(((Yoongi's pov)))

"You're just going to let her leave? Did something happen between you two?" Seokjin asks and everyone's eyes land on me.

I just shrug.

"I'll go find her and bring her home." Namjoon says, standing up.

My eyes flick over in his direction as I search his face.

He was worried and I knew why.

He likes (y/n) and he had since he was 15.

"I'll come with." Jungkook says and stands but Taehyung grabs his hand and pulls him back down.

"Namjoon can do it." he says, flashing a reassuring smile and he nods after a moment.

With that Namjoon runs out of the front door.

"He'll find her." Hoseok says with a warm smile and the others seem to calm down.

I stand up and head into my bedroom.

When I get inside I lay back on the bed and cover my eyes with my arm.

I knew exactly why she left but it was a bit concerning because knowing (y/n), she wouldn't come back.

It would take a lot to get her back here and I'm not so sure if Namjoon could do it.

I let out a breath and let my eyes fall shut.

Hopefully she comes back...

((((Your pov))))

Rain again..

I sighed as I walked through the rain and sat down at a swing in the park.

The sky was dark and the foggy air was thick.

My eyes barley wanted to adjust because of the tears blinding my vision.

I felt hurt, I felt lonely.

"You're going to get sick out here." I hear and look up to see Namjoon sit down on the swing beside me.

He was soaked from the rain too.

"Why are you here then? Isn't getting sick bad for you since you're famous or whatever?" I mumble while looking down at my wet red converse.

"I came to bring you back." he says and I laugh.

"I'm not going back." I say and he starts swinging.

"What are you doing?" I ask, narrowing my eyebrows at him.

"If you won't go back then I won't either." he say and I get off the swing and look him.

"Are you serious? You're going to get sick and then it'll be all my fault." I say but he just shrugs.

Is he mocking me?

"Fine okay, I'll go. Just get up." I say while tugging at his sweater sleeve.

He smiles brightly and stands up and to my surprise he pulls me onto his chest.

I expected it to be cold but surprisingly I was greeted by warmth.

"What are you doing?" I ask as I look up at him.

He was just staring at me with a look I didn't understand.

Next thing I knew I felt a pair of warm lips against my own.

My eyes widened at his action but for some reason I couldn't bring myself to move back.

When he pulls back I move my head down to the ground.

Why did he do that..?

"Let's get you home." he says, wrapping his jacket around me and pulling me along with him.

When we get back I notice the guys in the living room but I didn't see Yoongi.

"Hurry up and change before you two get sick." Jin says once we walk in the door.

I part ways and go change.

When I was done I came into the living room only to see Yoongi leaning against the front doors door frame, staring out into the rain.

I looked over at see Namjoon staring at me and I felt awkwardness boil up inside of me.

It felt weird being around him after he kissed me. I never expected him to do that, why did he?

"Do you feel okay?" Jungkook asks, knocking me from my thoughts.

When Jungkook says that Yoongi turns around and looks at me.

I ignore the glance and sit down inbetween Jin and Jimin.

I shrug at Jungkook's question.

"Did something happen? You seem a bit shaken up." Taehyung says and I look over at Namjoon, remembering the kiss.

He looks flustered.

"Wait a minute...did something happen between you two?" Hoseok asks and Yoongi's eyes snap in my direction.

"No, well-"

"I kissed her-" he blurts out and I feel my face heat in embarrassment.

"You kissed her?!" They all ask in unison, even Yoongi.

"I did." he confirms and I feel all eyes on me.

I felt awkward.

"So are you two like...dating?" Jimin asks and I look up and my eyes meet his.

"No, it's not like that" I say and Namjoon looks hurt.

I felt bad but as I said before, I didn't see him like that.

The guys all try to comfort him and I stand up and my eyes meet Yoongi's but his expression doesn't change.

I turn and make my way back to my room.

Why were things like this now...?

When did our friendship start to break away...

Why...?