The night was going perfectly, Yoongi had executed the perfect date night for you both. You'd enjoyed the most beautiful meal at one of the restaurants you'd been desperate to try, and now the two of you found yourselves hand in hand, shoes in the other, sand between the toes as you strolled along the beach.
It couldn't have been timed better as you looked for a way to relax after a busy few weeks. Working, whilst looking after the boys, travelling wherever they were, supporting them at the studio, it was beginning to take its toll on you.
"Don't you think it's a beautiful night?" Yoongi asked, squeezing your hand gently, dragging you out of your thoughts. "We've not been able to do something like this together for such a long time."
"I can't believe you arranged all of this and didn't tell me, it's so thoughtful of you."
"Only the best for my girl," he replied, leaning to press a delicate kiss to your cheek.
The force of his kiss was nothing, but it was enough to knock you a little off balance. Luckily, Yoongi grabbed hold of you, stopping whilst you steadied yourself. You tried to shrug it off as nothing, but as your head began to feel a bit light, your concerns grew.
"Everything alright?" Yoongi asked, moving his arm around your waist to give you more support.
"I'm fine," you reassured him, weakly smiling. You were anything but fine, but you didn't want to ruin what had been a perfect night.
You could feel Yoongi's eyes watching you, studying your face. "You look a little delicate, are you sure...Y/N!"
Before he even had a chance to speak your frame collapsed into his, body limp in his arms. He laid you out, using his jacket as a blanket, tilting you so you were as comfortable as you could be. There wasn't a second to think as he stared down at your unconscious figure, silently pleading for you to be okay.
He could see that you weren't alright, but he knew how stubborn you were. He dreaded to think what had bought it all on, all the signs he could have ignored, all the extra pressure he and the boys could have put you under.
The sun had already set, giving the two of you some privacy on the beach, the stars the only light he had to keep an eye on you.
A few minutes later he noticed your first movement, a small roll of the shoulder from the ache that had stirred from your fall, followed by a small groan as your eyes squinted, opening slowly.
"Take it easy," Yoongi quickly encouraged, "you're pretty weak baby, just take it nice and slow."
The last thing he wanted was for anything else to happen to you, guiding you to sit upright with his hand on the small of your back. "Why am I on the floor?"
"You don't remember." He sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, all the stresses that must have been building up inside of it. "Jagi, you fainted, I don't even know what happened."
"Did I?"
He lightly nodded his head, watching as you tilted your head back, poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue to try and stop yourself crying. He placed his hand into your eyes, running his thumb along the back of it.
"I'm so sorry," you cried out, "I've ruined your perfect night."
"No," he quickly responded, no way was any of this your fault. "You've not ruined anything, I just want to know you're okay, that's all."
He moved to sit beside you, turning your frame so you looked out at the ocean, your mind focusing on the waves crashing along the shore.
"Are you okay? I want you to be honest with me, love, this is too serious now to pretend. If things aren't fine, then please tell me, let me help you."
"It's nothing, just a few busy days has got me feeling tired, a good sleep and a day to just relax, I'll be fine. There's no need to worry."
He sighed, resting his head on your shoulder, the ends of your hair tickling against his neck. He couldn't understand how you were so calm about your problems, whilst he sat going out of his mind knowing things weren't okay for you.
"Is it me? Have I done anything to make this happen."
"What? No. Yoongi you are the one thing that has probably prevented this happening for a while, you are the one thing that always makes me feel better, even on the worst days, it's always you that makes them happier."
You pressed an assuring kiss to his jaw, a small, dimpled, smile appearing on his face. "I could have made you happier if you had told me what was wrong."
"Min Yoongi, stop blaming yourself, I'm alright." You went to stand up, but his arms quickly pulled you back down into him. "Yoongi, we are going to have to leave this beach at some point."
"I know," he whispered, "but not yet. We can sit here for a while, enjoy the rest of our date night, you can tell me what's been going on, and I can help you get better."
You couldn't argue with him, it was clear how upset the whole situation made him, it was only fair to be open, not bottling things up would probably do you the world of good.
"Can you just promise me one thing? Please stay calm, and don't worry. I'm going to be completely honest, but I don't want you to start blaming yourself, or overthinking about how things could be different. I know how you work, and I know it's what you will do."
"I promise, if you promise me one thing too." You nodded your head, staring up at his bright eyes. "You promise me from now on you are always open with me, because I can't go through this again, it hurts me too much to see you this way."
"I promise," you smiled, cupping the side of his face with your hand, bringing his lips to attach to your own. Your kiss was loving, Yoongi was telling you how much he loved you, grabbing onto you, never wanting to let you go.
He grabbed his coat that you laid on, draping it over your shoulders to stop you getting cold. "Now, I'm all ears. I love you and I'm going to be here for you, and support you through whatever it is you are facing. Always."
"I love you too, so..."