Three days passed with total radio silence from you. The boys had respected your wishes for the first twenty-four hours before you were getting spammed over every messaging app with apologies. You put them all on block before eventually just turning your phone off entirely. Having down time with the device would inevitably just lead to you looking at old conversations or pictures, and that wasn’t what you needed right now.
You didn’t hear anything from Yoongi, though, until the end of the third day.
You were just crawling into bed after a nice long bath with some of the LUSH products that Yoongi had gotten you for Valentine’s day a few months ago. It was hard, sitting in your apartment and looking around at all the little ways he had worked his way into your life over the last two years—his belongings and clothes lying around, gifts he’d given you for Chuseok and Christmas and birthdays and anniversaries—the list went on.
You’d turned on your phone to play some relaxing music while you lounged in bed when you heard the unmistakable chirp of your kakao.
My Min <3:
I know you’re probably still mad at me. But the least I can do is give you an explanation. Can we meet?
It seemed silly, but you’d forgotten to block Yoongi because he hadn’t messaged you at all. You weren’t sure if he would. A part of you was a little scared he’d just ghost out of your life, never to be heard from again. After staring at your phone for a few minutes, you finally responded.
I was just peacefully watching a Markiplier video and he mentioned wearing his ‘lucky flannel’ and man, you don’t even know how that made me feel. All of the memories from reading suga-of-daegu’s IWTH just came rushing back at me and I nearly burst into tears man. I love that story so much that it’s haunting me like this oh my gawd😢
synopsis: In which Yoongi goes back home during a few days break and catches up with you and your old friends.
genre: you can’t even fluff ¦ sugarcoated chocolate fluff ¦ fluffy fluff ¦ angsty fluff ¦ fluffy angst
length: 2 seconds ¦ not long enough ¦ decent ¦ bible
Attention: If you’re allergic to incorrect use of past tense, read at your own risk.
“Neoui nun ko ip nal manjideon…..son topkkaji da~aAA.”
He sang the last word intentionally out of tune.
“That’s not right, Yoongi-ah!”
What was intended to be a complaint, was quickly drowned out by fits of laughter as you watched Yoongi belt out an overly emotional rendition of Taeyang’s ‘Eyes, Nose, Lips’, complete with closed eyes and exaggerated fist movements, in the middle of the street.
“…apeujiman ijen neol chueogira bureulge~eEeH!”
Not giving up, you chased after him, trying to cover his mouth with your hand. He effortlessly dodged your attacks and continued singing even louder than before.