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𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱

9/15/2019

Yoongi was over at my place with his sister since he and I were grouped together for a class project for history. I don't know why we didn't go over to his house, but I didn't feel like asking questions.

As I was getting something for the project someone bumped into me making me fall on my bum and dropped whatever was in my hands. It was (Y/N). She held her fragile hand out to me to help me up. I grabbed her hand and she pulled me up.

I just stood there looking into her star glistening eyes. I bit my lip out of frustration. I really want to kiss her but I have this feeling that she does not care about my feelings. I said a small thank you and picked up the things I dropped. She just fled to the bathroom with her bag. I guess it's that time of the month.

I head back to my room where Yoongi is looking up information about the project.

•••

By the time the project was done, it was 6:23 pm. Yoongi and his sister stayed a little longer. His sister was in one of the guest's bedrooms at the moment and Yoongi and I started a conversation.

"Hey, Yoongi?" I spoke in a whisper, " Does your sister like me?"

"Hobi that's for you to find out and for me to never tell."

"Aw but Yoong-"

"Sorry but you have to find out by yourself. Either if it's by asking her out or something. All I ask is don't break her heart. It's been broken many times already. And also may we spend the night tonight? We already have clothes for tomorrow."

"The company would be great since I do live alone."

I gave my bed to yoongi to sleep into the night and the guest bedroom for(Y/N), so brought some blankets to the sofa and sat down and played a little bit on my phone.

I heard what sounded like a pot being dropped on the floor from the kitchen, so I do what most grownups are supposed to do... Investigate.

No lie but my mind was roaming at the thought of an intruder in the kitchen trying to steal my sprite. When I stepped foot into the kitchen I saw (Y/N) trying to grab the smallest kitchen knife sense there was a rack on the wall for my knives. They were pretty high up for her.

"Hey, (Y/N)! What are you doing in the kitchen?" she quickly turned around and looked at me as if she had done something wrong.

"I..." she had pause for a moment as if she was thinking. "I-I was g-going to make something to e-ea-eat."

"Here let me help! What are you planning on making?"

"Maybe some... K-kimchi fried rice?"

"OK LETSSS GOOO!!!"

•••

"That was SO GOOOOD!!"

"Then get you some more, " she had that beautiful smile on her face that I always admired.

"I'm going to put up the food and then head to bed." I stud up to only be dragged back down. She held my wrist down on the table. I looked at her with a confused expression.

She looked down and started twiddle with her thumbs, "Can you sleep with me tonight? It's not th-that I'm scared. It'just that I-i don't like the d-dark."

"Sure why not... would you like me to sleep on the floor? Because I am a guy and your brother might get the wrong idea."

"I could care less what my brother thinks and plus I would feel bad if you slept on the floor... so just sl-sleep on the b-bed."

I put up the food and got my stuff from the living room then we headed to the guest bedroom where we cuddled in bed.

𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.