That Damned Boy✔️

Part 6~

As soon as I got home, I ran to my room and got changed. I put on some simple black leggings and a baggy white then Yoongi's jacket. I left the house quickly before my brother noticed I was gone and headed to Yoongi's house. I wandered around trying to find his house. Suddenly, I heard my name being shouted from somewhere. I turned around and saw Yoongi standing in the door of his house.

Yoongi P.O.V

I saw A-ro wandering around the street and shouted out to her, slightly worried she might get attacked again.

"Hey, A-ro! Over here!" I called out to her. She turned to me and smiled at me. I liked her smile so I went inside to hide the smile that I so badly wanted to return. She came into my house and closed the door behind her.

"So, what did you want me to come for?" A-ro asked as she leant on the door with her arms crossed. I gulped nervously and sat down on the sofa.

"I've been practicing something. A rap. Sit down and listen to it" I commanded her. I wanted to keep up a front around her. If she didn't like me then I wouldn't like her and she wouldn't get in danger. A-ro frowned at me slightly and sat down reluctantly. I looked down at my hands before I began to rap.

"Because of you,
I'm becoming broken
I wanna stop, I don't want you anymore
I can't do it,
I don't want this
Please don't give me any excuses"

A-ro P.O.V

I listened to Yoongi's rap quietly. It was so full of emotion and made me wonder who made him feel like that. I put my hand to my mouth and looked at him and gave him all my attention. This was a side of Yoongi I had never seen, never mind anyone else. He finished his rap and looked up at me expectantly.

"That was so amazing" I smiled at him. He ever so slightly smiled back then looked back down.

"That's all I needed you here for. You can go now" He said sternly as he got up and headed to his room.

"Oh" I sighed and got up, leaving quietly. I wandered home quietly, rubbing the words through my head. Maybe he had things going on and needed someone to speak to. Why did he want me to listen? He had the boys who could listen. Unless he doesn't want them to know..?

Questions ran around my head at a million miles an hour as I got home quickly. My brother was in his room playing a video game so luckily he didn't hear me as I walked into my room and closed the door behind me. I went over to where my homework was and saw that the homework I gave to Taehyung had a post-it note on it. I peeled it off and looked at it, seeing his number. I sighed and put his number in my phone as well as Yoongi's.

I laid down on my bed and quickly fell asleep, Yoongi's voice ringing through my head.