"yoongi,
i need to tell you something."
i said down the phone,
it shaking in my palm
and sweat sticking it
to my fingers.

"do you want to do it
in person? or on
the phone?"
he asked, sounding
worried by my shaken tone.

"in person. will you come down?"
i asked,
kicking my feet against the wall
to stop myself from tripping

"of course i can,
do you want me to come
now?"
i could hear shuffling
and i knew he was moving.

"now, please. it's important."
i hung up before anything else
could be said,
and instantly i felt ill.

no backing down now.