"I was in a rush." Yoongi said, sniffling.

Yoongi wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

He's freezing.

I stayed as close as possible the whole way back to my house, trying to warm the freezing boy. Yoongi and I walked up the stairs and into my room. I ran a hot bath for him, patiently waiting for it to fill as Yoongi sniffled. I called for him once the bath had filled.

"Strip." I said as he stepped in the bathroom.

He didn't bother going into dirty thoughts. He took his clothes off, not ashamed to show his glory as he had no flaws to hide. He stepped in the bath as I sat down next to the tub.

I took a washrag from the side of the tub and dipped it in the bath water. I gently pressed the washrag on both his cheeks then placed it on his forehead, slightly wetting his hair in the process. I gently rubbed his shoulder, trying to comfort him. Yoongi closed his eyes and leaned back, resting his head on the back of the tub. I pulled up my sleeves as I grabbed a bath scrub.

(Ya know wut I means, the scrubby ball things.)

I started scrubbing the part of Yoongi's chest that was above the water, nothing but the drips of water from the spout adding into the ocean that filled the tub made a sound in the room. The room was calm and peaceful, before there was a sudden splash of water. Yoongi lifted his arm from the water and grabbed my wrist hastily. The washrag fell off of his head, sinking down to the bottom of the tub as he examined my wrist.

"When did you do this?" He looked at the multiple scars.

I tried ignoring his questions and snatching my wrist from his grip. He only held on tighter.

"When did you do this?" He repeated.

"Yoongi." I mumbled.

"Tell me." Yoongi said as he looked me in the eyes, his filled with worry.

"Yoongi." I said a little bit louder and tried snatching my wrist one more time.

He pulled me into the tub with him, the hot water immediately boiling me alive. He pulled me into his embrace, holding me tightly.

"I'm sorry." I said quietly as I finally gave in and stopped resisting him.

~Yoongi POV~

Her voice cracked as she apologized, laying her head on my shoulder. I didn't want to let go of her, seeing her like this. We stayed like this, as minutes passed Y/n's sniffling was the only noise that remained along with a few drips from the spout.

"Y/n." I rolled my eyes upon hearing the voice.

Fuck me.

I heard her bedroom door creak open. I got Y/n and I out of the tub. I wrapped a towel around her as she sniffled, before wrapping a towel around myself.

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I grabbed Y/n and picked her up as she wrapped her legs around me for support. She yelped at my action. I kissed her intensely as I watched Sung-U appear in the doorway.

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