Chapter 8

Namjoon's POV

"F*ck!" I curse out seeing the call end and try to think of what to do. Something's wrong...but what's wrong?!? Why is she acting like this? She wouldn't just hang up like that unless she didn't want me to know something...

"Woah, you never curse. What's got you all bent out of shape?" Hoseok questions with slight concern towards the end as an irritated groan slips past my lips.

"Something's wrong with Y/N," I state harshly, grabbing my bag nearby.

"What?!? Wait, what happened?" Hoseok blurts out, sitting up from the bed with mouth agape and his eyes widening in shock.

"That's what I'm going to find out," I state grabbing my wallet. I shove it into my bag and clutch my phone tightly in my hand.

"Wait! I'm coming with you!" Hoseok shouts hurriedly from behind me. I can hear him running around the room behind me, grabbing his things as I quickly make my way through the hallway out to the front.

When waiting for Hoseok, I take out my phone and pull up my messages with Y/N. Maybe if I could…

I mess around with her contact for a bit to try and see if I can track her location. I groan in annoyance as my attempts to try and track her phone's location fails.

"Hoseok hurry up!" I yell as he comes to the front room panting for air.

"I-I'm here," He wheezes out, his hands on his knees.

"Alright, let's go," I state before opening the door and Hoseok follows swiftly behind me.

I hope she's okay...

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Yoongi's POV

I sigh in annoyance glancing at my watch, seeing it's almost time for Jin hyung to start cooking lunch. Come on you slow bus…

And as if somebody had heard me, the bus stops moving. The sound of the doors opening and I sigh in relief this time knowing the next stop is mine.

I watch the people going in and out of the doorway of the bus, but my breath hitches seeing someone. Is that Y/N? And why does she have all that luggage?

I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion seeing her trudge to the back of the bus and slump in the seat. Without thinking, my feet move on instinct and go to sit next to her. As I sit next to her, she turns her head before gasping and jumping a little at my presence. Do I really scare her that much?

"W-What are you doing here?" She stutters out in shock and stares at me with wide eyes.

"I'm heading home, but I think I should ask you that question," I reply dryly and she immediately shuts up looking away from me.

"Hey, I answered your question. It's only fair if you answer mine," I state before hearing her sigh from beside me. She looks back at me with glossy eyes.

"I-I'm leaving," she whispers out as her voice slightly cracks.

"You're leaving? And why's that?" I inquire curiously. I don't understand it, why does my heart hurt at the thought of her leaving? We just met and I want nothing to do with her...right?

"It's embarrassing," she mutters and I glance over at her before sighing in annoyance.

"Just tell me, I promise not to laugh," I state trying to comfort her in some sort of way. I glance off to the side and wave my hand to tell her to start talking.

"W-Well, my boss fired me this morning. Sadly, my rent was due in a few days but I already asked my tenant for an extension...so when I called them up again, they immediately said I had 24 hours to get out because I couldn't pay," She explains sniffling a little. I look back at her and my breath hitches seeing there were tears, streaming down her face.

"Hey hey hey, don't cry. Please I'm not good with people crying," I say in a panic and all she does is mutter something although I couldn't hear a word of what she says.

I sigh before deciding something before regretting it. She had a similar situation to me...I could at least be nice to her before she leaves...

"How about we stop at a cafe before you leave?" I ask hesitantly and she hiccups a little, beginning to calm down as she looks at me in confusion.

��W-Why would you want to do that?" She questions me wiping the tears from her eyes, and all I can do is sigh in response. Isn't it obvious?

"Consider this a sorry for being an a**hole when we first met," I mumble out, but she manages to hear.

I nervously tap my foot a little waiting for her response. After a minute, she looks over to me giving a little smile and a small nod, "alright then."

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Your POV

At least I know the time when another bus comes…

"There is a cafe across the street from here, how about that?" Yoongi inquires with a stone-cold face, but I could tell he's trying to be polite.

"Yeah, that works," I reply, holding my bags beside me and right as I'm about to drag my suitcase with me, Yoongi takes it before I can.

"W-What are you doing?" I question seeing him already beginning to cross the road.

"You're taking too long," He states loudly before I scramble putting my bag on my shoulder and rush to catch up to him.

"Wait!" I shout from behind before catching up and matching his pace.

"But, I don't have to. You're right here now." He retorts with an evil grin and all I can do is groan in irritation at his response.

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Silence.

That's all it's been for the past few minutes when we've sat here deciding what we want. Although, I've already decided a few minutes ago...

"D-Did you figure out what you want?" I inquire hesitantly, closing the menu and laying it on the table in front of me.

He hums in response before closing the menu, "I know what I want. Tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you."

"I-I can pay for it myself-"

'Really? I don't think you'd be kicked out of your apartment if you could," He states with a sinister grin before heading towards the counter. Well, he seems back to his normal self…

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Yoongi's POV

The only thing we did while eating was keeping a light conversion between us, but the majority of the time is left in silence until I finally ask the questionI've been wanting to.

"So where are you thinking of going?" I inquire and she gives me an awkward smile before responding.

"I-I'm not sure yet. Just whenever I can get to with what I have," She replies softly before going back to eating. Although before I can ask another question my phone rings, I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion before excusing myself.

I go to the back of the cafe before answering it, "Hello?"

"Hyung I need your help!" Namjoon cries out into the phone.