Min Yoongi has left.

Kim Taehyung is happy.

He should be.

Even when his heart aches like burning fire.

Even when his tears flows like pouring rain.

Even when his smile disappear like thin air.

He is happy.

Even when he loses his interest in singing.

Even when he loses his mood in cooking.

Even when he loses his motivation to step out of the house.

He is happy.

Yes. He thinks so too.

Min Yoongi is finally back home. He hitch a ride straight to his second home. The place where he spend most of the time doing what he love to do and be who he want to be. Yoongi , unable to contain his excitement, grins widely as he opens the door of his buddy , Kim Namjoon's studio. 

" WELCOME HOME !! " 

Everyone is here, welcoming him with their big toothy smiles.

" Hyung i miss you so much !! " Park Jimin hugging him tightly.

" Hey stop it before i get jealous " Jung Hoseok pouts.

 " i didn't know you were the jealous type " Yoongi teasing him.

" I shall let it go since you're my favourite hyung too " joining in their hug.

" Welcome home buddy " giving him a pack on his shoulder.

" Where's Taehyung ? " Jeon Jungkook looking around.

" Yeah why are you back alone ?? We are not expecting you to come back alone " Kim Seokjin his chin.

" Well .. we'll talk about it over dinner tonight. My place at 7 "

Min Yoongi has been avoiding going back home unless necessary since his angel had left. He spends most of the days in his studio, giving  the excuse of time saving on travelling but only he knows the real reason. The truth is he did not want to go back to a cold and empty house and be reminded of his missing angel in every corner of his house.He flickers with his keys in his coat.

He is not ready.

Not ready to go in his house.

Not ready not to feel Taehyung giving him a 'welcome home' kiss at the door.

Not ready not to hear Taehyung laughing at every lame jokes he makes.

Not ready not to find Taehyung falling asleep on the couch when he works late.

Not ready not to smell Taehyung busy cooking his favourite dish in the kitchen.

Not ready not to see Taehyung anywhere in the house.

Not ready.

He is not ready.

" Get a grip . Min Yoongi " He scolds himself as he grab the letters from his mailbox and enter his apartment after much hesitation. Suprisingly, his place is kept neat and tidy. He expects to see the house in a mess and probably some broken furnitures here and there, as Namjoon is the one that he trusts to take care of his house when he's away. 

" Wow . Love can really change a person "

The arrangement in the house is exactly what he left years ago.  He lingers a little longer around Taehyung's favourite seat on the sofa, he opens his wardrobe and gently brush across Taehyung's clothes. He imagine his angel is here, trying out new clothes that he bought.

" Baby do I look in these? " 

Yoongi give a loud sigh and lay down on his bed. His bed holds the most intimate memories. Memories of cuddling,  kissing,  touching or even just whole night of pure pillow talks, is enough for Yoongi to feel how perfect his l