a lonely night
pairing: yoongi / ♀reader
word count: 1.4 k
warnings: swearing / implied smut
playlist: a lonely night / the weeknd
His sheets smelled of his childhood. There was only one person with that scent that could bring back the memories from when he was young that he so desperately tried to shut out. Yoongi groaned and rolled over, confused as to why his sheets smelled that way. He gripped the sheets in his hands, still not opening his eyes. His heart stopped when he heard someone stir next to him and suddenly what had happened last night came back to him full force.
His eyes snapped open and turned to the person who was laying next to him. The sheets were up to their neck, but he caught a glimpse of the hair that was sprawled all over the white pillow it was laying on.
Yoongi didn’t have time to think. This wasn’t his apartment. He got up as quietly as he could, found his clothes, and bolted out of his best friend’s apartment.
Yoongi avoided her messages and calls for days. When she stopped by the studio he would turn off the lights and duck under his desk to make it seem like he wasn’t in there. He knew she knew though. She gave up after a week. Her messages and calls came to a halt. He knew he was a shitty person for avoiding her, but how could he face her?
That night was just a moment of weakness. It was just a lonely night. He had been dumped and was looking to feel something for the night. She just happened to be there. He didn’t know about her feelings for him until she confessed that night. Not thinking and not being sober left both of them doing things they wouldn’t had done sober. Now he was stuck avoiding his best friend of years. Surely, she’d get the hint and come back around when she realized he had no plans of furthering what had happen. He still wanted to fix things with his ex, after all.
He knew it took y/n lots of confidence to even confess to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to reject her, especially not after spending a night with her. Not when he told her that he loved her back before kissing her.
Yoongi acted like nothing was wrong when Jimin asked him why y/n hadn’t been texting him. “Did you guys get into a fight or something? I’ve been trying to reach her, but she won’t answer.” Jimin had asked him, brows crinkled in confusement. Yoongi turned to look at him, not quite sure what he should even respond to the question. He had done something, that being y/n, but he hadn’t intended it and now he was screwed.Jimin sensed his discomfort and went quiet.
“You did do something.”
Yoongi shook his head and turned back to his screen.
“I didn’t do anything I intended to do.”
Yoongi knew things wouldn’t go back to the way things used to be. Things wouldn’t go back to the way they were in just a week. But Yoongi hadn’t expected to be lacking her presence for weeks. He never realized how much her presence made up his days. She wasn’t there to listen to his new songs, to his new beats, and she wasn’t there to cheer him up when his ex would break his heart again. But he guessed he deserved it, having played with y/n’s feelings as well. But she had had always been there for him. He went from seeing and talking to her everyday to nothing. It felt weird and wrong not having his apartment filled with her laughter every morning and afternoon.
He tried calling her once, but noted that she had blocked his number and blocked him on all of her social media medias. She stopped talking to their mutuals friends as well. There was one way of reaching out to her, but he never took it. Never bothered to show up at her apartment no matter how much he missed her.
Weeks turned into months and he saw her again for the first time. It was during an after party for a shinee concert and he saw her dancing with her best friend. He was about to approach her when he noticed someone else eyeing her. Taemin was stealing glances at his childhoood friend, face flushed and a fond smile on his face. Yoongi watched as Minho leaned over and whispered something to Taemin. Taemin shook his head, eyes leaving her form for a few seconds, before coming back to the woman Yoongi had screwed over. Yoongi watched as Taemin bit his lip and shook himself, almost trying to build up his confidence, before getting up and making his way to her.
He tapped her shoulder and Yoongi could only watch as she turned around and smiled at the man in front of her. Taemin said something, probably asked her to dance, and y/n nodded shyly after a second of thinking. Her best friend laughed, winked at the two and made her way to the bar. Yoongi watched the two of them dance the whole night. Watched as Taemin asked her for her number and as she gave it to him.
Yoongi felt a tug in his chest but ignored it. It was just because he missed her, he thought.
Yoongi almost choked on his drink when Taemin brought her over to the rest of the shinee members and they made their way to them to introduce her to them probably. He only had a second to catch his breath when y/n’s eyes landed on him. Her gaze then turned to Taemin, and Yoongi noted how Taemin’s hand was inching closer to hers. He looked very nervous as he pulled her to sit next to him. “This is y/n.” Taemin introduced her. Namjoon glanced at Yoongi then at y/n, wondering if he should pretend he didn’t know her or speak up. But y/n made the decision for all of them. She looked Yoongi in the eye and the words that left her mouth felt harsher than the words that his ex told him when she left him.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
It only took Taemin a month to ask y/n out on a date. Took him two dates to ask her to be his girlfriend. Yoongi saw it all on the news. Saw how Taemin’s face lit up when an interviewer mentioned her. More months passed and he found himself feeling completely empty with y/n’s presence.
“Just message her.” Jimin had said to him one night, completely tired of seeing his friend miserable. Yoongi thought about it. Y/n had unblocked him by now, seeing how she unblocked him from all her social medias. Though when he start digging through her photos he wish he hadn’t. She had filled her account with pictures of her and Taemin. The pictures of the couple stared back at him, mocking him.
He got one drunk one night and decided to text her.
I miss you.
He felt his heart beating, waiting for her response. The message had gone through, she had unblocked him.
Who is this?
Y/n was getting married to Taemin. He got the invitation. Taemin had send him a message, telling him he hoped he would see him there. Yoongi guessed it hadn’t been her idea. He hadn’t planned on attending, but Hoseok dragged all of them to the wedding.
He acted like his heart didn’t drop when he saw her walked down the aisle, biggest smile on her face. Taemin started tearing up, but he had a smile that matched hers.
A faint memory came to him as he watched her. The two of them would play bride and groom when they were young. He remembered that when they would play she would tell him that maybe one day it would become a reality. The ache in his chest got stronger, more prominent, and he felt the tears start slipping through his eyes. As she passed by him, he caught her eyes. Her face twisted into confusement for a split second, before giving him a small smile and turning back to face her future. Maybe it could have been the two of them smiling at each other as they intertwine hands and said their “"I do’s”.
If it hadn’t been for that lonely night things would have been different. Yoongi could only watch now.