☆Roommates☆ [Yoosung!xreader]

☆chapter eleven☆

A/n

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Yoosung looked up to meet a blue haired man who wore black glasses. His deep voice sounded a bit cracked as his nose was red as if he were crying.

"V.....?" Yoosung stood before glancing back at me. He slowly followed him, leaving me alone with our food. Awkwardly, I watched both of them sit at the bar. V seemed to be emotional and crying.

Suddenly, Yoosung stood and shook his head slowly.

"No.... no..." Yoosung began to shake violently. Seconds later, he dashed out the door, leaving me to pay.

Standing, I walked over to him and stopped, seeing the crying man.

"What happened...? Why did Yoosung leave? Is he coming ba-"

"No he's not coming back.... I'm sorry... something just.. just happened. Someone very close to him passed away..." V's voice was shaky as he took a sip of the drink he ordered.

"Who....? If you don't mind me asking, of course..." I tried sounding as soft and pure. But obviously, that didn't change anything.

"His cousin... my fiance... Rika...."

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"Yoosung...? You've been in your room for two days straight... please talk to me...? You haven't even been in any of the chats.."

I knocked once more, still not getting a response. His door was locked, so turning the knob wouldn't s anything. I heard his soft sobs from the other side, making my heart break a little.

"Please come out..." I set my forehead on the door, hoping he'd at least answer. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I looked up and walked over to it slowly.

Opening it, I saw the brown haired woman from the first day of school, Jaehee.

"Hi.... is Yoosung here?" She asked before shaking her head. "Sorry, wrong question. Of course he's here.... can I come in and try to talk to him?"

I nodded, somewhat hesitant about it. I lead her in and shut the door behind her. She quickly walked to his door and knocked lightly.

"Yoosung.... you need to eat. And everyone's worried about you. Especially Seven... please come out.."

Her voice was soft and pure, almost as if she were talking to an injured animal.

"He hasn't came out sense he heard about Rika... He won't eat or even play LOLOL..." I stated, making her face droop. My heart ached, knowing that I haven't been able to talk or touch Yoosung, not once.

"Yoosung... please.." I whispered before knocking lightly, feeling something wet run down my cheek. Tears.

"Yoosung..." I whimpered while sobbing lightly, setting my forehead to the door. My (h/c) hair slid on the slides of my face as my hands covered the front of it.

Suddenly, I heard it. Yoosung was walking over to his door. I stepped back, still letting warm tears roll down my (s/c) cheeks. Then the door opened. Jaehee straightened her posture, trying not to look upset.

Yoosung had noticable bags under his eyes. His eyeslids, wet from crying while his clothes where wrinkled, as if he'd been sleeping in them for days. This only made my heart drop more. 

Looking away, I cried softly, hating the fact I couldn't do anything to help him. Then it happened. I felt arms wrap around me gently as warm lips kissed my tears away. The fimiliar scent of Budda Chips hit me as I wrapped my arms around him instantly.

"(Y/n)... please don't cry..." Yoosung cooned into my ear. Jaehee stood there awkwardly before letting a small smile crease onto her face.

"Yoosung, I need to talk to you... alone." Jaehee said, making it obvious she wanted me to leave. Her face was professional like like her posture.

I slowly begin letting go but Yoosung's hug got tighter, as if he didn't want it to end just yet.

I tighten my grip again, not caring if Jaehee is in a rush or not. Finally his grip loosens before pulling away fully. I looked down, and smiled to myself before feeling tender lips on my forehead. My heartbeat increased as I blushed and smiled wider.

"Alright, Yoosung," Jaehee cut in, obviously stressed. "I would like to talk to you alone, remember?"

Her words seemed somewhat sweet yet forceful. Yoosung signed before leading her into his room and shutting the door. I let out a breath before walking back to my room, not caring if I ate or not.

After several minutes, I heard the door open. I sat up from my light nap before glancing over to Yoosung, who looked miserable. This was my chance.

I stood up and walked over to him with a worried look. I tangled his fingers with his before giving him a light smile. Jaehee smiled at this before relaxing her shoulders.

"It's great that you're here, (Y/n). You're something to him. Please don't make the RFA regret letting you stay with him and knowing all the secrets to our parties." She said with a caring smile before turning and walking towards the door.

"I must get going now, Mr. Han won't be happy if I stick around for to long. Goodnight." As she finished her words, she left, leaving me and Yoosung alone once again. He looked over at me before going back into his room.

I followed, hoping he wouldn't shut me out for the next two days like before. His expression was emotionless as his body seemed numb.

"Yoosung... I promise it's okay... I'm here. I'll help you through this... okay?" I say, hoping he'd talk to me. He turned to me before sitting on his unmade bed.

"I know, (y/n)... you wouldn't understand thi-"

"Don't say that. You don't know that..." I snap, not realizing my tone till it was to late. He winced at my words before looking away, looking hurt. I frown before crawling over and kissing his cheek and wrapping my arms around him.

"I promise it'll be okay...."

He shook his head. The dread on his face killed me inside. I know I couldn't do much to help him. He had lost someone close to him. It's not something that happens everyday. 

"I promise....."~☆