Take Me to the Sky✔️

Chapter - 35

He would have time to tell him once they got home.

Already dressed in his clothes, he left the room to go to the cafeteria. He needed the coffee more than breathing, and he needed it now. After a few elevators with patients from the operating room, many with patients from the consulting rooms, and several corridors filled with patients and medical personnel, Yoongi finally reached the cafeteria.

With all the people he had encountered along the way, he expected the cafeteria to be in a similar state, crowded and with overwhelmed servers. But, to his surprise, it was almost empty, except for a few tables that were occupied by one or two people. Wasting no more time, he approached the bar to order an iced coffee, so it would last longer. After paying for it, he went to one table that was near the windows that looked out onto a small interior garden.

With the first sip, he felt as if someone had opened the doors to paradise for him. He wasn't sure if the coffee was that good or if his palate was just craving the drink and was cheating him, but it tasted like glory. Since he had plenty of time until they came to pick him up, he looked at the notifications on his mobile.

He had a message from his mother, telling him how much they missed him and how they would like him to spend the Christmas holidays with them, if only for a couple of days. In addition, she had also sent him a video with the title "She misses you too", in which his puppy Holly appeared, running towards the camera with her tongue out and wagging her tail frantically. It was so cute that he could not suppress the smile that crossed his face.

He missed them too. At first, when his mother had told him to spend Christmas with them, she had been reticent. The first Christmas after his break-up with Jun, it was as if he hadn't been; He had tried, but his mind always seemed to go elsewhere and he felt listless. He was happy to be with his family, but that joy did not last long, as his mind returned and again to those sad moments. The second Christmas had been better; He had made a lot of progress in his therapy with the psychologist and was almost in the last stretch of treatment. His parents were still a little worried, of course, but they were a little more relaxed when they saw his behaviour was different; he was more like the son they knew.

However, this Christmas was getting closer and closer, and Yoongi still hadn't told his mother if he was going to go or not. He really wanted to go, of course, but given the current circumstances, he wasn't sure it was a good idea. For starters, his mother was the person who always asked you about your love life. She wasn't doing it to intrude on his life, far from it, but after what had happened, she wanted to see him happy. According to his words, Yoongi had a family and friends who loved him and a stable job, the only thing he lacked was a person to complete him in love. If to that he added the fact that a few hours ago he had found his soul mate, the result was clear: his mother would want them both at home and Yoongi did not see himself prepared for that scenario much less if he was going to reject the boy; he had to see what happened from now on before telling him anything.

Not wanting to keep thinking about it, Yoongi looked at the rest of the notifications. And they were all from his friends. In the group chat were the photos that had been taken during the party last night and that they had shared at the time of taking it for fear that some mobile would be unusable after getting wet with you who knows what - it had already happened to them once. Then came the rest of the messages, dated today, in which his friends were happy that everything had been in a scare after 'the robbery' and that he could return home. No one said anything about what happened to him and Jungkook. Yoongi did not know whether to feel completely relieved, because he was sure that if they said nothing through the chat, it was because they would do it in person.

Yoongi sighed wearily just thinking about it. The least he needed was to think about it. He didn't want to do it. He wanted to pretend nothing had happened, but that he was having coffee in a hospital cafeteria, and that he still had the bracelet tied to his wrist, made it quite impossible.