Min Yoongi ff ^Amorous^

Apologies

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING INVOLVING SELFHARM ⚠️

~Y/n POV~

"Where is your phone?" Juho asked as he looked around the room, Rowoon sitting next to me.

"What will happen if the company finds out about this?" Rowoon asked as he rubbed my back, comforting me.

"Inseong goes, and/or the group falls with him." Juho said, still searchimg for my phone.

"I won't tell anyone." I said as I got off the bed and made my way to my bag.

"Really?" Rowoon sounded surprised.

"I don't want to ruin your careers more so, your dreams." I owe it to Rowoon for saving me.

"I just dont want to see Inseong, ever again." I said in a serious tone.

"Understandable." Juho said lowly as he watched me dig my phone out of my bag.

"Call Yoongi." Juho said calmly.

"Oh." I don't want to go back to that hell hole.

"Okay." I agreed.

I dialed Yoongi's number and he answered frantically.

"Y/n! Where are you?! Are you hurt?! Who did it?! Are you lost?! What stree-" Yoongi started questioning me.

"Yoongi, I'm fine." I said weakly smiling at the fact he actually worried about me.

"Y/n, where you? I'll come get you!" I laughed slightly.

"I'll send my location." I hung up before he could ask anymore questions, sending my location before turning my phone off.

"He makes you happy, doesn't he?" Juho asked.

I shyly nodded my head.

"You guys are so cute together." Juho hugged me tightly, apologizing for Inseong once more.

"Thank you, Y/n." Rowoon spoke up.

"No, thank you for saving me." I said as I hugged him.

My phone dinged, one new text from '❤Min Puggi❤'

"Yoongi's here, I should go." I said softly.

"We should hangout sometime in the future, Y/n." Juho suggested.

"Of course." I smiled before leaving.

I made it out of the building. Looking around for Yoongi's car through the pouring rain. I felt arms wrap around me from behind. I jumped and turned around, Yoongi desperately clung onto me.

"Don't leave me ever again, please." Yoongi cried into my shirt, taking a gasps of air every once and awhile.

"I'm sorry, I won't." He looked me in the eyes, rubbing his puffy, pink ones.

He looked at the ground before picking up an umbrella, I assume he dropped.

"You walked?" I asked looked down at his clothes, he wore a thin black long-sleved shirt now soaked with rain and light grey sweatpants now a darker shade.