BTS Imagines

[Yoongi] - Scared

Request #2
by:kpop_girl200
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I entered the building and was greeted by the staffs that passed by. It was noon and I decided to visit Yoongi. I know they're working on their new album but I just wanna see him.

Everything's been messy lately and seeing him just comforts me.

I pressed the elevator button and waited to reach the floor where Yoongi’s studio was.

As soon as the elevator door opened I stepped and outside and jumped when Jungkook suddenly appeared beside me.

"Wha—Jungkook, what are you doing?" I asked him as he looked down at the bag in my hand. "I smelled food." I sighed.

"You smelled food? I just got here and you smelled food?" I said as he nodded. I slightly chuckled at the younger boy's cuteness and got a bowl of noodles for him.

"Jajangmyeon! Thank you noona." He took the bowl out of my grasp and ran away. I shook my head, chuckling.

I turned my heel and went to Yoongi’s studio. I stopped in front of the room and didn't forget to knock.

I heard a faint 'come in' and slowly opened the door. I saw him sitting on his swivel chair, his headphones around his neck and his face on his huge computer.

"Hyung, do you think this wi—oh Y/N." He said as he turned around. He immediately stood up and gave me a kiss on my cheek. "What are you doing here?" He asked.

I raised the bag a bit and smiled at him. "I know you haven't had lunch yet so I brought you something." He lightly smiled. "This is so not you, but thank you." He gave me another kiss on my cheek.

"But I need to finish this first, I promise to eat lunch then." He said, sitting back on his chair. "Okay." I took a seat on the couch next to the wall and placed the bag on the floor.

I rested my chin on my palm and stared at him. Just seeing him, just breathing the same air as him comforts my bruised heart.

I wish everything was okay. I wish it wasn't so painful. I wish I am okay.

"Baby, can you scratch my shoulder." He pointed at his right shoulder using his mouth as I chuckled. "You can reach it Yoongi."

I replied. "But I want you to scratch it." He said, still focused on the computer. I stood up and went to him.

I started to scratch his shoulder as he groaned in satisfaction. He motioned me to go lower, to his arm and so I did but I my sleeve suddenly went up revealing the fresh cuts that I did last night.

I widened my eyes and I prayed he didn't see it.

"Y/N..."

But it was too late.

My eyes met his indescribable ones. I don't know if he was furious or sad but the I was too unfamiliar with the emotion in his eyes.

He stood up not removing his gaze on me and grabbed my wrist. I lightly hissed at the pain which made me regret it right after.

I aggressively lowered down my sleeve as I moaned at the pain. "Yoongi..." I blurted out his name hoping he would soften a bit and let me explain.

His eyes went to the view of my wrist. The once beautiful part of my arm was now a skin torn apart by a blade, that I hoped to ease the pain inside.

His gaze went back to mine and all I could expect him to do right now is to curse and shout at me, to slap me right into my face.

But his sudden action made my thought wrong.

He suddenly pulled me into a hug as I widened my eyes. Knowing Yoongi, he would never do this to me. He would solve all his problems with curses and silent treatments but this is new.

My arms found it's way to his back as I hugged him back and I couldn't help but to let my hidden tears fall.

"Y/N baby, it's okay. I'm right here." He said as he started to run his fingers through my hair. I sobbed even more knowing that this guy didn't yell at me for cutting myself.

He pulled away from the hug and wiped my tears away. "Hey, sshh. It's okay." He said as he tried to calm me down. I held his hand as I needed much comfort right now.

He pulled his chair towards me and let me sat down as he kneeled on the ground in front of me. He held both of my arms, smiling at me.

"Y/N, I want you to tell me everything, especially the reason why you cut yourself." He calmly said as I started to cry once again.

The memory of the things that made me do this, overwhelms me and I hate it.

"Just calm down and tell me." He started to caress the back of my hand with his thumb and I breathed in and out.

"My first week at my new job was so bad. I gave a wrong document to my supervisor and he scolded me for 2 days, my colleagues gossiping about me because of what happened, my mom and dad called me telling that they'll be divorced, and my grandma died yesterday which made it all worse." I started to cry again and he hugged me again.

He patted my back as I cried and cried. "Baby, you know you can tell me anything." He said pulling away. "Your problem is my problem, okay? I can help you, you don't need to keep it all to yourself." He said tucking a strand of hair in the back of my ear.

"I didn't wanna tell you because I know how stressed you are at work already and I don't wanna stress you out even more." I managed to blurt out as he shook his head, muttering a 'no' all over again.

"Baby, you're never a stress to me." He smiled as I gave him a small smile too. I pulled him in a hug and sighed. "I'm sorry Yoongi." I said.

"It's okay, as long as you promise me not to cut yourself again and to tell me everything." He pulled away and pulled out his pinky finger.

Really? Min Yoongi with a pinky finger?

I eternally laughed at him and intertwined my pinky to his. He cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead. "You know that I love you right?" I said.

"Yeah I know, I mean who wouldn't love me?" He said as I raised my brow at him, standing up. "Alright, I'm out." I said heading towards the door but he stopped me.

"Sorry, I love you too." He said kissing my cheek once again.