Chapter 13

I had 3 tests, one presentation, and a lot of seatworks, that was due today. Please bear in mind that I have a life too. Not everything is important to updates.

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Yoongi's POV

8:32pm

I ordered wine and poured in half way in a wine glass. I took sip by sip, thinking when will she get here. She's 32 minutes late. She never takes long. She isn't like other girls.

8:58 pm

I called her number, she wasn't answering. I ordered another wine and pour in full glass this time.

9:27pm

"Sir, would you like anything to order?" The waitress asked me, while twirling her hair and smiling shyly.

"I'm still waiting for someone." The waitress sighed while bowing and walked away.

Where is she?

10:54pm

"Sir we're already closing. Please cooperate with us." The manager started to talk.

"I told youuu. I'm waitinggg for s-someoneee." I slurred my words.

I ordered 3 bottles of wine, and 2 bottles of beer. And she still didn't come. The hell is wrong with her.

"Yoongi ssi," I looked up and see Namjoon. I smiled drunkly, "Where'sss Y/N? I've beennn waiting forrr herrr." I slurred again.

"I'm here." I looked at my right and see Y/N standing there. She wasn't wearing the dress I personally made for her. It broke a heart string of mine. "Yoongi please, let's go home." She held my arm.

"No!" I responded while trying to let go her hands. "I'm not leaving until you have dinner with me!"

Your POV

"No!" He responded while trying to let go my hands. "I'm not leaving until you have dinner with me!" The staff around us started to whisper to each other.

This is bad. This is really bad. If Yoongi gets seen like this, caught on camera, Yoongi will be out of the group. If he's out of the group, he'll hate himself forever.

I sighed, "Yoongi please," I whispered to him, "You're embarrassing us. Let's just go."

"Yoongi hyung, everyone's looking for you. We have to go." Namjoon went by his side, trying to pick up the other arm. We slowly picked him, as he was slouching.

Namjoon put Yoongi's arm around him and so did I. "I'm sorry for the disturbance. Thank you for trying to cooperate, we'll handle it from here."

We slowly gave Yoongi to the guards in the van. Me and Namjoon got in and close the door.

Namjoon said randomly, "Now you know how Yoongi is?"

I gulped, and said "Yes."

*flashback*

8:32pm

I woke up from my three hour nap, as I checked the time. I went downstairs and see Hoseok leaning against the wall while looking at this phone.

He looked up and raised a brow, "Shouldn't you be in the restaurant?"

"I'm really lazy to go." I replied tiredly.

8:58pm

"Yoongi's calling you, shouldn't you pick it up?" I turned off my phone immediately and played games with Taehyung.

"It's probably nothing important anyways." I shrugged.

9:27pm

"Noona the pizza is here!" Jungkook called me as soon I got up while I heard pizza.

"Let's me pay-"

Jungkook pauses my sentence, "Too bad, I paid for it!"

10:17pm

"You what?" Namjoon questioned.

"I uh..left Yoongi." I said.

After a few seconds, he exploded. "Why did you leave him?! Do you know what he's drunk?" He asked panicky.

I shook my head, signing a 'no'.

"Yoongi is aggressive when he's drunk. He doesn't care what's happening in his surroundings." He sighed as he massaged his forehead, "Yoongi can't be stopped while being drunk."

*present*

"Always remember that Y/N." He lectures me. "Yoongi is equal to a mad mad. Mad man equals to destruction."

I sighed as I looked at the Yoongi lying down on the car back seat. His black hair, teardrop eyes, ears pierced earring, and his..pale white lips. Now that I've looked at it from afar, he's not taking care of himself. The reek of alcohol surrounding his aroma made me feel pity. His skin was pale as the stage makeup. His body became buffer but thinner than before.

Namjoon told me Yoongi has never been eating healthy food nowadays. He repeats process over and over again. He'd had sleepless nights, and sweaty palms every morning. Which explains why his body is like this.

I've done this to him.

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"Lay him down slowly." I told Namjoon before he dropped him on his bed. The bed creaked as Yoongi groaned.

"I said slowly!" I scolded.

"Sorry!" He threw his hands up, "He's just so heavy." He whined.

I rolled my eyes, "Let's go." I told him.

"I think it's best for you to stay here. You too need to talk." Hoseok interrupted as I see him standing in the doorway.

"Hoseok ssi is right. Just stay here." Namjoon passes me, "Watch over him if he walks out the balcony."

I frowned, "Wai-" before I could finish my sentence, Hoseok and Namjoon closed the door, leaving me with drunk Yoongi on the bed.

I sighed as I placed my hands on my waist. I turned around and slowly approached him. I scanned him from head to toe. The reek of alcohol filled my nose as I went closer to him. I sat down on the bed next to him.

He looks so handsome...yet so cold.

I grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine. "Yoongi.." I whispered his name.

"I'm sorry for not coming. You've been so frustrating for the past few weeks." I tightly held his hand. "I didn't know how important it was for you. I'm sorry."

I paused as I felt tears swelling my eyes. "Just please tell me what you feel about me. It's been a long time Yoongi."

Expectedly, no response.

After a few minutes crying on his bed, I let go of his hand and got myself up. I wiped my tears as I got a notepad from his table.

I got a pen and started writing at the top left corner,

Dear Yoongi,

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