It was 4AM, yoongi came crashing into the dorm fully intoxicated and pushing Namjoon continuously asking him why he introduced Y/N to him.
“What is the matter with you.” Namjoon pushed him back on the nearby couch. The other boys exit their rooms to witness Yoongi screaming nonsense before his voice got choked up by his tears.
“SHE SHOULD HAVE LEFT BY NOW!” He continues, “SHES SO STUPID!”
“YAH, Careful what you call Y/N -” Namjoon stops mid-sentence seeing how lost in thought Yoongi was. Minutes of silence later his tears began to dry as he stared at the ceiling.
“I cheated on her.”
As soon as the words left his mouth Namjoon began walking forwards to grab Yoongi, when Jin stepped in.
“He’s drunk, Namjoon - he barely knows his left from his right, right now.”
“I’m telling you I cheated on her, I wouldn’t lie about that even if i was threatened.”
The room filled with a silence as the truth of his words stabilized in the air. Yoongi’s phone ringing disturbs the tension of the room and before he could answer it Namjoon already took it out of his hands, hesitating on answer your phone call.
“Tell her I died, it’ll be easier then hearing I screwed someone else” yoongi stands up and starts fixing his composure
“Uh y/n?” He hears her tired voice in the other line and can’t hold himself back from grasping uselessly at the phone.
The punishment he inflicted on himself were three months of isolation.
As Yoongi unlocks the door to his studio, he stops on his tracks.
Three months since you would go to bed and wake up expecting to see him there.
Three months of waiting sleeplessly for him to walk through that door.
Three months - it would have lasted years, but…
Jimin goes behind Tae to stop him before he reached Yoongi’s office. “Tae-”
“Don’t you think it’s time to tell her?” Tae questions Yoongi whose back is facing the door, computer filled with projects. Yoongi clicks his tongue loud enough for him to hear, not bothering to turn around.
“Mind your own business”
Taehyung leans against the door frame scoffing at the mess in front of him “She’s my friend, don’t you think -“ Jimin grabs his arms to intercept, when Yoongi speaks up.
“So what? She’s my girlfriend.”
“Well it doesn’t seem like it these days.” Yoongi pushes himself from his computer not getting up, but now facing the two boys.
“What did you say?”
“It’s insane how you’re wasting her time with your guilt, when - when you could just end it“
“Tae!” Jimi begins to pull him out of the door frame “He needs time to thin-”
“No - we’ve all been covering after him. He needs to deal with this, not because it’ll give him closure, but because y/n is home wondering what she did wrong. So no he doesn’t get time to think things over. Either fix the issue or end it.“
Yoongi leans back in his chair to pass a hand through his hair, closing his eyes as a throbbing headache begins to settle in.
"Tae’s not wrong.” Jimin’s voice emerges in the silence, “You need to settle this somehow.”
Yoongi glanced at the clock. 1AM. Without another word he saves the project he’s working on, grabs his coat and drives to see you.
Yoongi own head starts to hurt and throat becomes closed as he stares at a blanket and pillow neatly folded onto his couch. Those were the last things of you he couldn’t bring himself to throw or ruin. The blanket and pillow you have brought to the studio specifically so he could get some sleep if it got too late.
A sad half smile came across his lips as he recalls you using it more then he has. He recalls late nights of working and you laying down just watching him work until you fell asleep.
He puts his head up thinking it’ll stop the tears from rolling down the sides of his face.
“Did you tell her?” Hoseok asks, reading over the lines of the new song
“Tell who what?”
He looks up and scoffs “Stop playing around. Did you tell Y/N you cheated on her?”
“So what was the whole fight over yesterday about?”
“We broke up” Hoseok;s eyes widen and his lips turn down even more
“Don’t you think you should have told her?”
“Why? We’re not together - there’s no way i’ll see her again, so no guilt - no harm done”
“What if she finds out”
“She won’t ” Yoongi takes the papers from him to read them over
“We all liked spending time with Y/N and what about that girl, Soonhee wasn’t so shy about what you guys did -”
“Are you trying to pick a fight?” He looks up from the papers, “They don’t know each other. She won’t find out. Things are better this way” Yoongi sighs, “she gets to live her life again and I get to live mine simple as that”
Yoongi walks past the folded blanket and pillow; once again ignoring the fact that he has to throw it out soon.
Once he felt it was a good place to stop working he took off his headphone and checked the time on his phone. 9PM and 5 missed calls from Jimin.
“Whats wrong?” He sits back down on his chair to fiddle around with his pen.
“Zico is throwing a party at his house next week”
“Um have a blast then? Why are you telling me? you know i never go to those things”
“Yeah, but Soonhee’s going to be there and she said you’ll be her date” Yoongi scoffed and continued twirling his pen.
”Well then she’s in for a rude awakening.”
“Yeah, but Y/N’s going to be there to and I don’t think Soonhee -”
Yoongi gets up from his chair at lightening speed dropping the pen and making his way to the door, “I’m heading over to her apartment now.”
In the car, he dials Soohee, carefully putting the phone on the car’s speakers. Hearing the line pick up after the 2nd ring, he strapped on his seat belt and starts the car.
“Yoongi? Drunk dailing again?”
“No actually, I’m heading over”
“Don’t bother, I’m not home”
“Well, where are you? I need to talk“
“Thats odd last time you told me to ‘the last thing i want to do is breathe the same air as you’. Funny.”
“You know i always joke around like that” Yoongi’s hands tighten on the steering wheel “You know Zico’s party is next week”
“Oh right, I think it’ll be a perfect way to announce we’re together to everyone”
“But we’re no-”
“Don’t tell me your still hung on Y/N?” Silence. Yoongi pulls over, unplugging the phone from the car to put it against his ears. “What? you thought i didn’t know who drove you in and out and in and out of my bed?”
Yoongi maintained his silence.
“Seems like we did need to talk, I’ll call you tomorrow then, to see if you’ll reconsider not going. ”
End of call.
His hand slams against the dashboard until he can’t feel the pain anymore. he settles his head against the steering wheel “Y/N,” he sighs into the steering wheel - feeling his wounds open again
Summary: You are hired as a makeup artist for BigHit working with BTS. You are older than all of them, yet, despite your best efforts, you find yourself slowing falling in love with the youngest member.
this is the next update regarding the studyblr 2017 network: I paired everyone (i. e. 400 people, I spent so much time on this hahaha kill me) up with their study buddy! So, while I set up the network page and add every member into the network list, you can start talking with your study buddy! Click on “keep reading” to access the study buddy list :) To everybody who missed the deadline: soon we’ll have another application process, so don’t worry, and tell me if I should notify you when it’s time!