yoongi
when you had a fight
Yoongi was a very interesting person. He appeared to be cold and mean from the outside but inside he was a major softie. He didn't let his emotions show very often. Even from you, his girlfriend, he sometimes hid his feelings. This made your relationship difficult at times because it was a game of guessing. You knew him like the back of your hand after two years of being together but still at times you struggled to read his eyes.
He had been very groggy and especially grumpy these days, so you were always tiptoeing around him.
Due to the approaching comeback of BTS, you assumed he was stressed from work so you made sure to give him lots of space and tried to comfort him with small gestures like cooking his favorite food or massaging his shoulders when he was working in his studio. Despite all your efforts he was being very moody and was easily irritated.
So when you told him you would be meeting up with a couple friends you hadn't seen in a long while, including your close friend, who happened to be a guy, and asked Yoongi to pick you up from the restaurant afterwards, he threw a tantrum.
"Wow (Y/N), I also have to pick you up, huh ? As if I have nothing better to do, as if I don't have enough on my plate already, I have to put up with you. Do you think I will stay up all night and wait for you to be finished wasting time with people you haven't been in contact with for years ?" he scoffed, glaring at you. Taking in a deep breath, you rubbed your temples, trying to keep calm. You were trying so hard to be considerate of his delicate state, but he was really pushing your buttons.
"Okay Yoongi, it's fine. I will take a cab then or ask one of my friends to drop me off. I only asked you because I know you don't like me taking cabs late at night" you explained yourself with a calm but yet very sharp tone.
"Since when do you care for what I want you to do ? You do whatever the hell you want anyways" he snapped and that's when you had enough.
"For fuck's sake Yoongi !" you yelled at him, shooting up from the sofa, "I am sick and tired of your attitude. Fuck you. You are too ignorant to notice any of my efforts to be a good girlfriend to you. I have been keeping my mouth shut all these days, telling myself you were only being moody because you are stressed but lately I have been starting to wonder whether this is just your personality. I won't put up with this anymore. Don't talk to me until you have got your attitude under control again."
And with that you left the room, not sparing him another glance. A few days passed without you talking to each other. He barely left his studio when he was home, he even slept in there on the couch. You tried to not let it get to you too much, though it really hurt you to be separated from him. There was a burning desire in you to take care of him. You had to restrain yourself from checking up on him. You wanted to know whether he was eating well or getting enough sleep. The boys knew about your fight, though they obviously didn't know the details. You were texting them occasionally asking them to keep an eye on Yoongi and make sure he wasn't skipping meals.
When the day came where you would meet up with your friends, Yoongi surprisingly didn't go to work but stayed home. Not questioning it too much, you dressed up nicely, getting ready to go out for the first time in a while. You couldn't remember the last time you and Yoongi went on a date. He was so busy with work these past months that you barely got to spend quality time together.
As you walked downstairs, ready to leave, you saw Yoongi sitting in the living room. You were surprised to see him outside his studio. He scanned your outfit with his eyes before his eyes met with yours. You realized just then how much you had missed him, but you were too angry with him to give in the feeling.
Looking away, you headed for the door.
"Be safe" you heard his voice for the first time again in days. Without giving him a response, you left the house.
You had a great time with your friends and didn't notice how time flew by. Your guy friend kindly offered to drop you off home, which you gratefully accepted.
When you saw your boyfriend stood outside the restaurant, hands deep inside the pockets of his winter coat and nose red from the cold, you were baffled.
"Yoongi ?" you said.
"Oh, is this your boyfriend?" your guy friend asked. Nodding your head in confirmation, you saw Yoongi's judgmental look towards your friend.
"Nice to meet you, man" your friend approached Yoongi, reaching out his hand, "(Y/N) told me a lot about you. She can't stop gushing over you."
Yoongi's facial expression softened when he heard that. Taking your friend's hand, he shook it but his eyes were on you.
"She does ?" he asked in a quiet voice.
"She is totally whipped for you" your friend cackled. You saw hurt flash in your boyfriend's eyes as he looked at you longingly.
"Well, since your boyfriend came to pick you up, I will be heading home now" your friend announced. You said your goodbyes and he left.
Now it was only you and Yoongi.
"What are you doing here? I told you I would take care of myself" you said in a cold distant voice. Yoongi's nose was red and his fingernails had turned purple. His hands got cold very easily and when they did his fingernails always turned blue. Frowning, you looked at him, your mean demeanor faltering.
"Since when have you been waiting here?" you then asked. Your assumption turned out to be right when he shrugged his shoulders - he had been waiting for you for hours.
Your expression softened as you moved closer, taking both his hands in yours to warm them.
"You must have been freezing" you mumbled in a quiet tone, avoiding his eyes. You felt bad for making him wait on you, but you also felt bad for having dragged out your fight for such a long time. Both of you had been too prideful to take the first step and apologize.
"(Y/N) I am really sorry for how I treated you" Yoongi suddenly blurted, his eyes glossy, "I am a dickhead and I suck at being a good boyfriend, I know that. But believe me when I tell you that I love you and I definitely don't take you for granted. I have been miserable these days without you."
"I forgive you" you reassured him, "You are not a bad boyfriend, you are just quite a handful to handle at times."
He chuckled at that, intertwining your fingers and pulling you to his chest. He kissed your lips tenderly, savoring the taste of your lips.
"I was stressed and though I don't show it, I do notice the littlest of things you do to make me feel better without being too obvious about it. You make everything more bearable. I am a mess without you. I was being childishly selfish, wanting your attention to be on me 24/7. I didn't want you to go out, especially not with that guy friend of yours. I wanted you to stay home with me and comfort me."
"But baby, how can I know how you feel when you don't tell me ?" you asked him softly. His brown eyes were filled with guilt.
"I know, I expect too much of you" he admitted, "I just assumed you would be able to tell. I sometimes forget we are two separate people. You have become an essential part of me. I feel like you know my soul but I forget that you can't read my thoughts."
Your heart felt like it was being squeezed when you heard him say that. Connecting your lips, you kissed him.
"Are we back to normal again ?" he asked you with hopeful eyes.
"Yes, you can sleep in the bed again" you told him, chuckling.
"We need to catch up on the lost time" he then suddenly said in a seductive tone, eyes turning dark with lust and a playful smirk growing on his pink lips.
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