" I asked.

“Yeah. Everyone is good here. Taehyung is still miserable, not talking to anyone though.”

I feel so terrible for Taehyung and Emma. Both are devasted. Y/N told me how much Emma cried that day. Taehyung was locked in his room for straight three days. He would just practice with us, then lock himself in.

“Take care of him, while I am away,” I said

“Yes, How is Y/N? You are with her?” he asked.

“She is good. And now she is sleeping,” I ran my hair through her hair.

“You guys did it?" He asked and I could imagine his smirk.

“Shut up fucker!” I said but a smile escaped my lips.

“Oh, so you did. Take care of her Suga, don't end up like Taehyung and Emma,” he told me.

Never. We would never.

“Of course not. Don't worry Hobi. I got this," I assured him.

We talk a bit, and Y/N woke up due to my voice. I gave her an apologetic smile for disturbing her sleep, she just chuckled and kissed my cheek, hugging me.

“I am still on the call bro,” Hobi laughed.

“Then hang up already,” I threw my phone aside and wrapped my arms around her.

“Who was on call?” she asked sleepily.

“Hobi."

“Oh, I will face time them later. I miss them all. Taehyung and I didn't talk to each other for a long time,” she mumbled.

I hummed in response. I glanced at the watch, it was still 7 am. The store will be accessible at 9 am. We still had time to sleep, or maybe around two.

“I am gonna go and shower,” she started to get away from me, but I pull her back.

“No, sleep a bit,” I said, burying my face in the crook of her neck and sniffing her.

She smells like me.

“Just five minutes. Then I am going to shower," she said and I tugged her closer.

I woke up at the vibrating sound of the phone. I want to burn that fucking device.
I open my eyes feeling cold as Y/N wasn't beside me. I heard the sound of the running water.

I looked at her phone which was buzzing. I pick it up, and Dae's name flashed on the screen.

Again I felt anger and jealousy.

I can just tell that kid likes her.

I hate it when he is around her.

The phone stopped buzzing, and I place it aside. My eyes fell on the bracelet on the nightstand and take it in my hand.

He gifted her this.

She still wears it.

Why she wears it every day?

How this thing open?

I tried to open the hook, but...

Fuck.

Fuck. Shit. Godammit.

I should stop staying with Namjoon.

The bracelet broke into two pieces.

How?

I just wanted to see it properly.......

Her phone blinked and a message popped up. I shouldn't have checked it.

But I did.

Be ready for the movie tonight.
I will pick you up.

What?

Movie? With him?

This fucker doesn't know she is taken or what?

The bathroom door flew open and she walked out dressed in all black.

“Why my phone is with you?” her eyebrows scrunced in deep frown.

“Why are you going to a movie with him?” I asked, gripping her phone tightly.

“You don't know the meaning of personal space? I never checked your texts Yoongi,” she said, irritation laced voice that just made me angrier. I climb off the bed and glared at her.

“Why the fuck you can't understand? I told you to stay away from this guy,” I said

“Just because you said, I won't do it Yoongi!" She yelled.

“What the fuck Y/N? Why are you going to a movie with him? That too at night!” I yelled back.

“It's the cause of work!" She threw the towel on the floor.

I laugh.

“You are telling me that your boss pays you to go to movies with other co-workers?! Wow, what kind of job is that? Wasn't it enough that you both are together 24/7 in the damn office! I don't even think it was a coincidence that you work together. Was it a plan?” I asked

“You must be crazy if you think that,” she ignored me, sliding the curtains apart and letting the sun rays sneak into the room.

“Dont try to get away from the conversation. Fucking talk to me! Tell me what the fuck are you doing behind my back!?”

“I AM FUCKING NOT DOING ANYTHING! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! DON'T  START IN THE MORNING!” She shrieked slamming the window open.

“Did you sleep with him?” I let out even before I could stop.

She gave me a blank stare.

I just stare back at her.

Her expression darkens, it's one of them I saw that day in my studio. Her eyes fell on the cutter on her desk.

I stood stiff, as she walks to the desks and pick the cutter up.

She is crazy.

I don't know this Y/N.

Then she laughs.

“Fuck yes! And you know what? He is better than you in the bed,” she said throwing the cutter out of the window.

I just froze on spot, hoping she will take it back.

She doesn't.

I flung her phone aiming at the wall.

“What the hell?!” she cried out looking at her shattered phone.

I close the distance between us and grabbed us shoulders, pulling her towards me.

“FUCK YOU!” I yelled at her face and push her aside. I collect up clothes and walked into the other room.

Fuck everything.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.
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Y/N

Fuck him.

Fuck you Min Yoongi.

I locked my door knowing he was in the room right beside me.

Should I go and apologize?

Yes bitch you should.

No.

He just keep dragging Dae between us, for no fucking reason.

We were going to see a stupid documentary cause it's our assignment.  We have to observe the monuments and make a report about them.

But this fucking turtle didn't even let me explain.

He had the nerve to ask me if I slept with him.

What does he take me for?!

I pick up my phone, the screen was completely broken. Anger rushed through me again.

My Grandmother gifted me this phone when I turned 18.

I settled on the bed trying to turn on the phone. Then my eyes fell on it.

“FUCKING BASTARD MIN FUCKING FREAKING CRAZY YOONGI! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!”

I gently pick up the two pieces of the broken bracelet in my hand.

How can he be so immature?

I heard willlent rungs running to my room.  A staff member halted near the door frame.

“Unnie two boys are fighting down in the store!"

Now, who are those motherfuckers!

I followed Minjee, ready to kick the bastards out of my shop.

But I witnessed Yoongi and Dae.

Both were tackling each other on the stalls here and there.

“Put the sign as close!” I immediately ordered Minjee.

She forthwith ran to the entrance.

I strided to them, willing to murder both. Yoongi threw a punch at him but I caught his fist before it could hit Dae.

I would have twisted his hand if he was someone else.

I pushed both of them away from each other.

The two workers stood quietly looking at Yoongi in disbelief. I would have to deal with them as well.

Why today?

“What the fuck you guys think you are doing?” I asked them.

Yoongi's lip was busted, Dae jaw was bruised. What are they? Fucking teenagers?

“He just popped out of nowhere and started beating me up," Dae glared at Yoongi.

I look at Yoongi who just scoffed.

“Be glad that you are alive," he told him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Dae yelled.

Yoongi again surged forward but I keep my hand on his chest and shoved him away.

He glared at me.

“Dont you touch me,” he spats.

I scoffed.

“You were not saying this yesterday at night,” I said.

Yoongi grits his teeth, the anger, and resentment in his eyes was making me want to jump out of the cliff.

“I regret doing so,” he admit.

My heart sank at his words but I didn't show any emotions.

“You both! Take your asses out of my store and continue your fucking fight. Get out right now!” I yelled pointing at the way out.

Yoongi turned on his heels and grabbed his bag from the floor. I bite my lip hard staring at his retreating figure.

“I am sorry Y/N. I was just defending myself,” Dae said.

I sighed and stare at the ceiling rubbing my temples.

I can't handle all this today.

“Listen, you both,” I glanced at the Minjee and Beomsoo, the two workers.

“No one will mention that Min Yoongi was here. If the news gets out, you will lose your jobs, am I clear?” I told them sternly.

I didn't want to be this harsh to them. But I can't risk Yoongi's image. Thank god there was not a single customer inside. It would have caused so much trouble to Yoongi and BTS.

“Yes, ma'am. Don't worry about it,” Beomsoo assured me.

“I will help in cleaning," Dae said and start to clean up the mess. Packets of chips, biscuits, and medicines were scattered on the floor. They also stepped on some chocolates.

The loss these two grown-ass men caused.

“I have somewhere to be I will leave first,” I announced.

“Sorry Y/N. I will pay for these. Don't worry,” Dae apologized, looking guilty.

It's not his fault anyway. I patted his arm with a small smile.

“Okay. Minjee please help him treat the bruise. Dae I will see you later,” I said and made my way upstairs.

I grabbed my purse and broken phone. I wanted to call mom, but of course I could with this piece. I peeked at my dress, that's good I kept some clothes here.

I let out a heart wrenching sigh and climbed downstairs again.
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Soohee

“Please eat this, I promise this is the last bite,” I smiled at grandma.

She scrunched her face and open her mouth. I fed her the food then offer her water. She smiled at me and pats my head.

“Thank you to be here with me Soohee even after Lee Ryan and you parted ways,” she said

I hate how his name still aches my heart.

“Don't worry grandma. I separated myself from him, not you," I assured her.

“You should head home, honey. Y/N shouldn't be alone today.”

Right.

“Yeah. I was just leaving actually. When Ryan arrives I will leave Grandma.”

We engaged a conversation for a while then he show up. I didn't spare him a glance and just hug Grandma.

“Please take care of yourself. Don't make me and Y/N worry,” I told her.

“Okay, you too take care of yourself and my grandchild. I will visit you soon,” she said.

“I will walk you out,” he offered as I stood seizing my purse.

“No need,” I refused and wave at Grandma before rushing out.

He followed me out of the VIP. I hate the hospital smell.

I walked into the elevator, sadly with him.

But a smile stretched my lips, when I remember that I gave birth to my Y/N in this hospital.

“Our Y/N was born here,” he said and I look at him, he was having a faint smile on his face.

I know he loved his daughter, but he didn't love her enough. The love, the presence and care Y/N yearned from her father, she never received it.

And I despise him for that. Not because he left me.

“At least say something. Even if you want to curse, it's fine,” he said with a choked voice.

Why it's taking so long to reach down the floor?

“Soohee,” he took a step closer.

“Stay back,” I gave him the best glare I could give.

He sighed and finally the lift halts. I waste no time and strolled out of it. I increase my pace and practically run to get the taxi.

“My driver will drop you," he said firmly.

“No need. I can manage," my gaze wandered in probe of vacant taxi.

Ryan grabbed my wrist but I yank my hand away.

“We are on the street, don't cause a scene,” he told me.

“If you just lea-

My words perished in my throat when a familiar car stopped right in front of me.

Why he is here?

“Hye Jin?" I said with a frown.

“Hii...," he smiled as he climbed off.

“What are you doing here?" Ryan asked him.

“I am here to pick my girlfriend, what else,” he rolled his eyes and glanced at me.

“Sorry for being late. Come on,” he unlocks the passenger seat and without glancing at Ryan, I ascended in his car.

Hye Jin slides in the driver's seat and began to maneuver.

I gazed through the rearview mirror. He was still standing there.

“Sorry for showing up out of nowhere,” Hye Jin apologized.

“I am happy to see you,” I confessed even before I could stop my words.

I realized what I said and slapped my hand on my mouth. Hye Jin let out a laugh.

“You are so cute Soohee,” he said and I glimmer looking out of the window.

Hye Jin ceased the car near the park. We silently strolled beside each other then settled on a bench near the fountain. The weather was cool, it would start pouring anytime.

“So?” he started nervously.

I chuckle, I have never seen him nervous.

“What are you nervous about?” I asked him.

“Just, it's the first time we are out like this,” he smiled staring at me as if I am the most previous thing.

I stare back at him.

He is too good.

Too good for me.

“I don't deserve you Hye Jin,” I admit honestly.

Hype Jin shook his head and peeked at my hand. He slowly reached and laces our fingers.

My heart thumped loudly and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

“You don't even know how precious you are, stupid,” he brushed my curl away from my face and locked his eyes with mine.

I am just not ready for this.

And as if he heard me, he retrieves his hand back and smiled.

“I told you not to control your heart. Just let it go okay?” he stood. I smile and stand too.

“I have to go home. I don't want to leave Y/N alone today,” I said as my smile fell and a pang of despair finds consolation me.

“Why?"

“It's my son's death anniversary."
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Y/N

“Hey buddy,” I keep the strawberry yogurt near his photo. I stare at his picture and let out a laugh.

“I bet you wouldn't be handsome if you had grown up. No one can match my beauty you know,” I laugh at myself.

“Ummm.....let me gossip with you. So I got a job in my dream company. My seniors are nice except for the one. Don't worry I won't kill him. Oh, and did I tell you about Emma, she shifted to Incheon. Sad right? I won't be able to see her much. And you know brother, Hye Jin and Mom are doing good. Mom is happy when she is with him. Did I tell you about Hyerin?  Gosh she is so cute. I...I was going to bring my boyfriend to introduce him to you. But that jerk...aish he is so immature you know hyung....oh I am speaking too much right? Sorry!"  I adjusted his photo and heaved a heavy breath.

I bite inside of my cheek.

What? Don't stare at me like that. I won't cry. I will stay strong. For you. For mom.

I miss you hyung.

I miss us fighting, I miss you pulling my hair, I miss you whenever my braid my hair. I always wanted to have short hair but for you I kept them long. I miss you playing cards with me, I miss you when I wander in our house, feeling your absence.

I miss you a lot.

Only if you were here.....

I walked on the street, it was pouring down, but I just let myself get drenched.

The cold is good to numb the pain. I wish just like the rain rinsing the dirt away, it would also wash my pain away.

I wandered on the streets with the strings of thoughts.

For the first time, I wanted someone to hold me tight and soothe me down.

I arrived home after a long walk in drizzle. I didn't took my car, even mom didn't take her car yesterday. Just for today, we avoid driving.

When I get home, mom was waiting for me. When she saw me and her eyes widened, she shortly grabbed the towel and rushed over to me.

“Y/N! Why is your phone off? I was so worried! Hye Jin is looking for you out,” she told me taking my purse.

We both walk in and I gave her an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, my phone broke. When did you come back?" I asked drying my hair.

“Just now. You weren't picking up your phone so Hye Jin and I got worried. I will call him and inform that you are back," she said and I nod.

She was about to walk away but she turns back to me and wrapped her arms around my soaked frame

“Mom you will drench your clothes"

“Sorry. I wish I could suck your pain away. I wish I could have stopped all the misfortune. I wish we could have saved him. I wish I could have been better mom and helped you. Trust me I want to. Y/N please be okay, it hurts to see you like this. It hurts so bad...I...I..,”  she softly cried.

But I didn't.

I strongly held her in my arms, soothing her.

“I am Okay. We are okay Mom. Nothing is wrong,” I repeated over and over again.

She shed her pain and hugged me tightly.

Please, make her happy.

I begged to God, after years.

“Yeah, when are you visiting?” I asked her calmed down and pulled back.

“After I make tea for you. Go and take a warm shower. Don't worry about me Y/N," she patted my head.

I smiled at her and walk upstairs. My legs were sore, and I was feeling so exhausted. I quickly took a hot shower and drink the tea before sleeping.

I need you Yoongi.

But....

I wore his hoodie.
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I woke up when mom shook my body gently.

What day it is?

“It's morning Y/N. It's good that it's the weekend or you would have heard an earful at work, take the call. It's Emma!”

I immediately take her phone when I heard my best friend's name.

“Hello, Emm," my lips curved up on their own accord. My mom smiled and walks out of my room, giving me privacy.

“Y/N? Are you okay? What's happening? Is that you on television?” she was almost yelling.

What?

“What are you saying?" I settled straight on the bed.

“The pic of you and Yoongi kissing in the bar! Is that you?!”

My heart stopped.

I lunged out of the bed and sprinted downstairs.

“Yah! Y/N! Don't run like that! You will fall!" Mom yelled.

I grabbed the remote turn and  I flipped through channels, stopping on the news channels.

“- here is the pic of Min Yoongi and his secret girlfriend who was captured in a private club, kissing each other. Though we still can't see her face, they look so much in love. ARMY is yet to react to the news, we wish the idol good luck an-

I don't even hear the rest.

I just stare at the picture.

Yoongi was kissing a girl, his face is clear but her back is facing the camera.

Am I dreaming?

I turned my head to look at my mom, who was as shocked as me.

My already broken heart shattered in millions of chunks.