"We shouldn't go out until they leave… and the rumor dies down," he said, scratching his head.
"Do you think that will end anytime soon?" Yoongi said suddenly.
Silence.
We were all sitting in the living room.
I was tired.
So tired.
Then
My phone rang.
No name.
Just a number.
Everyone turned to look at me.
Even him.
That punk.
I swallowed and picked it up.
"…Hello?" I said softly.
"Aren't you coming home?"
My body froze.
Shibal…
I would know that voice anywhere.
That idiot even got my number?
Soo Ryeon… you're dead.
"Why should I?" I snapped.
"Because I miss you."
My grip tightened on the phone.
Slowly…
I turned to Yoongi.
His face
Dark.
Cold.
Dangerous.
Like he was holding something in.
And then I realized
The call was on speaker.
Shit.
"Go to hell," I said and quickly ended the call.
Silence filled the room.
Heavy.
No one spoke.
Then
"Home?" Yoongi repeated slowly.
I didn't answer.
"Is that where you're going?" he asked again.
Still calm.
Too calm.
I stood up.
"I'm going to the washroom" I said.
But before I could move
"Stay."
His voice.
Low.
Firm.
Commanding
I stopped.
My heart beating fast.
"I asked you something," he said, standing up slowly.
"I answered," I muttered. "I told him to go to hell."
"That's not what I asked."
I turned to him.
Is he commanding me?!
"What do you want from me, Yoongi?"
Silence.
His jaw tightened.
Then
"Are you going back to him?"
My chest hurt.
"Why do you care?" I shot back.
The moment the words left my mouth
Regret.
But it was too late.
His eyes changed.
Hurt.
Anger.
Something deeper.
"Fine," he said quietly.
So quiet it scared me.
"Do whatever you want."
He grabbed his jacket.
Walked past me.
Like I didn't exist.
The door opened
Then slammed shut.
BANG.
I flinched.
My chest tightened.
Why does it feel like
Something just broke?
Behind me, the minju and Jimin were silent.
Watching.
Waiting.
.
I didn't turn.
Didn't speak.
I just stood there.
Frozen.
Then slowly…
My phone vibrated again.
Same number.
Again.
Again.
Again.
I stared at it.
My hand shaking.
And then
A message came in.
"If you don't come… I'll come get you."
My breath stopped.
Slowly…
I looked at the door Yoongi just walked out from.
And for the first time
I didn't know who scared me more.
Him…
Or the past that just came back.
And then
The door open again