Comfort(1/3)
Sugamon ➡ Yoonseok
Yoongi's pov
I walked into the apartment that me and my boyfriend Namjoon. I was ready to pass out I was so tired. Namjoon wasn't hone yet. I got on my phone and played a random game I had. After a few minutes the door opened. I looked up. My eyes widened. Namjoon was holding a boy in his arms, kissing him. Namjoon saw me and smirked. My phone dropped into my lap. Tears swelled up in my eyes. I stood up and held my phone and stormed in to the bedroom.
"God yoongi, your such a brat, and your getting so fat." Namjoon called from the other room. I grabbed a big bag and shoved as much clothes into it as possible. I grabbed other stuff. I had everything. I didn't have much, Namjoon didn't let me get stuff. I opened the door to see them on the couch making out. The other boy was obviously drunk and looked about 18. I went out of the room and left the house, but I grabbed a box that was near the door, full of snacks for after we got home and we're hungry. I slammed the door as I left. I walked down the sidewalk and put my ear buds in. I didn't know where I was going but I didn't care. I ended up near the middle of the city. It looked like it was going to rain. Everything hit me at once. I felt the tears roll down my face. And it started to rain. Just my luck. Namjoon kept texting me.
He kept saying horrible things. I powered off my phone. I was getting drenched. The streets were busy. I kept walking. I ended up at a place on the other side of the city from namjoon. I had to have walked for hours. It was dark out and still raining. I saw a place I knew. I went up to one of the apartments. I knocked on the door. Someone yelped from inside to wait a second. I waited. The door then opened and showed my best friend Hoseok. He was holding a controller and had a head set on. I started to cry again.
He looked panicked for a second before asking what's wrong and picking me up, bringing me inside. I cried in his arms as he closed the door and sat on the couch with me in his lap. He was playing Mario Kart with one other person in the lobby. It was Jin-Hyung. I sat facing him. He looked like he could care less that his clothes were getting soaked. I couldn't talk. I couldn't breathe. I just cried. He rubbed my back and talked to jin. He made it to where I could here jin as well. Jin told me to take deep breaths. I tried.
Each time I just started to hyperventilat and freak out and cry harder. Hoseok cupped my face and told me to follow his breathing. I did. I did really well... until I remembered why I was crying. He noticed my body tense up and my breathing go all wonky. He looked at me.
"Yoongi calm down, please. We need you to stop crying and freaking out so we can help you better," Hoseok said. More tears ran down my face.
"N-n-na-a-am-m-m--" I tried to talk bit failed as I broke down into sobs. Hoseok moved his hands off my face and hugged me. Taking deep breaths. He wanted me to do the same. I copied his actions. I let out a horrible cough with a sob. I had finally calmed down enough to actually get air to my lungs. He let me go. He wiped tears off my face.
"Yoongi" he said. He sounded sad. Why would he be sad? If it's cuz I was crying it's stupid. Noone would love me. I was ugly and other shit. He brushed hair out of my face. "Have you calmed down?" He asked looking in my eyes. I nodded. I suddenly remembered my phone. I pulled it out of my pocket. I turned it on. The moment it turned on it blew up with messages.
Each one from Namjoon. I saw each one as it popped on the screen. Calling me names. Saying shit about me. Hoseok's eyes widened at the sound of my phone. I didn't let him see the screen. Jin was silent as he heard all the dings from my phone. I started to cry again. I closed my eyes and turned the phone off. Not all the way tho, as the messages kept going. I set it down in the sofa. I felt Hoseok move I panicked and opened my eyes to see him grabbing my phone. He turned it on before I could grab it. He saw the msssages. His face showed anger. "So its Namjoon who made you cry like that.... " he said darkly.
I didn't answer. I closed my eyes again. I was shaking in his lap. Hoseok moved very quickly and made me startled. He told jin he would call him later and closed the lobby. He grabbed his own phone and called a number. My messages slowed down and eventually stopped. The call was answered. I heard who was on the other end. My breath caught in my throught. I let out a wimper. He called Namjoon. I felt light-headed from all the crying. I moved around to where my head was on his chest. I heard his heart beat and his breahting, I focused on that. I found sleep taking me as I felt hobi kissing the top of my head.
So should I made this into a book with a plot and stuff? (May do this one anyways )
Yes
No
Its up to you readers (/^-^)/❤💖💗💙💚💘💝💛💜💞💟💓💕 leave requests and I'll try and do them X3
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