"Y/n are you okay? Normally you are cheering and active but today you were quiet."
You looked up at him, surprised he had even noticed you were upset.

You were forever by his side, more like a shadow than anything else. Lingering touches and side glances was the most you ever got whenever you guys were in public. Nothing more than a shadow. You were just there, while Yoongi was getting all this excess attention. Who were you? Nothing. The Shadow. Nothing more, nothing less.
Of course you two were completely different in private; always laughing and joking around. Why couldnt it be like that all the time? It was just too much for you. Your walls were slowly crumbling, you didnt know how much more of it you could take. 

But you felt as though you need to be close to him, always. Like a shadow to its person, you were loyal to Yoongi. The spark had always been there. You had one goal, one goal that you set yourself so that you could never cross that boundary of friendship: Don’t fall in love with him.

You glanced back up at him and he must of seen something in your eyes because he pulled you up, gently, by your arms. He grabbed your hand and lead you into the house, leaving Namjoon and Jimin playing with basketball.
You felt happy and sad at the same time. Happy because it would just be you two, alone. Sad because you didn't think you could tell Yoongi how you felt. 

You see, love transcends the mind. You don't choose who you fall in love with. It was only a matter of time before you accepted your fate, and even longer to realise the love had always been there. And who was the one you had acidentally and unknowingly fallen in love with? Your best friend of course. The one who had been there for you through everything, the one you had grown up with, the one you swore you wouldn't fall in love with.
Yoongi.
He led you into your bedroom and sat down on your bed, pulling you down beside him. You plonked yourself down and willed yourself not to look at him, not wanting him to see your face, the tears you knew would start to form. 
He sighed.
"Y/n. Please tell me what's wrong? I'm supposed to be your best friend. I'm supposed to help you if you ever need it. How can I help if I don't know what's wrong?"
You shook your head. "Yoongi... you won't understand. Its too complicated".

"How can I understand if you won't tell me?" He shuffled closer to you and put his hand gently on your back. You sniffed.
You both just sat in silence for a couple of minutes until you finally took a deep breath. 
"Yoongi. I'm just so fed up with everything; I'm fed up with life."

You knew he wouldnt let you lie anymore so you put down your guard. You looked up into his eyes and you crashed into his chest, the tears falling freely from your eyes. He put his arms around you and held you tight. You buried your face into his t-shirt, making it all wet, but he didnt seem to mind. He just hugged you closer.
He started to rub your back, up and down and that it when you began to relax a bit. He made you feel safe, like nobody could hurt you in the slightest possible way. It was a unique feeling that only Yoongi could give you. He put his chin on the top of your head and you started to calm down even more.
"Its okay now beautiful".

You pulled out of his embrace and looked into his eyes, feeling ever so grateful that he was your best friend. He looked back at you, and you glanced away quickly.