Yoongi's POV

I woke up at sound of my alarm, I slowly open my eyes and look to the other side of the bed. Jimin's not there, It's been a week since I last seen him. When he got back from the hospital, he didn't leave his brother's room or even talk to us. Even though Jin and Namjoon told us everything is fine, we feel that it's not. The three also blamed their selves because they forgot us that time. I looked at my phone to see the time, it's only 1:00 am I felt my throat became dry so I forcefully drag myself into the kitchen and drink some water.

I heard the door opened and it closed again, the light at front door light up means someone enter our house. I peeked to see who enter our house and see the most beautiful man I've been longing for a week now. 

He sat on the couch, I decided to go and greet him.

"Hey, done practicing?" I asked.

He looked at me shocked. After a minute of staring at each other, he immediately stand up and walk to the stairs but before he take the first step I already grab his wrist and turn him to face me. 

"Why are you avoiding us?" I asked.

He didn't answer.

"Jimin..." I insist.

"Please...hyung, let me go." he said quietly.

"I don't want to." I said and hug him. I don't know why but I feel afraid to let him go.

"Why?" he asked. "If you're doing this because you're pitying me, just let me go. I don't need it." he said.

I shake my head, "No