/DiNa/

Oh I’m so sorry for the late reply п–п I decided it was time to do this request because I have Sugadaddy feels and I don’t know other way to contain them than to write lmao. I’m sorry if I made Yoongi seem bad (we all know he’s the biggest cutie<3)

JUST ANOTHER MISTAKE

author: DiNa
words: 800+
reading time: 5-7 min.
pairing: Suga x Y/N
genre: fluff? angst? wat

I opened my front door ready to kill my idiotic boyfriend for the loud party that he was preparing in our house. For the third time this month.

‘Min Yoongi what the heck do you think you’re doing?’ I asked the moment I saw him putting on a disco ball on the ceiling. 

He jumped but when he realized it was me, he just sighed and continued what he was doing. I was starting to feel the anger boiling in the pit of my stomach but I refused to let it out this easily. I told myself that if he said that he was going to cancel the party, I was just going to let it slide this time so I went ahead and asked him.

‘Suga, I am tired. I don’t want a crazy party right now and I certainly don’t want loud music to pierce my already hurting head so please just cancel this thing and come here to cuddle with me~’

‘No.’

‘I knew you were going to under-..What did you just say? No?’

‘No.’

‘Min Yoongi!’

‘I said ‘no’ for frick’s sake! Just leave me alone and go to sleep if you’re that tired. Oh, and if the music is too loud for your brain you can just borrow my headphones.’

‘You’re such an asshole. I ask you for one thing and you are not willing to do it! Fine! Have your stupid party with your stupid friends in this stupid house but don’t you dare expect your girlfriend to talk to you even again!’

‘Whatever…You always say that and after a day you’re just fine.’ He smirked and without thinking too much, I put my foot under the chair he was using to get to the ceiling and he fell down on his ass. I heard a loud ‘Aish!’ and a door opening and closing a second after that.

I felt that regret was starting to build up in me but I put it away, knowing that he was the one who didn’t care for me in the first place, so why did I have to care for him? 

I sighed because I was sure that even though I was trying really hard not to feel bad, I was going to feel awful for what I did eventually. Slowly I made my way upstairs and layed on my bed. That night I didn’t get any sleep. Yoongi didn’t come back home.

Overal, I was feeling like crap.

It was already about 1:00 o’clock in the afternoon when Yoongi came home. I wanted to run to him and hug him and see if he’s alright but something stopped me: I knew that I was the reason for him leaving yesterday like that so it was not going to be a good idea to face him at that moment. Not that I was able to avoid that.

‘Hoooooooney~ I’m home!’ I heard his husky voice and I immediately knew he was drunk. I decided to ignore him, hoping that he was just going to go to sleep, but then he came to me in the living room. I stiffened without realizing but I kept my eyes glued to the TV.

Suddenly, It started to feel a bit too much to give him the silent treatment when he hugged me from the back and even though he smelled like vodka, he seemed pretty rational at that moment.

‘I’m sorry..’ he murmured. ‘I was just upset.’ I heard a soft chuckle while his breath was tickling my neck. ‘You know I get drunk to forget the problems.’

I finally understood that I couldn’t just ignore him so I turned around and I was face to face with him. I saw his dark undereye circles and the regret I had been feeling the entire day was building more and more…

‘You know that I don’t like it when you’re like this. Why am I here for? Why do you need the comfort from being drunk and not the comfort your girlfriend can give you? Come on, Yoongi… I feel offended. I didn’t know I was this useless.’ My voice was shaky and all I was able to do was just stare into his eyes with the world melting and everything disappearing. It was just me and him. Like it always was in the end.

Just like that my boyfriend hugged me hard and I heard him trying not to cry. ‘I’m so sorry, Y/N.’ 

I grabbed his hand and our fingers intertwined. 

‘Let’s go make you something to drink.’ I pulled him up and just as always I forgave my boyfriend’s mistake.

I knew it was not his last.

But I also knew that I was never going to be able to leave him.