This was really painful and Yoongi stared down at the table. Breathing, he could breathe. It wasn't as if he was panicking, it was just a lot. A lot that he hadn't expected. Was Namjoon angry at him for leaving? As if he had had a choice in that.

As if Namjoon had even bothered saying goodbye to him. He still remembered pushing his email address into Namjoon's hand and, after that, the weeks of always booting up the slow computer they had at home, opening his email account with his heart beating up to his throat only for it to be empty or filled with weird penis enlargement spam. Yoongi really thought that he'd be over his feelings for Namjoon by now, but here he was. His heart was beating fast again. "You should move in with your brother. And you should go to the police again, if you see something. Report it. Don't do anything like that again."

He looked up, hoping to catch Namjoon's eyes. "Please."