#screaming crying throwing up this is the THIRD set I've made 'cause I didn't like the others I did and I STILL DON'T LIKE THIS

[94erz]

Color Psychology, Red;

Love, Power, Passion, Confidence, Aggression, Dominance, Attraction, Persuasion, Performance, Energy, Risk-taking, Unapologetic, Intense, Fiery

❤️ Happy Birthday j-hope ❤️

[beautifulfuckup99]

How about a huge fight betweere reader and yoongi.

like crying and breaking stuff around the house and it was so bad that their friends had to interfer and seprate the two before more damage was done.

reader gets w panic attack and yoongi had to step in to help her

Def needing smut somewhere but you work ur magic😉

Aw, I love some good Hurt/Comfort S!X. I've got you covered.

Title: Coming Back to You...

Warning(s): Arguing, Throwing things, Hurt/Comfort, Pan!c Attacks, Angst S!X.

Author's Note: Enjoy!

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"ARE YOU THAT FUCKING DENSE?!" You scream as you grab a random dish from the table that was once set for dinner and now was a crime scene in the making.

"I WAS GONNA TELL YOU!" Yoongi screams back, just as frustrated as you, and that only made you angrier.

"We would like to inform our fans that 'SUGA' has initiated the military ENLISMENT process?!" You recite the beginning of the letter, seeing red. "And where was my letter, huh?!" You snap as you throw the dish at the nearest wall. Yoongi frowns at that and your friends, that had come over to comfort you, jump at the sound of ceramic plates breaking. This was like the third thing you throw...

"'Oh, ARMY, don't worry. Suga will be back in no time'." You mock the letter. "And what about ME? Hm? Cause last time I fucking checked, I'm your GIRLFRIEND! And I had to find out about you leaving ONLINE?!" You scream in pure rage.

"Maybe because you're never around! Always fucking working, we barely talk anymore!" Yoongi shouts, voice hoarse from the argument that's going on a whole hour now, with no sight of stopping. Why would it stop? Both of you felt wronged here. Your friends share a fearful look. A two-year relationship was breaking down in front of them. All because of a few months apart.

You had been busy at work, but when you left for a work trip, you didn't expect to come back to news of Yoongi, who'd also been busy on tour, announcing his enlistment in the military. You let it slide in the beginning. Him traveling for tour and interviews. and never being able to pick up a call. Distance made the heart grow founder, right? But you should've known that stepping back from this relationship for work would be like leaving a slab of meat out in the sun. It would rot away...

"That wasn't just me!" You argue as Yoongi glares at you. "How fucking dare you enlist without talking to me first!" You say as you take a step closer.

"How fucking dare I?! Are you my fucking mother!" He snaps back. "You weren't around! You weren't-" Yoongi licks his lips and pushes his sweaty black hair back from his red face when you cut him off.

"Give me a fucking break! Don't you dare blame this shit on me!" You scream. Yoongi opens his mouth, but you keep going. "I am not one of your fucking fans, Yoongi. And you're not just 'Suga'. You are mine! Mine! How dare you make this choice on your own! Fuck you!" You scream in anger, your heart pounding against your chest. Yoongi turns and punches the nearest wall, making your friends move closer to you both. You had originally decorated this house with the intention of welcoming your boyfriend home, but after word broke, your friends were quick to come over for support. Now they were clearly working as a barrier between you two.

"You were never fucking around! You haven't been around! Every time I called or skyped, nothing! How could I tell you anything when you basically fucking ghosted me! I don't need your permission, this is my life!" He shouts and you stare at him, your face hard.

"Your life? You know what? Yeah. It's your life, and I hope you have a good one, you dick. Cause I'm fucking done!" You say. Yoongi pauses at that and looks at you for a moment before shaking his head in disbelif.

"S-She doesn't... Mean that." Your friend tries as Yoongi looks at you in hurt and anger.

"You know what? I'm done too. Have a great fucking life, Y/N." Yoongi says angrily before storming out, slamming the front door behind him. Your friends watch you closely as you breakdown. With him gone, you now had time to go through what was just said.

"Y/N...?" Your friend whispers as you start panicking. This couldn't be the end...

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Yoongi comes back to the house the second one of your friends was able to pull away from your hyperventilating form long enough to call him. You laid on the bed, wrecked with sobs and your chest felt tight and your heart was racing so fast, you thought it was gonna explode.

There's a knock on the bedroom door and your friend sits up, eyeing Yoongi wirly. "You shouldn't-" He cuts her off. "Get out." He says shortly, making her pause but slowly agree. She gets up and leaves you alone.

"Baby." Yoongi whispers as you cry quietly in your pillow. "Y/N." He whispers.

"No!" You wheeze out. He walks over to the bed and grabs you. You try pushing him away, but he's too firm. He pulls you against his chest and you give in, letting him hold you.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I dropped the ball..." He whispers. "I should've told you. I should've never..." He shuts his eyes. "I just wanted to get it out of the way. I'm so sorry..." He whispers as he rubs your back.

"I'm gonna miss you more." You whine softly as you hold his shirt tight.

"I know, baby. I'm so sorry." He sighs. "I... I won't be leaving yet." He tries as you just shut your eyes, trying to calm your panic down.

"I don't wanna break up..." You sniffle and Yoongi makes you look at him. "I'm sorry I said that-" He cuts you off.

"We both said dumb shit. I... I wouldn't have let you go even if you did mean it though. I love you, Y/N. I should've made it work more. But don't think it's cause I don't love or care. I will always love and care about you. About us." He whispers and you take your first deep breath in who knows how long.

"I love you..." You whisper quietly, too weak to speak at a normal volume anymore. Yoongi leans down and kisses you slowly and softly.

You kiss back slowly and it deepens with neither of you knowing fully who did it. "Let me show you... How sorry I am." Yoongi whispers as he strokes your cheek. "Please?" He whispers and you slowly nod, knowing you both needed to feel loved. He carefully lays you back and you sniffle, needing to feel close to him again. It's been months apart.

It's quiet as you both undress each other. It feels tense with different emotions thick in the air. It feels important. Like something you have to do. You have to prove to each other that you still love each other. Yoongi takes his time to kiss along your body, whispering all the little things he's missed the most about you. You lay back, eyes shut as you just enjoy his lips on you.

Slowly, he works his way down your body and to your legs. He holds them over his shoulder and nuzzles into your inner thigh. "I missed you..." You pant quietly, relaxing more into the sheets as you feel him start to kiss along your wet slot, up and down, making you moan softly, hand going to his hair, easing his headache from arguing earlier.

"Yoongi..." You breathe out as he softly starts to lap at your clit, letting you grind your cunt against his mouth. He was always a fan of tasting you, but tonight... Tonight you knew he was trying to prove a point. That he couldn't live without you.

"Mm..." He mumbles as he wraps his lips around your clit. "I'm the luckiest man on earth." He whispers before he goes back to sucking on your clit, making you moan as your back aches on instinct. You tug at his hair.

"W-Why?" You gasp out as he flicks your clit with his tongue. "Because I get to taste you..." He mumbles against your clit before going back to passionately sucking and lapping at your clit. "Mm... You're my goddess..." He mumbles, his mouth getting wet as he devours you, making you a weak moaning mess.

"I'm sorry for being gone..." He pants against your clit, having the statement come out muffled as he focuses on tonguing your clit faster before sloppily sucking on it some more.

"Baby!" You moan out as you grind faster against his face. "Mm... But I..." He pants. "I'm gonna make it up to you..." He breathes out as your back aches, a whine leaving your throat. "Use me. You can use me..." He mutters as his hand moves down to palm at his dick through his boxers, making you moan louder.

"I-I wanna... Cum on your... Cock..." You gasp out urgently, making him nod fast. He kisses up your body hurriedly and catches your lips in a emotional kiss. You kiss back, just needing to feel close to him again. As you two make out, he slowly slides his cock into you.

"It feels amazing... inside you." He mumbles against your lips as you pull back to moan loudly.

"I-I missed this!" You whimper as he makes you look at you before he starts fucking you, not wanting to waste time or hold back. There was this urgency in the air. An unspoken need to feel good after months of feeling terrible. "M-My Yoongi..." You cry out. That felt like the only thing your brain could register right now...

"Baby. My baby. I-I'm so... I'm sorry..." Yoongi moans in your ear as he starts to pound you. There was no holding back now. No thought of your friends downstairs hearing you. No thought about the fight or the mess that awaited you or the hole he'd put in the wall out of anger, because right now the only thing that mattered was you two. Just you two...

"I don't know... What I must've done... In a past life to have you. But I'm so... Grateful." Yoongi pants out as he makes you look at him by gripping your hair hard. Your eyes roll back as you moan out louder.

"You... You can't... Leave me!" You cry out as you throw your head back while Yoongi marks your neck with bite marks. "Oh god! Oh god!" You finally say.

"I'm not leaving. Never. Cum, baby. Do it..." Yoongi whispers against your neck, fucking you like a Fein. He was addicted. And he knew that face you were making. You were close...

"I-I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming..." You chant as you begin to shake in pleasure and Yoongi doesn't let up.

"I love you. I love you, baby. I love you..." He whispers with this quiet urgency to make you believe those words... Every time he said it, it was like a promise. A promise to be there, a promise to come back to you, a promise to never hurt you like he did tonight.

"Every second... Of every day. Oh, you have no idea... How much I... I..." You make Yoongi look at you as the tears form in his eyes. This wasn't just sex. This was a healing process.

"I know. I know, baby. I-I love you..." You whine softly, willing to go all night, because this feeling... Was addictive...

"I'm so close..." Yoongi pants as he grips your body more, not wanting this to end. It melts your heart...

"Baby! Baby! Cum! Cum, please..." You cry out, making him groan more.

"You want me to cum inside? You want me to breed you, baby?" He shivers as he sits up on his knees, picking you up, hands tight around your hips, and you know they'll be bruises there in the morning, and you don't care. Not when you felt so lightheaded...

"Yes! Cum! Breed me, baby... Please! All for me." You whine as your head rolls back while he forces your hips down on his cock faster.

"Y/N!" He moans out as he cums hard inside on you and you grind hard on him, hands gripping his shoulders as you milk him.

"More! More!" You whine as he lays back, letting you take over now. You two were nowhere near done...

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"You promise it'll just be office?" You whisper as you lay your head on Yoongi's chest, fingertips tracing the scratch marks that littered his pale skin thanks to you. You would feel bad, but... Your skin looked like you were his personal chew toy, so... Call it even.

"I promise. Even if it was an average enlistment, it's not like I'm heading off to war." He snorts and you lightly slap his stomach, making him chuckle.

"I don't care. I'm not a fan, no matter what it consists of." You sigh before looking at him. "Just... You have to come back to me." You whisper and he looks at you lovingly.

"Of course, I will. You're home, Y/N. I'll always come back." He says softly as you shut your eyes in peace.