CHAPTER 24

Y/N

When I woke up the next day my eyes were hurting, maybe it was because I fall asleep crying. I stand up, making my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, my eyes were still red and swollen from yesterday and the past few days.

When I sat up again in my bed, I grabbed my phone.  I saw messages from the boys, they wanted to do something different. They wanted to go hiking. I sighed, throwing my phone next to me. I wasn't in the mood, so I  ignored them.

A few hours later, I was in my chair, looking out the window when I saw them leaving with their black van. After a few seconds I couldn't see the vhicle anymore, I closed my eyes, taking a sip of tea afterwards. 

I couldn't take it anymore, almost a week had past and Seokjin wasn't giving me any clues about his strange behaviour. That's why I decided to go to their house, even though I knew they weren't there. 

I walked around their front yard, slowly, lost in my thoughts. Each one of them broke my heart even more.

I sat in front of their door. A few minutes had past when I noticed a hand on my shoulder. My heartbeat increased and I could notice my hands getting sweaty. My full body relaxed when I saw it was just Yoongi, but I frowned, looking around. 

Anything.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, while he was sitting next to me.

"I was in the kitchen when I saw you walking around." He said, as nothing.

"I thought you were gone..." My voice came up fragile.

"They are, but I didn't want to go hiking. Like, what the hell? Why I would go when I can stay sleeping at home? It was so hot this morning. Still is. Do you want to go inside?" He asked, already standing up. Ugh, this man.

I followed him inside.

"Are you hungry?" I shook my head. 

He shrugged. "Well, I am." He opened the cabinet, hesitant.

"Should I grab biscuits with or without chocolate?"

"With." I said without doubts.

"Com' here, follow me."

I followed Yoongi upstairs. He opened a door I've never noticed before.

"Welcome." He said, besides the door.

I looked around the not small room. "Did you...?"

"Sorry, I couldn't help it."

We sat on a small sofa. I was still looking at the now small Yoongi's studio.

"Why did you do it? I thought you all were in a kind of vacations." 

"We are, but I love making music and new places inspire me. I didn't want to forget my new ideas."

"Sounds cool." I looked at his biscuits.

"Do you want one?" He said, raising and eyebrow.

"Please?" I said, with a small smile. Yoongi always lit up my mood.

He gave me one. "By the way, what happened to you? You look like a zombie, the only difference is that you're red and they green." I would have gotten angry if someone else had told me this, but I laughed at his statement. It was Yoongi, I knew he was worried about me.

"But really, what's wrong? You don't look fine these days. Is it something bothering you?" He asked me, staring at me.

I hesitated. "Well... more or less. It's a long story."

He looked at his imaginary watch. "I have time. Do you?" I nodded.

"I don't know how to tell you this though..." He grabbed my hand, caressing it softly.

"Just try it. I won't judge you, you already know that, right?" He hesitated at the end. I nodded, smiling softly.

"You've to promise me you won't say anything, okay? Even though Jungkook and Hoseok already know it. Oh! Also, does Ashley."

"What?" He asked me in disbelieve. "Am I the only one who doesn't know it?" 

"Mmm, no, Taehyung and the others don't know it either." He gave a look.

I took a breath. "I like Seokjin, for a few months already. We were good friends, until he started ignoring me. I tried to contact him and talk to him so many times, but he acts like if I'm a wall. Actually, we talked. He just told me 'I'm busy', but you have had to listen to him, he was being so cold, I've never seen him like this before." I made a pause. Yoongi didn't say anything, so I kept talking. "But, to be honest, for me all started the day we met Samantha. I may be a little jealous, but I think he changed him, he's not the same anymore. I can get that maybe Seokjin liked Samantha, but why is he treating me like this? Like if I was someone he doesn't know at all?" 

Yoongi wiped my tears with his fingers before hugging me.

I didn't know how long I spent crying in Yoongi's shoulder, but I was glad he was here with me.

"Hey, look at me." He said, trying to look at me in the eyes. "If he doesn't want to talk to you I'll try to talk to him, okay? I'm also worried about him, if you didn't do anything I don't understand his behaviour. He's definitely not that type of person.

I nodded. I was going to thank him when a nock on the door interrupt us.

"Guys, what are you-" Taehyung cut himself. "Omg what happened? Y/n why are you crying?" He knelt down before hugging me. I felt worse because I didn't tell him anything about it, I would definitely do it, but his stare got me off my thoughts.

His stare. The eyes that were watching me from the hallway.