Requester: @VatcheeAfandi99 Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader Genre: Angst w/ Fluff Ending Word Count: 2010 Hope you like it! I'm sorry if it seems a little off...my writing is a little rusty
You had been together with Yoongi for four years now. Through the years you had gotten to know the passionate rapper very well, and you have witnessed both the good and bad sides of his personality. You would be lying if you said you had the perfect relationship. These past few months, he had become distant. He spent more and more hours in the studio, and rarely came home. When he was home, they two of you would argue over trivial things and he would storm out and head back to the studio. You worried for his health and would ask him to rest more, but that would only increase his agitation. You were incredibly in love with him, so it hurt when he chose to be apart from you. It made you start to think that he may not even love you anymore. You decided to pay him a visit in the studio, and maybe figure out what was wrong from the other members. Throwing on your favorite sweater and a pair of jeans, you slip your sneakers on and grab your purse. Since it was about lunch time, you figured you may as well pick up some lamb skewers for Yoongi and the boys. After locking the door and heading outside, you walk down to a lamb skewer place about a block away from your apartment. You fish out your phone from the bag and shoot Yoongi a text. From: Y/N To: Yoongi Hey Yoongi! I’m coming over and bringing you your favorite food! In a few seconds, you see the little checkmark indicating that he read the message. You wait for him to reply, but furrow your eyebrows when he doesn’t say anything. Your attention turns to the cashier who is holding your order out to you. You thank them and head to the street to test your luck on a taxi. You eye the darkening sky and contemplate heading back home to grab an umbrella. You decide against it, figuring that you would wait it out at the dorm. After what felt like forever, you finally flagged a cab down. You get in, and tell the driver the address of the dorm. You pull out your phone once again to check to see if he had replied yet. Nothing. You sigh and look out the window. ~time skip~ You reached the dorm that the BTS members were staying at. You got out and thanked the driver before handing him the money for the fare. You approach the door to the dorm and press the buzzer that would let you in. You hear footsteps rushing down the stairs and are surprised when the door is yanked open and you’re met with a very excited Taehyung. “(Y/N) noona! It’s good to see you! Is that for us?” he asks curiously referring to the plastic bag in your hands. You giggle at his childishness and nod while handing him the bag. He accepts it happily and runs back up the stairs. “Jimin, Kookie, Hyungs! (Y/N) noona brought us food!” he says excitedly while running up the stairs. You follow him up and greet the other members who were now gathered in the living room anxiously waiting for the moment where they could start eating. “Where’s Yoongi?” you ask them. “In the studio...he’s been there for quite a while” Hoseok motions towards the door that separated their rooms from the makeshift studio they had created in their study area. You nod and head towards it when someone grabs your wrist. It was Seokjin. He picked up your chin and examined your face, a worried look crossing his own. “He’s making you worry too much...you look like you haven’t slept in days!” he exclaims. You hear someone come up next to you and turn to see Jimin standing there.“Look, (Y/N)...he’s under a tremendous amount of stress right now. I don’t know what it’s going to be like when you step in there, but just know that he loves you” You nod and head over to the door and knock softly. “Come in...” he calls out. “Hey Namjoon, can you do me a favor and hand me the sheet music over there?” he calls out to who he believed to be Namjoon. “Yoongi, it’s me...” you call out to him, but bring him the sheet music anyway. He sighs before turning around to face you. “What brings you here, (Y/N)?” he asks in a monotone voice. It seemed like he didn’t even care that you were here to see him. It hurt to hear him address you like that, but you answered him anyway. “I brought you your favorite food...” you start but realize that he’s already turned away. You feel the tears pooling in your eyes, but will them away. “I’m not hungry... give it to the kids” he answers coldly. You put it on the table anyway, and walk up to him. “Yoongi...” “(Y/N) could you please leave me alone for a little bit? I need to concentrate.” His harsh words were the final blow. You march straight up to him and force his chair to face you. He seemed surprised by your actions, but recomposed his face into the stoic look you had become so used to seeing. “I don’t know what your deal is, but I didn’t sign up for this. Sure, you’re an idol and you’re busy but WE LIVE TOGETHER FOR GOD’S SAKE. I see you what? Once a week and all you do is go straight to bed? What kind of a relationship is this? Was it all a lie when you said you loved me?” When he doesn’t answer you decide to ask him what you’ve been wondering all along. “So what’s it going to be Yoongi? Me or your precious compositions?” you look him straight in the eye. He falters for a bit, but then turns around once more. You had gotten your answer. You swipe away the tears from your eyes as you push through the door and barrel past Hoseok. He tries to stop you but you shake off his grip and step outside. You instantly regretted your decision to not bring an umbrella as you looked out at the pouring rain coming down from the sky. Taking a deep breath, you jog forward through the rain, feeling the cool liquid seep through your clothes. Hoseok wanted to go after you, but he knew it wasn’t him that should go. He barreled into the studio and grabbed Suga by the shirt and lifted the smaller man out of his chair. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” Yoongi yells at the younger male. “Hyung, you better go out there and fix whatever you did. (Y/N) is out there in the middle of a storm because of you, and who knows what’s going to happen to her” he growls. This seems to snap Yoongi back to his senses as Hoseok lets him go. He grabs his raincoat before rushing outside to find you. “(Y/N)?” He calls out for you as soon as he steps outside. He wanders around for a bit before he spots a familiar silhouette crossing the street. He picks up his pace when he realizes you are unprotected from the harsh wind and rain. You waited for the sign at the end of the street to turn into the little person to signal that you could walk. You were freezing and wanted to get home as soon as possible, so you looked to see if there were any cars coming so that you could cross prematurely. When you didn’t see anything, you stepped out onto the road to cross. All of a sudden you see headlights speeding towards you and you freeze on the spot. You close your eyes to brace for the impact. However, when you hit the ground you are enveloped in someone’s arms, the warmth seeping into your skin. You open your eyes and find yourself looking into the familiar coffee colored eyes of the man you gave your heart to. “Yoongi?” he gives you a gentle smile and helps you up before slipping off his rain jacket and draping it over your shoulders. His hair was matted down to his face from the rain, and the look he gave you was a look that reminded you of the man you fell in love with. “I’m so sorry (Y/N)... I pick you. I don’t know what got into me these past few weeks, but Hobi snapped some sense into me. I’ve been a jerk, and I thought that by not answering you I could run away from what I’ve done...” You looked into his eyes and saw absolute sincerity. You knew that what he did wasn’t right, but you had fallen for him so hard that you were willing to give him another chance. “I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore...I’ve been a crappy boyfriend” he looks down, fighting back his own set of tears. You pick his chin up and give him a smile. “I forgive you, Yoongi” He embraces you tightly and kisses the top of your head. “I love you so much (Y/N). Thank you for staying with me even though I haven’t been the easiest to deal with...” he trails off. “I love you too, Yoongi. I know you’re busy, but just come talk to me, okay?” you give him a smile, and he gives you that infamous gummy smile of his. “I promise” he whispers before leaning down to give you a sweet kiss. It had been a while since he kissed you, so it felt all the more magical. “YOONGI YOU IDIOT! YOU’RE BOTH GOING TO GET SICK! COME INSIDE RIGHT AWAY!” you see Seokjin leaning out the window, calling out to the two of you. You chuckle at his motherly reaction, while Yoongi was just embarrassed that his hyung had ruined your moment. He took your hand in his and led you back inside, taking you straight to his old room. He picked out a change of clothes for you from his closet, and offered you the bathroom down the hall. You changed into the clothes he gave you. A comfy sweatshirt and an old pair of sweatpants that were way to big for you. You grab a towel and make your way back to the room to find him at his desk rummaging through old folders. “Dry my hair for me?” you ask him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you since you looked so good in his clothes. He took the towel in his hands and started to dry your hair. “You know, you should do this more often...” he says quietly. “Let you dry my hair?” you ask questioningly. “Wear my clothes” he answers with a wink. There was that gummy smile that you adored again. You give him a playful smack on the shoulder and he pretends to be hurt as he falls backward onto the bed. He pulls you down with him, and the two of you just lie in each other's arms, enjoying the company. Before you know it, you drift off into the best sleep you’ve had in weeks, enveloped in the warmth you had come to adore. *BONUS* “What do you think they’re doing in there?” Taehyung whispers to Jimin. The two of them had their ears pressed to the door to make sure everything was okay, but the room was silent. “Do you think they went to sleep?” Taehyung asks. “Eh, I wouldn’t put it past them...they are an elderly couple after all” Jimin chuckles before walking away. Jungkook walks by then, catching Taehyung standing by the door. “What are you even doing?” Jungkook questions him. “It seems like they’re sleeping, Kookie” Taehyung whispers back. “Do you think he still wants those lamb skewers?” Jungkook asks. Both Taehyung's and Jungkook’s heads perk up before bolting towards where they were stored.