I gulped lightly as I looked at Yoongi hovering above me. It reminded me of the time he first did this.I gulped quietly, but kept my face blank. I wouldn't show him that I was scared in anyway. Yoongi cocked his head to the side and gave me smug grin, the kind that makes you wanna slap someone across the face. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Yoongi rubbed my wrists gently and pulled away.

"You know how bad I can be..." He said deeply and leaned against the wall. I sighed softly and sat up slowly and looked at him. He had his arms crossed and had a blank, but somewhat angry expression on his face. The one he would get when staring someone down. A small fire could be see in his eyes (not literally but you get my point).

His aura orbited around him. It was mysterious with something else. His look would give you shivers if you even glanced at him. He licked the corner of his mouth and shifted his head to another side. I bit the inside of my cheek and watched him. Yoongi watched me with an intense but soft gaze, like he was studying me. He watched me in silence for what seemed like forever. He finally left after nearly an hour.

I laid back onto my bed and closed my eyes. Why was Yoongi being this way lately? Was because how I acted? How else did he expect me to react after he just left without an explanation? He would act the same way if I just left him without an explanation. I laid in bed and just thought about Yoongi. Something was different about him now, I couldn't tell what.

***

Why am I always in these situations with him? I questioned myself as I stared at Yoongi's face, which was directly in front of mine. He huffed angrily. I bit the inside of my cheek as I stared into his eyes.

"What the hell?!" He demanded. I took a deep breath and refused to show him I was scared. He stared deep into my eyes with a burning gaze.

"I didn't do anything..." I said blankly and gave Yoongi a blank stare. He growled lowly, which I found utterly sexy even though he was pissed at me.

"You were fucking smoking!" Yoongi let go of my wrists and backed away. I huffed and gave him an annoyed look.

"Don't act like you haven't done it you hypocrite!" I shot back at him. Yoongi laughed without humor and a hint of annoyance. I crossed my arms and waited for my answer. Yoongi shot me a glare.

"I quit smoking, you have no excuse for even starting" He shot back, his voice as cold as ice. I felt the small pain in my heart from the memories.

"You were why I started..." I grabbed my and and stormed off in a huff. I ran away from Yoongi quickly, ignoring his calls out to me. I ran through traffic, nearly getting hit four times. I kept running till I got home and locked myself in the bathroom. I cried heavily and started to hiccup. I cleaned away my tears messily and slumped to the floor. I curled into a ball and cried more.

***

My eyes slowly opened. My phone buzzing over and over in my pocket. I closed my eyes again and waited for the buzzing to stop. The buzzing continued to go on, almost never ending. I sighed and sat up slowly, my back aching from the position I was laying in. I pulled out my phone and looked at the screen. I had multiple messages from Yoongi. I turned my phone on silent and laid back onto the floor on my back. I closed my eyes and yawned lightly.

I don't understand anything anymore. Ever since Yoongi got back I've just been in more pain than before. Now he's just judging me. At least when he was gone I could cope with it. Seeing him everyday just brings back the painful memories. Sometimes I think I would've been better off if he didn't come back. Like I said earlier, it's like we're bounded together. By barbed wire, every time we try to get free; we just dig our hooks deeper into each other. Not letting the other go or get free, let alone forget us.