WHY I'M SO EMPTY?

(MIN YOONGI'S POV)

I fix my hair using my own reflection in the screen. I waited until dinner to call Charles. I want to ask the big question today, and I needed time to find the courage. I'm not making a mistake, am I?

Charles accepts the video call with a smile on his face. "Hey, Yoongi! How did the trip go? I thought it would be longer?" He giggles awkwardly. "Don't get me wrong, I did miss you these days."

"I've a lot to tell you. How are you doing? Is everything okay there? Don't get me wrong either, I thought about you a lot, too."

He smirks, his cheeks recovering their original colour. "Did you miss me, Min?"

"Perhaps I did." I bite my lower lip and his eyes darken for a few seconds. "Anyway, we had problems. Tomorrow Jin will try to contact his father. Second Sun can kiss my ass."

He sits straight on the bed. "What happened? Is everyone in one piece?"

I clench my jaw, remembering those men's faces. "They attacked us, but we could come back to Seoul. For now, we're safe."

He frowns, sighing. "Man, that doesn't make sense. Why?"

"We've no idea. I hope Jin can contact his father. Anyway, how's everyone there? Any news?"

He shakes his head. "Things here didn't change much. We're still taking care of one another. This world truly wants to help us."

I sigh, leaning my head on the wall and admiring the ceiling. "I wish you could be here, Charles."

He chuckles, relaxing his shoulders. "Did the trip soften you, Min?"

I shrug, smirking. "Perhaps."

"Am I special to you?" He raises his eyebrows, biting his lips.

"Specially in my bed."

"I want you so bad, man. I wish you could come here. Do you've time for a quick round?"

Now or never.

I clear my throat. "Yeah—would you be my boyfriend?"

His screen turns black, but he lets out a pitch yell. After a few seconds, he grabs the phone again. "Man, you can't be serious? For real? As your boyfriend boyfriend?"

I nod.

He passes his hand through his hair. "I've been waiting for you to ask me this for a while now. We make a great team, Yoongi."

"Well, everyone knows we play our best games in bed."

"Should we celebrate it our way?" He puts his hand under his hoodie.

"I wish I could. I want to let the others know. At least Hobi, I've already told him I would do it. He'll be proud of me. He support us, you know?"

"Jung gives us support? Hell yeah, man! Where is he? Tell him to say hi."

"Well, uh. . ." I scratch my head. "He didn't say much after lunch and he hasn't left his room since then. I should go check on him, probably Second Sun drained him."

He nods, smiling. "Talk to you tomorrow, baby boy?"

I chuckle. "Oh, shut up. Talk to you tomorrow."

I hung up, leaving my phone in the bed. I head to Hoseok's room. I knock a few times, but nobody answers. I hesitate for a few moments, but I open the door. He's laying on his bed, with his phone.

"Hoba, are you alright?"

He turns his head for a few seconds and goes back to his phone. "Oh? Hi, Yoongs."

"Can I come in?"

He sighs. "Why do you ask if you're already in?"

I close the door slowly. He usually would have thrown his phone somewhere and talk to me, but he doesn't spare me another glance. He won't show his attitude at least he's upset or exhausted.

I lay next to him, putting his phone down. "Can you at least greet me properly? I can leave, if you don't want me here."

He sights. "Sorry, I'm just tired of everything. The world isn't on my side these days."

"I thought it would be that. Is it because of Second Sun?"

"Yeah, what else could make me upset Yoongi?"

"You're right." I ruffle his hair and he whines. "Hobi, I need to tell you something. I want you to be the first person to know about this."

He nods. "I'm all ears."

"Charles said yes—not actually—but I guess I've a boyfriend now. Who would have thought me Min Yoongi would have a boyfriend." I giggle. I've definitely gone mad.

He stays quiet, blinking at me. He doesn't mutter a word. I imagined his reaction to be more chaotic. I thought he would be proud of me.

Did I do something wrong? Was it a good idea to ask Charles to be my boyfriend?

"Hobi—"

"Congratulations, Yoongs. I'm happy for you, I mean it. I hope he takes care of you like you deserve. Thank you for trusting me and for being the first person you had in mind. "

I let go the air was holding. "Fuck, you scared me for a moment. I can always count on you, right?"

He nods. "Don't doubt it."

I hug him as much as I can, both laying on the bed. "Don't ever let go of my hand, Hobi. I can't live without you."

He pats my back and pulls away. "Yoongi, I'm kinda sleepy. . ."

I scratch my nape. "Yeah, yeah. I should head to bed as well. Good night, Hobi. We've our own beds again."

He smiles. "Night, Yoongi."

He places his phone on the bedside table and covers himself with the covers.

I get up off the bed, walking towards the door. He does look tired. "Oh—did you eat dinner? You didn't eat with the others."

"Yeah, before everyone else did. I wanted to sleep earlier. Did you?"

"Yeah. . ." I bite my lower lip. Something's off. "Hobi, are you sure you're alright? Don't you want me to stay the night with you?"

He shakes his head. "Just tired."

I hum. "If you need anything, wake me up. Sleep well, Hobi."

"You, too."

I leave his room with a bittersweet feeling on my chest. I'm missing something, but what? I sigh to myself, laying on my own bed. Probably I need more hours of sleep and quality food.

I thought I would be the happiest person when Charles finally said yes, but why I'm so empty?

I shift a few times in bed, not being able to fall asleep. I got used to Hoseok's hugs, I can't fall asleep without them now. Ugh, can someone come and hug me?

Charles and I should do couple activities when we meet again. I'll have more sex, but new things come with a new boyfriend. I've to enjoy it as much as I can before it's over. There's no way I spend a million years, less an eternity, with Charles.