The classical BG Romance music filled the luxurious Restaurant, occupying the silent and the empty room. There were no other customers because I booked the whole damn room for myself. Inside the 5 star restaurant was the only empty chairs, tables and the lonely heartbreaking music which was now getting in my nerves, it did not really goes to my mood.

"Aish, this so annoying."

Grinding my teeth, I make an annoying noise with the knife in my hand interacting with the white pale plate which is filled with steak.

Aggressively I cut the meat and shove it into my mouth with the other hand I had the fork.

I couldn't control myself. It always took over me when I'm under stress or upset.

I chewed my meat and swallow it into my throat, moving my hand over to grab the champagne glass. I may be having a disorder. I can't control myself when I fall under stress, and shoving the food, consuming the unnecessary dose, alcohol keeps me distracted.

I was vulnerable and weak, but why does it have to be today? It's my Birthday. Was today supposed to be a special day? No. It's worse.

Baekhyun, the broad meeting and grandpa. Why they all have to be today? I never ask for it.

Why is my fate so cruel to me?

What did I do to deserve such fate?

I called Suran but she won't even pick up my calls. She can be busy with her business but I called her more 10s time, at least I need her by my side to hear me out, even to stay at my sight. I need someone by my side but as always...I am left alone again.

I'm just a lonely soul trying to heal my broken heart which seems impossible.

I hiccup with the food in my mouth as the tears slowly rolled down on my cheek with the scene re-playing again. With the back of my palm, I cover my mouth as the knife was in my hand. I try not to make the noise but the hiccups won't stop.

I keep hiccuping, even the tears won't stop rolling over my cheek no matter how much I control them.

"Drink water."

The deep lazy voice interrupted in, I look up at him, surprised. Of all the people why he's here? Appearing out of nowhere, wearing a baby pink dress code.

The almond eyes traced the red stain of my eyes which was now puffed out. His lazy eyes declaring why he himself why even here, as I was confused too, Why he's here?

The universe must have really hated me.

He was holding a bouquet of red and purple Tulips flower. Another nightmare has come to me to give a reminder again. Why he has that flower? Why it has to be red and purple tulips of all the colours? It annoyed me the most!

He kept the flowers on the table before dragging the seat out and sit before me as I glare at those pretty flowers, which was now laughing at me. The tulip was a mutual enemy of mine.

"Water."

Yoongi said again, distracting me from the Tulips. My hiccups were still on, but instead of obeying him, I grab my Champaign glass.

"Wait, drink the wat..." His words trailed off when I gulp it all down in one shot and it finally releases me from the hiccups.

Heaving an annoying sigh at me, he starts, "Why are you crying again? No way, Is it because of man again."

I glare at him as his words seem to be mocking me.

"Are mocking me? Do I look like a joke to you? Why are you here? Get out of my sight with YOU, AND YOUR DAMN FLOWER!"

That's right I really hate that flower.

"I don't want to be here either if it wasn't for you." He scoffed at my words, and his hand reach out for the bottle of champagne to pour himself a drink but,

I had already finished it.

And that was the second bottle, and you think I'm still sober? I was officially feeling dizzy.

"I never ask your presence. Get lost!" I spat again, with the alcohol doing its magic.

"It's your grandfather. I never wanted to be here either. I came here by the order of your grandfather. Your family must have a speciality in abducting people. And by the way, the bouquet of flower is for you. So take it, nicely."

For me? I scoffed, dropping down utensils on the plates.

"Don't get me wrong," He starts, with an annoying look at me. "It was your grandfather who told me to get you a flower, so I bought the tulips. Thank me, this cost me my pretty penny for those flowers."

Grandpas gonna kill Yoongi for getting a tulips flower on my birthday. But at least, he remembers what today is, my birthday.

A Birthday which I hate from the bottom of my heart.

"Yes, that's right. I was crying over the man again. Does it disgust you? Come on, spat all the dirts on me,.. just like the others." Weeping my tears, I asked. locking my eyes with his, he was tongue-tied at my words, looking offended at me.

I did not say anything wrong. His looked itself say that I was not pleased in his sight.

I want to be alone. At least on this day, I don't want to be with yoongi.

I Hate that looked on everyone eyes set for me.

I broke the eye contact and shift it to the flowers on the table. Slowly my hand trace down and capture it on my fingers.

"Do you know what these flowers mean?" I asked. My eyes set on the red and purple tulips as I slowly begin to pull out the petals one by one, letting them shatter down on the floor.

Yoongi didn't say anything but watched my movement. His arms fold around as he leans back on his chair nonchalantly.

I laughed at my thought and start,

"True Love."

I met yoongi cold eyes again, as it says nothing but watch my movement slowly and slowly ruining the pretty flower into an ugly one.

I continue, "An Undying Love."

"Stop it."

He suddenly holds my wrist from doing any further ugly activity to the poor flowers. Was he finally angry at me? I asked myself, looking at him for an answer.

"It's funny how this flower managed to reach me again on my birthday." I smile bitterly with a tears falling out. The memories and pain arose again as I remember the last memory shared with these flowers.

"Do you know this very day was the day I lost everything?" I began to cry, looking at yoongi brown Ord which seem to be so peaceful looking back at mine. Why isn't he saying anything?

"This was the day my fiancé left me with nothing but the flower which confesses Love."

I sniffed, with a mocking laugh at myself, "A flowers which remind me and mock me, by declaring a false love."

Suddenly, yoongi took the flowers from my hand and throw them in the waste bin which was almost 3meter away. He stood up, left his seat and walk over my side, kneeling down on his one knee as I watch him confused.

His soft warm thump came in to interact with my wet cheeks. He burses my cheek, weeping off the tears. His eyes scared to leave mine.

The next word I heard from him was,

"You can lean on me, y/n."

Immediately I burst out more as I buried my embarrassed face on his neck. My tears and breath touching his tinder skin and his hand move up, stroking my back slowly and gently.

I didn't think of anything but cry in his comfort. I have never even show my tears to Baekhyun, everything time I had to hold it back, scared to show him I was weak, but with Yoongi, I want to be vulnerable.

This was not the first I'm showing my weakness to Yoongi, and everything I do, Yoongi will accept me.

Maybe this is the reason why I want to be vulnerable in his eyes.

It's okay to cry in his arms.

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Broken Tulips: The beautiful curse

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