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Tw: Angst

You two have been together for a while now, but recently something had changed. Yoongi would stay in the studio, working longer. He'd often stay over night, you see him less and less. You love him, you trusted him, but something felt weird. 'Maybe he's seeing someone else..' you thought and decided to talk to him.

You have been snuggled up in your blanked on the couch, watching TV, just laying there and waiting.

When you heard the door crack open, it was almost 3AM. Your boyfriend was home.

You decided to stay where you were, since he'd expect you to be asleep anyway.

You hear him entering the living room, quickly rushing past you. Didn't he even look at you? You feel your heart shatter in thousand pieces. A while ago he'd pick you up when you fell asleep on the couch, when he came late he'd just come to you and kiss you, knowing you'd wake up from that and smile at him.

Yoongi steps into the the kitchen. You prepared dinner and snacks before, like every evening, but he wouldn't touch them recently. Not today either. Instead, he again just rushes past you and into the bathroom and locking the door.

Something is up, and you decide to sneak after him.

When you reach the door you head suppressed, silent sobs. Short and painful. You never heard or see him cry before. For a moment you stand there in shock, then you gently knock the door.

"Yoongi? Bae? What's wrong?"

He turns up the water in the sink. "Why are you awake y/n? Go back to sleep."  He's doing his best to sound normal but it wouldn't help, you heard it before anyway.

"I'm not going without you jagi." You tell him reassuring and cross your arms.

"Don't be stupid, I'll be coming after." he says, his tone being rough.

You gasps out of surprise, he usually didn't talk to you like that. He had a short tempter from time to time, but his voice seemed so unusually cold.

"I barely see you recently, I miss you even though we're living at the same place.."

Your voice is shaking. You take a breath, fighting back your tears of frustration and sadness. This can't be true.

Yoongi sights and bites his lips. The water is still running over his harms. The bleeding won't stop just like that. He fucked up big time.

"fuck." he curses and takes a towel which he presses on the cut.

"Y/n listen, I'll be coming after. Just go away for now."

You wipe away your tears. Something is very, very wrong. "Min Yoongi what are you doing in there?! You're acting so weird, I don't even know you anymore."

You lean against the door, hitting it. You're so angry and frustrated.

"I don't have to justify anything, just piss fucking off already!" he shouts at the door, his body shaking, he's sobbing now. He doesn't care anymore that you catch him crying.

"You don't have to see me like this! I'll be okay, just leave!!"

You flinch from the tone, but you won't leave. You take a shaky breath, wipe away your tears.

"You open that fucking door now! You're hurting me with your behaviour!! I-I just want us to.. To be okay! To be happy, I want YOU to be happy! I can-I-I WANT to help YOU, Yoongi PLEASE!"

You're shouting too, your throat hurts from the sobs as you wrap your arms around yourself.

You lean against the wall, waiting.

It takes another 10 seconds before the door opens, and your mouth drops open in shock.

Yoongi stands there, looking down. He can't face, you, the towel fell down to the ground as his shaky hands had to unlock the door. His arm was red, dried stians of blood on his skin. It was still bleeding, just less than before, dropping down his hand and dying the ground red.

"Yoongi.. What... Oh my.."

You stop crying immediately, adrenaline pumping trough your veins stopping the shaking. He can't face you, and you just dash over.

"You don't have to do that..."

You gently push him backwards, making him sit on the toilet as you take a fresh, small towel, wetting it with the still running water and kneeling down in front of your boyfriend.

"Y/n... I'm.. I'm so-sorry.. I didn't want you to see me like.. Like this, I'm a Desaster.. You deserve so much better.."

"Shht. Don't speak." you say as you clean his arm. You take bandages out of the medikit which was in the bathroom and carefully wrap it around the wound.

When you're done, you stand up, carefully touching his wet cheek.

"Darling.. You've been working too much lately.. I know you want this project to be done as fast as possible, but you're already ahead anyway.. You need to take breaks.. You're wonderful just the way you a-"

"Don't tell me that stuff.." he complains, cutting you off midsentence. "I fucked up that song and I need, I just NEED to get this done beca-"

It was your turn to cut him off. "I bet no one said you fucked up, jagi, and you can't be doing this when you're sacrificing yourself! You haven't eaten in days, right?"

His eyes widened. "how do you..?"

"Don't give me that. Do you REALLY think I wouldn't pay any attention?! You're pale and tired, you barely come home. You sleep in the studio, and when you're coming home it's late. You don't greet me anymore, I haven't seen your smile in weeks. And now.. I have to catch you cutting your beautiful skin.." you sigh,, our hand caressing his cheek ever so softly.

"I already thought you might be seeing someone else.. Someone who can make you feel.. Happier.."

He closes his eyes, leaning into the touch." I'm so sorry, babe.. I couldn't ever. I love you, only you. I just.. I never wanted you to see me like this.. Bad phases pass sooner or later, I thought.. I-"

"Youre so stupid. I'm your boyfriend/girlfriend. You don't have to do anything alone. Maybe I don't understand much of your work, but I know you're a good person, you're amazing and you're pressuring yourself way, way too much. I'm with you, no matter what, and so are the boys.. I know talking is hard, but we will always be listening. I will always be listening.."

You lean down and give a soft kiss on his swollen lips, then taking both of his hands in yours.

Seeing your love like this breaks your heart, but you want to stay strong for him. He still feels cold.

" Thank you.. Y/n.. I love you too.. " he sighs and finally looks up to you. He gets up and pulls you close, and you lean onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"We will check on your arm later again, and you will take a day off."

Yoongi shakes his head and sighs. "We're having practice tomorrow, I can't be missing."

You pull away and raise your eyebrow. "Min Yoongi, you won't go dancing in your current state. And if you or anyone else is complaining, I will call Jin hyung."

You make a pouty face which makes him smile. Weak, but it's a smile.

"Okay, okay." He says, kissing your cheek before yawning. "I'm tired.. Can we go to sleep?"

He asks, and you nod, taking his hand again and leading him to your bed.

He lays down on his back, pulling you ontop of him and covering the both of you with a blanket. Your head rests on his collarbone, his right arms is wrapped around your back, his left hand has its place on your head, carefully playing with your hear.

You snuggle into him, and a few minutes later his breath goes steady an calm. His hand slides down from your head and a silent snore fills the room.