BTS Imagines

Thunderstorm (MYG)

🌸Fluff🌸

"This has to stop, Yoongi! We're just partners for the project, that's it!" You reasoned, on the verge of tears."Well then ask your professor to change your partner!" He yelled back. "How am I supposed to do that? It's been designated. That guy and I are not even friends!" He rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you don't see the way he looks at you. That stare. Don't tell me you don't notice, Y/N." You groan, exasperated. "We're. Just. Project. Partners. Nothing else." Your boyfriend of 2 years, BTS' rapper, Min Yoongi, stared back at you with cold eyes. "You do what you want Y/F/N" he stated and walked off into the room you shared.

Sighing, frustrated, you collapsed on the floor, thinking everything through. You didn't notice you fell asleep on the hard floor of your living room until the loud boom of thunder and bright flashes of lightning woke you up and you felt a panic attack beginning.

Bad memories started flowing through your head - you heard the screeching of tyres, the shrill scream of your bestfriend and you saw blood all over your arm. You felt the glass on your arms and on your legs. Curling up into a ball, you cried, telling yourself to relax, that it's not real, you're fine and you're safe.

Yoongi groaned as he was woken up by the cold air from his unclosed window. His half awake self was immediately jolted awake when he realised it was raining and looked around the room for you but you were no where to be found.

He ran to the guest bedroom beside your room only to be met with a dark and empty bedroom. "Y/N!" He yelled, slightly panicking. Dashing downstairs, he found you curler up into a ball, shivering, by the sofa, in the same spot he left you.

Scooping you into his arms and pulling you close, he held you tightly as he stroked your hair. "Y/N... my sweet Y/N... don't worry... I'm here. Remember when we started dating and I told you for as long as I'm here, no harm will befall you? Remember how I told you I'd never leave? I'm here aren't i? Look, look at me baby," he pulled your arms away from your body after grabbing a tissue.

"Look, no more blood. See?" He said as he 'wiped' your arms. He let you go for a split second to remove his sweater. "See, you're perfectly dry," he said again. He stroked your hair as you gripped his arms. "Hush sweetheart, I'm right here. Right here by your side and I'm not leaving," he mumbled into your ears.

After you calmed down, he carefully carried you to your room and laid you down, crawling into bed afterwards. Making sure you were comfortable in his hold, he mumbled soothing words in your ears, replaying every single memory that came to mind.

Making sure you were asleep, Yoongi placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. The truth was, he was afraid to lose you. Your project partner liked you and he could see that clearly. He was afraid that you'd fall for him. Afterall, he was always there and he never had to be away for long periods of time for tour. Caressing your cheeks, he told himself you'd never leave him because you loved him as much as he loved you. "Sweet dreams jagiya... I love you"