Min Yoongi // Took the Fall

➼ 21

『ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴠ』

You shut your eyes. You should have known the words were going to come out sooner, yet you were too scared to face him. You were so overwhelmed, you're not even sure of what happened.

All you know as you looked up, was that Yoongi had his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape. That look on his face was enough to give you the courage to stand on your feet and walk away from his living room. Yoongi caught on to what you were trying to do, so he chased after your figure.

"(f/n), where are you going?"

"I'm leaving to make things right." You tell him, hand hovering on the door.

"Will walking away without hearing what I have to say make things right?"

You knew he was right, but you don't know if you'll be able to handle the possibilities of what could happen. For all you know, you could be crying as you left his porch, heart heavy.

"Don't even spare me from pain, Yoongi. Make it clear to me and let me leave." You sigh.

"Even until now, you still want to play Ms.Know-It-All?" He asks, voice becoming quiet.

"What?" You ask, turning to face him.

"What did you think was I gonna tell you?" He asks, staring into your eyes.

"The obvious answer, Yoongi." 

"Then the obvious answer is I like you. Did you bother thinking of that?"

"Stop playing games with me."

"Lie to yourself, (f/n). I never like playing around."

You stood there, watching his facial expression turn to one of infliction. His sentence began to dawn on you, a very warm feeling creeping up to your cheeks. You didn't know what to make of it, but you knew full well that you might have lost the ability to speak.

"Say something, dimwit." Yoongi mutters, eyeing the floor.

"I-I think I'm s-suffocating."

"G-Get some fresh air then!" Yoongi reacts, quickly opening the door for you.

He was quick to push you outside, but gentle enough for you to not get hurt. As you finally stepped out on his porch, you caught your breath and let out a sigh. Yoongi only stood by the side, eyeing you carefully.

"D-Did I take your breath away?"

You choked on your spit, eyes immediately landing on you after his confident outburst.

"W-What?" You ask in shock.

Yoongi looked up with wide eyes, realizing what he had just said. He caught your bewildered expression and he instantly slaps his hand on his mouth, letting out muffled swears.

"Jin-hyung told me to do that." He whispered quietly, but audibly.

At that moment, despite your heart racing wildly in your chest, you couldn't help but giggle. Yoongi was somewhat relieved when he saw you chuckle and that caused him to return a small smile. At last, both of you felt comfortable around each other.

"I guess we'll have to thank Jin-hyung then." Yoongi says, in which you nod.

A short silence settled between of you, but it was a calm one. You decided to lean against the rails of his porch, allowing the gentle breeze to soothe you. Yoongi observed you, as your eyes scanned the neighborhood from left to right.

All you could say was that although the neighborhood seemed unfamiliar, it was pretty decent and clean. However, there was a strange feeling that It was almost as if you've seen it all before. You couldn't help but wonder.

Then finally, it hit you.

"H-Hold on, t-this isn't r-right..." You trail off, holding your head.

"W-What is? What's going on, (f/n)?" Yoongi asks.

Before you knew it, you were on the verge of tears and your heart started to race again. Yoongi was surprised when you sprinted off from where you stood, running away from his house. Even Jin, who sat in the car, was shocked to see you. Jin immediately ignited the engine, letting Yoongi in and following after you.

Meanwhile, your head was clouded.

You knew what you saw.

And there was no doubt.

That was the very same house Sumin had walked into on that fateful day.

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"On that day, mankind received a grim reminder..."

"Pause!"

"What now?!"

After the karaoke outing, the group didn't want the fun to end just yet, so they decided to head over at Yoondo's house. It was around 6 in the evening when they had reached his place and all went into his massive room which filled with Attack on Titan merchandise.

"What are those?" Sumin asks, inspecting a short, grumpy-looking, black haired male figurine.

"Ah, don't touch those!" Yoondo exclaimed worried, rushing over to inspect his merch.

"You watch Attack on Titan too?" Jungkook asks, smiling at the sight.

"I'll kill all of them!" Yoondo exclaims, earning chuckles from the boys.

"What's Attack on Titan?" Chaeyeon and Sumin ask at the same time.

This caused the group of boys in the room to gasp at the two females, heads turning to look at them in horror. Yoondo began taking slow steps towards the two with his face scrunched. Sumin and Chaeyeon could only back away from him, finding it a bit too creepy. But then. Yoondo had caught up to them, placing a hand around their shoulders.

"How could you not know of such a majestic anime?" Yoondo dramatically asks.

"Because I'm more into flashy guys like Haru or Makoto from Free?" Chaeyeon replies, quirking an eyebrow.

"And I'm more into shotas like Hinata from Haikyuu." Sumin responds.

"Of course, girls these days." Yoondo forces a laugh, shaking his head.

"What?" The two females question.

"Anyways, anybody up for a marathon?" Yoondo yells, clasping his hands.

"If it's an Attack on Titan marathon, then I'm in." Taehyung announces, along with his friends who chimed in.

That's what led the group to be seated in front of Yoondo's 75-inch flat screen television, hanging by the wall of his room. The group insisted that Chaeyeon and Sumin should take the front seats, in which the two girls were hesitant.

"Don't worry, Chaeyeon-noona. Namjoon-hyung will be right behind you." Jungkook teases.

"Ya, what is that supposed to mean? I'm even more terrified." Chaeyeon states, concealing a blush.

The group was busy bickering, the anime still on pause. Yoondo only shook his head, thinking about grabbing some popcorn when heavy pounding of the door resonate throughout the room.

Yoondo approached the door, twisting the knob and pulling it instantly with full force. Im fact, it was too strong that the group was scared the door might have broke. However, his eyes turned from frustration to soft ones upon seeing a figure trembling on the other side.

"(f/n)?"

"Y-Yoondo." The girl stuttered with a shaky voice.

"Why are you crying?" He asks softly, very concerned.

He didn't give you time to reply, pulling you in for a hug and rubbing circles around your back as you cried onto his chest.