Miss Cute | SugaMon

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" He remained in the same spot on the floor waiting until Namjoon came back but he didn't."

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Yoongi did not rest the other night after Namjoon just receded in an abrupt manner. He continued tossing and turning on the couch, stared at the ceiling as if he was begging for it to fall down and crush him to his death, And lastly he had repeated flickering thoughts of suicide while he waited for Namjoon to come back home. Yoongi often stood up trembling from the cold that was left for him ever since Namjoon left. He picked up the sharpest kitchen knife and firmly pressed it against his pale wrist but never gained any confidence to create another new cut. Yoongi's shaking hand drops the knife where it clatters before he covered his crying face meanwhile his other hand searched and gripped the necklace Jimin bought him when he found it. " I'm sorry I hurt you." Yoongi tells Namjoon with his heart banging inside his chest. " I'm sorry I lied, I'm sorry." He raises his voice but when he opened his eyes, Namjoon wasn't there to listen.

By morning Yoongi hadn't slept and he hadn't made it to kill himself either. He continues his normal morning routine before dressing himself in his school uniform, he did this despite being emotionally and physically tired and broken. With no energy left Yoongi exited the dorm while secretly hoping to run into Namjoon or that a car would just run him over. Another thought that just wouldn't leave his head even since last night, was the whereabouts of Namjoon. Was he fine? Has he eaten? Is he safe? Would he...ever see him again? Be his friend again?. Yoongi thought of this while sauntering to school.

Arriving to school all alone without Namjoon has made Yoongi feel foreign. Misplaced And un-welcomed is all that he felt on his experience walking inside alone. The younger male arrived to his classroom, eyes immediately prowling for Namjoon's presence but the older wasn't here. With a hopeless sigh Yoongi sat himself at his usual seat and commenced taking out his school materials. As students continued arriving inside the classroom, Yoongi would stare hoping that one of them is Namjoon until ultimately Namjoon did come to school after all. To Yoongi it was heaven to see the one he loves finally show up and thanks to that his thin lips twitched into a smile of relief. But it hadn't even been a minute yet when Yoongi frowns when Namjoon's icy glare impaled him. It's as if Yoongi became rejected without opening his mouth to defend and explain himself. That glare alone debilitated him but that didn't stop Yoongi who is trembling, to head all the way and stand in front of Namjoon's desk.

The older male stares ahead at the board with a vexed look and pursed lips. " N-Namjoon Hyung...." Yoongi spoke first. (Yoongi is younger here)

" Don't talk to me." Namjoon interjects.

"Please, You have to let me explain."

" I don't have to do anything for you. You and me are going to go to the main office to change our dorms and after that I don't ever want to see your face again." Namjoon trembles as he spoke and he appeared as if nothing in the world would change his mind.

" N-no Namjoon you can't do this! What I did to you....I swear I didn't mean it! I was planning on telling you-" Yoongi held Namjoon by the arm but his hand was swung away by an irritated and aggressive Namjoon. " Y-you're important to me." Yoongi whispers however the other male didn't even look his way.

' Look at me." Yoongi wanted to say out loud but his mouth was clogged.

" Min Yoongi please sit at your rightful place. Class is in session." The teacher had just entered the room while fixing his tie and had a tired smile. Yoongi felt his heart break a little more as he looks at his teacher and back to Namjoon. In the end Yoongi reluctantly obeyed and went back to his seating.