"Then you shouldn’t have walked me home that night
You shouldn’t have hugged me
Those words you said that made my heart flutter all night
You shouldn’t have said them."

— Baek Ah Yeon ft. Young K "Shouldn't Have..."

"Look, Yoongi, it's a shooting star!" I shouted excitedly as I pointed at the the sudden bright twinkling object flying across the sky. It was a crisp, clear autumn night in Seoul, perfect weather to walk beside the Han River. I tried to enjoy the great weather as much as possible, as it would soon be winter, which sent shivers down my spine. I hated the cold. "Oh wait, I have to make a wish!"

Yoongi had insisted on walking me home after a late night date, even though I refused at first, since I knew he had to get back to his studio as soon as possible. Even though he was slightly behind schedule with his work, and he was also down with a  cold (which usually dampened his mood), he still insisted on going out for a bite to eat, as we had not seen each other all week. 

I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. Many called me childish for believing that an actual shooting star could be seen in Seoul, as the city was always lit brightly all throughout the night, but I ignored them. So what if it was a random satellite just traveling through the sky? A girl could dream, couldn't she?

"I hope Yoongi will get better soon, I hope Yoongi will get better soon, I hope Yoongi will get better soon," I chanted underneath my breath, ignoring the weird looks I was getting from passerbys. I heard Yoongi snort as he finally caught up to me, stopping to look up at the sky as well.

"What are you doing?" He questioned with a teasing tone as I finally opened my eyes. I smiled brightly at him as I poked his cheek, laughing as he swatted my hand away. "It looked like you were casting a spell on the poor squirrel over there."

"I was making a wish on the shooting star, wasn't it obvious?" I pouted as he let out a chuckle, his body shaking as he laughed. My pout grew as he continued to laugh, hands going to his knees to support himself. "H-Hey, it's not that funny."

"A shooting star in Seoul? Daebak," He grinned cheekily at me as he finally caught his breath. I shot him a dirty look as I crossed my arms and started walking ahead. "Babe, where are you going?"

"Somewhere away from you," I shot back, almost regretting making my wish for Yoongi's sake. Stupid Yoongi. I heard footsteps running up to me, soon catching up to my pace.

"Aw, don't be mad babe," He said, slightly whining as he finally caught up. As he tried to make eye contact with me, I turned my head the other way, ignoring him. I heard him chuckle slightly as I refused to look his way. "I think it's adorable how you believe in shooting stars."

"And I think it was stupid for me to waste my wish on you," I huffed as I tried to quicken my pace, although my cheeks burned at his words. He had a tendency to call me adorable whenever I did something out of the ordinary. Like that one time I dragged him to the convenience store to buy cat food for the poor kitten that was wandering the streets of Hongdae during a cold winter night. 

The chilly autumn air blew past me as I walked farther ahead, making me to shiver slightly. I heard footsteps stop behind me, "You made a wish... for me?"

"Just forget it," I dismissed him, getting farther away from him. I puffed my cheeks as the wind continue to blow past me, causing me to wrap my arms around my upper torso. It was only October, why was it so cold already? "I know you've been down lately cause of your cold, so-"

All of a sudden, I was enveloped in a warm embrace from behind, arms wrapping around my own, as a head rested on my shoulder. I shivered as he breathed onto my neck, leaving a soft peck on the nape of my neck. I felt myself leaning towards the welcoming warmth, feeling a slight smile tug at my lips.

"You were worried about me?" He murmured into the crook of my neck, his breath sending shivers down my spine. I unconsciously nodded, enjoying the heat his body was radiating as he pressed himself closer to me. "Are you sure your nickname isn't Suga? Cause that's how sweet you are." 

I giggled at his lame joke, a bright red shade staining my cheeks. Suga was a nickname his friends had given him, and it had started to stick after a while. It got to the point where he started to introduce himself as Suga, and only those close to him could call him Yoongi. "And you made fun of me for believing in shooting stars."

He chuckled as well, and left another soft kiss on my neck. "I think this cold is really getting to me. I don't usually make such lame jokes." He let go, only to turn me around and wrap his left arm around me protectively. As I leaned on his shoulder, he pointed at the twinkling object in the sky.

"Since you made a wish for me, I'll make a wish for you," He grinned cheekily at me as he let go of my shoulder and held my hands tightly, rubbing circles on them with his thumbs. I felt my heart flutter and the butterflies fly in my stomach as he looked me in the eyes, never breaking contact. "I hope you stay the adorable person you are, no matter what. Call me selfish or whatever, but you're so so precious to me, and I hate how you don't see yourself the way I see you. Don't let others put you down. I'll be right beside you always, so don't worry about what they say. If anything, we'll get through it together."

As he said this, he took off his black beanie, the one that he often wore on cold winter days, and placed it on my head. I blushed as he fixed my hair and adjusted the beanie, screaming internally at how cute he looked with all his hair messed up. Yoongi always had a nack for telling when I was cold, since I was so prone to it, and because of this, I had many of his sweaters and jackets in my closet back in my apartment. Once he was satisfied with his work, he patted my cheeks and brought me closer to him. I grinned up at him, feeling slightly light headed from all the warmth that I was recieving. 

He leaned in and our lips met in a chaste kiss, sending sparks flying in my mind. I wrapped my arms around his neck, as he cupped my face, bringing each other closer, and deepening the kiss. We finally parted as we ran out of breath, leaning our foreheads against one another's. 

"Heh, and you called me sweet. They don't call you Suga for nothing," I laughed as we started walking again, hands never leaving each others. My mind whirled and I couldn't help but smile as the words Yoongi had said replayed in my mind. 

"I'm only this sweet to you, babe." He winked at me, and I smiled back at him.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. Groggily, I searched my bed for my phone, finally finding it under my covers. As I finally shut my alarm off, I sighed. No new messages, no missed calls, nothing. I groaned into my pillow, which was still slightly damp from all the crying I had done the night before. After a few minutes of pathetically staring at my phone, hoping, wishing, for a call, maybe even a message, from him, I sighed again, throwing my phone to a random spot on my bed. 

As I finally sat up and stretched, a familiar black beanie slid off my head, plopping onto my lap. I picked up the beanie, feeling its soft, familiar texture, my fingers tracing the simple design imprinted on it. Unconciously, I brought it up to my nose, taking a tiny whiff of the item. It still smelled like him.

"Didn't you say you would be right beside me, always? What happened to that, huh? Talk about a bunch of bull." I muttered as I tossed the beanie across the room, watching as it hit my chair and fell to the floor. My room was a mess as I had tried to make a sense of what happened the other night. The night he walked out my door and never looked back.

What had I done wrong? Did I piss him off? No, I couldn't recall any moment that I had. Was he just tired of me? Was that it? After a year of dating, maybe he was finally done with my strange antics that I always dragged him into. He was probably too embarresed to even be around me. Is that what he meant by he didn't want to hurt me? Maybe all this time, he had endured my strange personality, but had grown tired of dealing with me. So he let me go before it got any worse.

"Well guess what? I'm hurting right now. So, so much." I whispered, as I stared at the beanie on the floor. A tiny part of me still held on to the fact that maybe, just maybe, I was over thinking things, and that there was another reason for him to break up with me. But uneasiness continued to cloud my mind as I bit my lip and tried to hold back another wave of tears.

'No. Don't grab it.' I told myself, but still got up and slowly walked towards the fallen item. What the hell was I doing? I was supposed to be letting go, not pulling back. No no no.

I picked up the beanie, holding it close to my chest, hearing the quiet sobs escabe my lips before actually feeling them. I felt so pathetic in that moment, I couldn't handle it anymore. I buried my face into my arms, waves of emotions rocking my whole body and soul as I cried.

"How are we supposed to get through this together, if you left me here all by myself?" 

"Even if it seems pathetic, I want to ask
What was I to you?
Am I the only one who’s burning up?
I mean it but you…"

jfc this was supposed to be angsty, but somehow I still made it fluffy (in the beginning anyway). I hope you have a general idea of what I meant by "song-inspired' and hopefully it made sense ^^ The lyrics (which will be in red for all the chapters to come) are really beautiful, and Baek Ah Yeon's voice matches perfectly with the song. I hope you can give it a listen, you won't regret it (I hope omg). Also, if any of you are confused, the first part was a memory, and the second part was present time (if that makes sense? let me know if you need any clarifying). Hopefully I'll have the next chapter out in a few days so um yeah woo!!(?)

btw did you guys see the Sick/Dope mv omfg I can't all of them are literally perfect I think im crying????