𝗨𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘅𝗶𝗮 ✓ [OLD]

26

since that night, yoongi has been distance.

namjoon tried to talk to him and the answer he always got is; "i don't know" and sometimes "leave me alone".

he didn't know what to do.

he felt like he did something wrong but didn't know what it was.

at the time, namjoon heard crying from yoongi's room.

he had to go in there.

"hyung?" he creaked open the door.

"get out."

"i'm not leaving." namjoon closed the door behind him. "you're avoiding me lately. i want to know what's wrong."

"i-it doesn't matter." yoongi sniffed.

namjoon walked up to him and sat beside him. "did i do something wrong?"

he shook his head.

"then what's wrong?"

the only movement that yoongi made is crawling up on him, hiding his face in his shoulders.

namjoon didn't felt surprised, just hugged back, pulling him close.

i rubbed his back, trying to make him feel comfortable.

"d-do you feel bad for me...?" yoongi suddenly asked.

"what do you mean by that?"

"m-my anorexia... d-do you feel b-bad for me?"

namjoon cupped yoongi's cheeks, wiping his tears with his thumbs.

"i'm not doing this because i feel bad for you." he smiled softly.

"th-then what?"

namjoon moved his hands off his face.

he pressed their foreheads together and sighed, curling his big hands behind yoongi's head.

for a few seconds later, he removed their foreheads, removing his hands too.

"don't think i'm only doing this for that reason."

he kissed yoongi's cheek.

😉