I wake up in the morning in his arms. I snuggle closer to him. I'm surprised when I feel that I'm clothed. I pick up and look under the sheets. I'm in one of his shirts. I smile. I turn and look at his sleeping face. I turn to lay on my side. I run my fingers through his hair. I see him smile, he hums. "Good morning beautiful." He says in a deep groggy voice. His eyes slowly opening.

"Good morning." I smile. He presses his lips against mine. His arms tighten around me, his hands running up and down my back. He slowly pulls away then buries his face in my neck. I comb my fingers through his hair.

I feel his hand go underneath the shirt, running his fingers along my back. I feel that last night has brought us close together. I was all worried for nothing. I feel his light kisses. The remembrance of last night comes over my thoughts. His breath gave me shivers down my spine.

I feel my breath elevating as his other hand grips my thigh. His hand that ran down my back pulled me closer to his body. I bite down slightly on my lip as the sensations stream back into my body. I surprise him as I slide down so that we're face to face. Since his hand was in the shirt, it caused it to raise up to my chest.

Were we going to do this again? My body had a mind of its own, my hands lifting his shirt over my head. His chest pressing against mine. The sensation of him being against me would soon be a familiar one, I'd hope.

"Why don't I finish off what I started last night?" He asks in a deep whisper. I wondered what he meant by that. Finish? Finish what? I see him lower deep into the covers, my eyes widen in surprise. Soon I feel his lips against me. A whimper leaves my lips. I feel his hands grip my hips.

**

"No actually I heard she's like.. Pregnant now and has three kids with that one guy that was like... The last in our class." My eyes widen at his words. "Three kids?" I ask. He nods. My nose crunches and I look down at my plate in front of me.

We sit in our favorite dinner, we've come here for years that all the employees know our names and what we usually order. It had been a crazy morning, thinking about it makes me blush.

"Don't you ever wonder what they're up to?" I ask. He stares out the window, mindlessly. "Yeah.. I do sometimes.." He shrugs. "They were like brothers to me. But we all wanted different things." He says. I search in his eyes, and what I found was sadness. "The last time I saw them all together was Jungkooks wedding.. I hear Jimin and him keep in touch though.. Figures. They were closer to each other than any of us."

His eyes follow the cars outside. "But hey. As long as they're happy.. I'm happy. This how life goes." He looks at me. "Maybe sometimes I wonder if they'll come back.. And we'll all be okay again." He looks down at his plate. "But then I remember all the.." He looks mad, more sad than before. "I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have asked." I touch his hand that was stabbing his eggs with the fork in his tight grasp.

He slowly releases. "No. Its fine. Even after two years I guess the wounds are still fresh. That group took a huge chunk of my life. A chunk of my life I'd never want to forget." I frown. "And I'm sure they feel the same Yoongi." He nods slightly.

"You know.. The day I confessed to you I was so scared." He starts. "Scared that you'd regect me, and tell me that I was crazy for loving you like I do." He chuckles. "By you surprised me when you confessed back." I see the color in his eyes and my stomach starts to tingle. "I'm happy you were my first Elizabeth. You're special to me in every way possible." I can't help but smile.

"You always butter me up with your soothing words." I say. He touches me hand. "I love you." He says. I smile wider. "I love you too Min Yoongi." Our sweet session was interrupted. He looks down at his phone. "Awe baby. I got to go back to the studio. I had finally finished Agust D yesterday morning and luckily my sound guys were free so we're going straight to recording." He smiles. "You don't mind if I drop you at home right?" He asks. "I want it to be a surprise." His eyes light up.

I chuckle. "Of course I don't mind. I have to feed mittens anyways." I nod. "Okay. We should go." I raise an eyebrow. His face heats up really quick. "After we finish eating of course." He blushes. I chuckle.

**

"Okay. I'll see you later babe." He kisses my lips. I kiss him for a long time before slowly pulling away. "I love you." He says quietly. I smile. "I love you too." I get out of the car and he waves to me. I walk up to my door step and unlock my door. I turn and throw him a smile and he returns it before driving off.

**

I lay there for a while on my couch. Mittens lays on my lap giving me warmth. I stare mindlessly as the stupid show that was on my television screen. I needed something to do.

Just then I hear a knock at my apartment door. It must be Yoongi, so I pick up Mittens who meows sadly and set him on the couch where he just lays down quietly. I stand up and head over to the door. I peek through the peep hole, his blonde hair was all I needed to see to know it was him. I feel my face tighten with happiness as I can't help but smile. I instantly open the door.

"Yoongi." I greet. He looks at me for a second then instantly looks away. My eyebrows knit and my smile goes away. "Is something wrong? Do you want to come in and talk about it." I ask, eager to find out what was wrong, because I knew for a fact that there was something wrong. I've known him for years and I knew when he was having problems. "No." He says coldly. I'm taken aback by his tone.

"Yoongi. What's wrong? Why are you talking to me like this?" I ask. He doesn't even look at at me. "Look, I just wanted to come over real quick and talk about us." The way he said that made my stomach churn, in a bad way. "What about us? You could at least-" ," We're over." He says like nothing.

I feel my breath hitch. "What?" I ask, my heart pounding. He finally looks at me, "We're over." He says again, the second time those words left his lips it hurt my heart ten times as much. "Why? What-"," Look Elizabeth.." He goes with my full name and not my nickname, just the way he said my name gave me a sickening feeling. It wasn't even the sweet way that he'd usually say it, like sweet honey on the tip of your tongue. Instead it was cold, like a way a parent would say their child's name when their mad. "I just feel like it was a mistake. Everything about us was a mistake." I can't believe his words, how he just said them without hesitation.

I feel my eyes watering. "B-but.. You confessed and-" ,"That's before I realized that it was wrong." He says. My breathing becomes hard, I feel light headed. "So last night.." I start. "What was that? Huh? This morning?" His face had no expression. "It was nothing to me." He shakes his head. I feel like I had been violated in a trillion different ways. "So I was your way out of getting out of being a 25 year old virgin?" I ask, hating the words that leave my lips. It was like I was drinking a cup of snake venom. My throat wanted to sore up and prevent me from breathing. "So.. What happened to 'I love you so much Elizabeth. So much. And its not just because of tonight. I've loved you all my life. And I'll never stop loving you.' What does that mean to you? Nothing?" I ask. He says nothing.

I knew this was my time to tell him, to let out everything. To let him to know he's hurt me beyond repair. "I don't understand Yoongi. You confess to me that you love me. Stand up for me. Make love to me, or what ever you call that. Since obviously this isn't love to you." I feel my throat soring. "I love you Yoongi.. So much it's killing me to stand here in front of you and hear you say words I wouldn't have thought you'd be capable of saying." I shake my head and look down. "I thought you loved me... I thought that our friendship at least meant something to you. Maybe enough to think twice about your choice in words and way of dealing with this." I bite my lip and look up.

"But I give you points on having the guts on telling me in person other then over text." Our eyes meet. My heart still fluttered, my stomach still tingled, my lips still craved his taste, my skin desperate for his touch. And most of all, my mind still wanted this to be a dream, my ears wanted to believe that this wasn't real, that all the words that had left his lips that I loved so much, were lies. "And I'm gonna hate myself for what will become of me once you leave my door step." I pause. My next question hurts to even think about it. "You don't love me do you?"

He doesn't say anything, and I knew that this was it. "So this has nothing to do with your manager?" I blink back tears. "Of course not. I got mad at him for no reason, he actually made me realize that if I keep you around I'll continue to have bad publicity. And honestly, my career is much more important than-","Than me." I cut him off. He doesn't correct me.

He needs to leave right now before I break down in front of him. "So I should go.. I have to work on my new mixtape." He shrugs as if he was going to give me an option to ask him to stay. Which I wasn't going to, I wanted him out of my face. "Yeah. Have fun with that." I try to say as cold as I could, but I knew I sounded broken, because that's what I was.

He turned his back to me, not even able to look me in the eyes. "Bye." Is all he says before walking off my door step and disappearing down the sidewalk. I let in a breath that sounded like hiccups. I close the door and fall against it. I cup my face with my hands, even though people coupdn me I felt like I was pathetic. My tears can't stop, I can't even breathe. I slowly slide down the door, I jump to the sound of numerous car horns.

What ever was happening in the outside world I didn't care. Soon my quiet sobs become loud throaty cries. I feel warmth against my arms that still cup my face. I slowly drop my hands, still crying I open my eyes and its obviously Mittens. He has his little mouse toy in his mouth. I cry even harder, its one that Yoongi got him when he turned three.

I sit there and cry for almost an hour until I decide to go to bed and cry myself to sleep.

I was beyond confused with all of this. I knew that there was no way I'd heal from this excruciating pain. I lay there in bed unable to breathe from my nose. My eyes sore, no longer producing tears. I pull myself into the fetal position. My breath only small hiccups for air. The world around me was cold without him holding me, with out his heart beat, his breath, his kiss.

"I love you so much Elizabeth. I've loved you all my life. Nothing would stop me from loving you. You're mine.. And only mine." Comes into my head. I hated my brain for it. If it was trying to tell me that Yoongi still loved me it was wrong, it was so wrong.

I knew when I woke up in the morning it would hit me like a bus.

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So. This chapter though. It was so hard for me to write this chapter because of the emotion.

Do you guys still ship Elizabeth and Yoongi?

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So Idk if you've noticed but I'm working on one book at a time with my three that I'm working on. So I'm going to complete this one and then go into the next, Tae or Jin? Comment, idk which one to work on after this one, your opinions mean a lot to me and help me out.

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