5 (오)

Two months later

-HYUUUUUUUNG!

-Yes Yoon? Did something happen. I ask when I get to the bathroom.

-Help, I didn't deal with the paint.

-Of Yoon.

If you are wondering what to do, simple answer. Yoongi has a basketball game tomorrow, and they both want a change, I painted myself dark brown and Yoongi blond. And I know that hair dye has nothing to do with the basketball game, but what do you want me to do, if Yoon wanted to dye, who am I to stop him? But still, he looks good blond, even if the brunette catches him better, I don't complain about the bond, he walks with his skin white as sugar.

Two months ago, it was our debut, and Yoongi moved in with me. But he still works like a cafe, even though I explained to him that there is no need.

After I finished painting my little cat, I went to the room, when I sat in bed, I see Yoonie with a towel around his neck, and another towel in his hand, already knowing what it means.

He comes to the bed, and sits on the carpet, leaning against the bed, me putting my feet on either side of his little body. They take the towel from his hand and begin to dry his hair carefully.

-You're coming to the game tomorrow, aren't you?

-Of course yes. How can I miss something like that?

-I can not wait.

-You know Yoon, you look good blonde, it goes perfectly with your skin white as sugar and the eyes of a wonderful brown.

-Yaa, Hyung, stop it. he gets up from the floor and sits on the bed next to me.

I took him in my arms and gave him a kiss on the forehead. I see him in a helmet, I lifted him in my arms, and I carefully placed him in bed, I sat next to him.

After about an hour or so, I feel something in my arms. I look up and see Yoon. I have arms for him too.

It's so small and fluffy.

In the morning she comes too, I waking up first, I wanted to get up, but a small being wouldn't let me go. When I tried to move a little, I received some nice grunts in response. He looks so cute, I felt sorry for waking him up, but anyway, there's still time until the match.

When I manage to free myself from Yoongi's arms, I go to the kitchen to make the little one, only this time I made eggs with bacon and an American cup. In time, I learned the American recipe from the outside. Ever since Yoongi moved in with me, I've been making him an American every morning, and he's got them in a thermos at university.

When I'm done, I think about waking him up or taking him to his room. I decide to wake him up better, being aware that he will be super grumpy.

When I entered the room, Yoongi slept without any stress. I walk next to him, and I sit on the edge of the bed.

-YoonYoon, come on. You have to be in shape today.

-Mmmm

-YoonYoon! Hai te rooooog.

-Hyuung ~~~.

-YesYoon, please come up.

-Hm? he asks when he raises his head.

-I did the little jun.

-I'm coming now.

I arrive in the kitchen and wait for little YoonYoon to come, when he enters the kitchen, he rubs his eyes with his hand, he was still wearing pajamas made of a "stolen" T-shirt from me, black and some black sweatpants. We sit down at the table and start eating and talking to pass the time.

When I finished, Yoongi went to change, leaving me to gather the table.

After about 30 minutes, a Yoongi dressed in a black sweatshirt, a pair of light blue knee-length jeans, and some white socks appear. When I saw him, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I come back to reality when a hand flutters in front of me.

-Hm?

-Hyung, aren't you changing? You're still in your pajamas.

When I heard what he was saying, I looked at how he was dressed, wearing gray sweatpants, and an oversized white T-shirt.

-Oh, I'll be right back. They ran to the room, and since I have two left legs, I was about to trip twice, and I could hear Yoon laughing.

When I left the room, I was wearing a gray Puma sweatshirt, black jeans and black socks. When I got back to the living room, I could see Yoon playing on the phone, with a black backpack next to him.

-Ready?

-Yes, let's go. I say and go to the special shoe cabinet, where I take out two pairs of Nike shoes, one cream and one black, I wear the cream one, and Yoon the black one.

When I got to the game room, Yoongi went to his team, the Gangnam Lakers, and I went to sit somewhere where I could see him very well.

The match has started .... it hasn't been long since the beginning, and I can already see YoonYoon throwing balls after balls.

As it happens in the rare times, when the ball was thrown a bit awful, I landed in the stands, and my luck was like, I caught it. It was nice, especially since I was in row 4, and it was very clear from there, I could see Yoongi perfectly from where I was sitting.

One morning, when I was walking in the park with Holly and Moonie, Yoongi would take a basketball with him. We played for hours.

When the match was over, to my surprise, I was allowed to enter the field. I ran in a heartbeat to Yoongi, and I carried him in my arms.

-You were amazing. I say and pick him up.

-I can say that I trained with the right person.

-AAAAAA ALA E AGUST D ?! there is a shout from the stands, and we both turn our heads in the direction of the shout.

-Oh shit. I say and run to the locker room, still with Yoongi in my arms.

-Who would have thought that someone would recognize me? Yoongi says and a colorful laugh erupts.

-I seem to see in the news: "The great rapper Agust D, surprised by the fans, in the arms of the famous rapper and composer, RM, at the basketball match of Agust D. Is something happening between the two rappers?"

-If it were such news, not only will I sit with popcorn in my arms watching some fans cringe, but the manager will make us big heads.

-Eh, at least now let's forget about other things and focus on victory.

After Yoongi shuddered to change everything, we headed home.

The whole road was in total silence, a silence that makes you think.

When I took him in my arms, he didn't protest, he even took me back. I would have liked to kiss him there and then, but he managed to control me.

Honestly, I'm starting to have feelings for Yoongi, but not from the ones my brothers have, a little more. I want Yoongi just for me, and not to share it with anyone.

When I got to the apartment, Yoongi went to take a shower, and I went out like Holly and Moonie in front of the block.

When I returned, I found Yoongi sleeping on the couch, and cartoons were running on TV. I let the puppies go, turned off the TV, and went and took Yoongi in his arms, taking him to the room. Even if at one point, Yoongi sleeps with me, sneaks out at night, falls asleep on the couch, or finds excuses, and ends up sleeping with me.