[Yoongi FF] Hold Me

Part 6 - Not Again

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Well... today is quite shit for me, not because Yoongi knows my bad habit. it's because my self. not my body. but it's my heart. that little-silent-pale-attractive guy was already make me flutered.
but boy, you did not full know who am i. but i guess, soon he will know.
arghh!! i don't know what to do!!
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"well, thank's for today, Yoongi" i step outside the studio to going back home.
"anytime..should i drive you home?"
"no need to, i can walk by myself. by the way, i want to go to the bookstore first, then i'll go back home" i smile to him.
"alright then, call me if something wrong, okay?"
"sure, byee~" i wave my hand.
"byee, be carefull." he stroke my head before i walk.

*a few minutes later*

i was searching some notebook..
a big notebook for my new song, and my diary.

"gosh, what should i chose...
alright the black one is the best choice"

then i went to the cashier to pay my notebook.

"well...well..look who i got here"

i hear someguy talking, but i didn't pay attention for who the person talking to.
maybe he was talking with another person.

after that i walking outside to get home.

"long time no see, my Y/N." he put his hand on my shoulder

i realize that voice, i was froze in my position before i turned my head to see the voice.

"y-yo-you a-again.."
goddamit Y/N! don't show him that you're scared.
"ahh don't be scare darling, you don't know that i missed you so badly." he started to cares my hair.
"stop it!" i push his hand and start to walk faster.

with that, i called Yoongi

*on the phone*

"yeobosaeyo?"
"Yo-Yoongi ah"

suddenly...

"Y/N-AH! DON'T LEAVE ME! I KNOW YOU STILL LOVE ME, DON'T WORRY I WILL GET YOU BACK TO BE MINE!
REALLY SOON! FAREWELL, MY Y/N!"

i looked at my back and saw he wave his hand and give me creepies smile.
EVIL SMILE.

*back with the phone*
"Yo-Yoongi he got me. what should i do now?"
"are you almost to get your home?"
"yes, 5 meter more i arrived, why?"
"then get in faster, lock the door, don't open it until i came, got it?"
"ye-yeah got it."
"alright i'll came now"

*end of the phone call*

i was breathless and my heart can't stop beating fast, i locked my door.

like a ninja
i run to my kitchen and hide behind the kitchen bar.
i kept my phone on my pocket and take it out to text Yoongi.

*text*

"i'm already inside my house, where are you?"

a second later, my door bell rang.

"is that Yoongi? should i open it? what if it not him?" i whisper to myself.

with all of my brave that i have, i walk slowly to the front door.

"no no, i have to call him"

i immediatly call Yoongi

*on the phone*
"are you infront on my door?" i ask with my worried voice
"yes, open the door."
*end the phone call*

i sighed in relief cause is just Yoongi.
so i open the door quickly and pull Yoongi inside my apartment.

"where did you meet him? did he hurt you again? are you okay? where is he now?" he throw a bomb of question to me.
"woah woah calm down, first i meet him at the bookstore when i've done bought my thing, second he didn't hurt me...yet. i'm okay for now, and i don't where he is, especially where he live."
"ahh right, and what will you do now?"
"arghh!! i don't know..he said that he will get me back to him, gosh that shit didn't want to make my life better" i said and sat on my couch.
then Yoongi followed and sat beside me.
"should we tell the others?" Yoongi ask.
"YES! REALLY!" i said and take my phone to text Namjoon and Jin.
"we will explain to them tomorrow, tell them to come here..."
"got it" i answer

"i'll stay here, is it okay?" Yoongi ask.
"aren't you busy?"
"no, i already done with my song."
"well...if you didn't feel that i bothered you, it's fine for me."
"no, of course not" he said
"is it okay if you sleep here?on the couch?"
"*chuckle* couch is my bed, i can sleep everywhere."
"hahaha funny~ i'll get the pillow and blanket later"
"hm..sure" he smile at me.

when i'm done text Namjoon and Jin, i put my phone on my coffe table and rest my head on the couch.

"seriously i can't handle it. he really want me to die soon? he never want my life to be good. you know what? i'm really tired.. with my condition. my mentally. my physical. my mind. and fucking LIFE! that shit..." i said while my tears freely flowing on my cheeks and i close my eyes with my arm.
i didn't recgonize that i was crying silently. well...i guess it will be sobing if i overthinking about this problem.

meanwhile.. Yoongi who was trying to ask my condition, just stared blankly on the floor.

"what does she thinking? die? oh na ah. this is not good. what is really happend with her?" Yoongi said on his mind.

"Y/N?.." finally he spoke to me.
"hmm?" i answer still on my position.
"what happend?"
"huh?" i put my hand down and look at his back. "what do you mean 'happend'?"
"you...what is happend to you?"

my mind is really blank when he ask that question.
but then...i realize
i was accidently talking about my "condition" before.

"sh-should i tell you?" i ask
"everything" his face still looking down at the floor without any expression.
"now?"
"right here. right now."

i sighed heavily

"well..."

i doubtful to tell him everything.
well, just to the point Y/N.
you can do it.
you trust him.

"i've Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and....
Weak Heart disease."

Yoongi immediatly look at me shooked.

"you've gotta be kidding me."
"it's true. and it was because him. all of my disease is started from him. i'm going to die because of him." i said while looking at Yoongi eyes.
"no. you are not gonna die. i promise."
"eh?what promise?" i ask confused.
"you trust me, right?"
"yeah.."
"and you are not gonna die" Yoongi said looking into my eyes deeply.
"yeah, but what i mean is...why? how?"

aish..this boy really make me confused of his sudden words.

"i will be beside you and protect you."