I wonder why things happen, like things that hurt you. Or make you cry. I wonder if God does it for a reason, and if that reason is for the best. I remember the first time I thought I was in love.. I thought I was in love for all the right reasons. I thought it was all I can ask for.

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I stand there trying to decide which cereal to chose. Yeah, I know. Such a big decision. But for a girl who lives alone. That's a big deal. "Lucky Charms... Cinnamon Toast Crunch.." I look at both boxes. "You've got a win win on which ever one you chose. Lucky Charms, can't beat those little marshmallows. But Cinnamon Toast Crunch, the milk tastes amazing after." I turn my head to the voice.

Before me stands a man, maybe a year or two older than me. His dark orbs peer into my hazel ones. "Oh really? So which one do you recommend?" I ask. I honestly haven't flirted with a guy since high school. He taps his chin that had stubble, his face looked a bit ungroomed. He had a bad case of 5 o'clock shadow, and he looked fairly tired.

The bags under his eyes stretched as he smiles. "Well, you can never ever go wrong with Lucky Charms." I'm about to put the Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal box back on the shelf. "But then again..." He says. A flirtatious laugh leaves my lips out of no where. Wow, I guess that I'm back to that old Elisabeth huh?

I quickly take the Lucky Charms box and toss it in my cart. I look over my shoulder as I make my way down the aisle. "Thanks." I say simply throwing him the cutest smile I could cook up. He stands there running his fingers through his hair as a smirk plays across his face.

I continue through the market, trying so hard not to grab random things I don't need. I've got a bad case of that. One time I went to the pet store to get my cat some food and I came out with two fish, that ended up dying the next day.. Ugh. Such a waste of 3 bucks. Three new collars. A fluffy bed and 4 new cat toys. Shit. I almost walked out with a hamster, why I needed one? I have no idea, all this is completely irrelevant.

I'm ripped away from my stupid thoughts as my cart bumps into someone. I mentally scold myself. "I'm so-" He turns with a wide smile. "Seems like you're following me around." He says turning towards me. I almost laugh out loud. "You wish." I say turning my cart around heading to the other end of the aisle.

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Once I finish my shopping I decide to head to the nearest coffee shop. The shop I've gone to for years. I walk into the small place and the cold air from the ace hits me in the face harshly causing my cheeks to hurt. I walk up to the front counter. "Annyeong Elizabeth the usual?" I smile and nod. "Ooh. What's the usual?" I hear in my ear. I turn with my heart pounding as I was startled.

"Now whose following who around?" I ask walking to a free table. He orders his drink then companies me without my permission. "So you come here often?" I pick at my cuticles not looking at him. "Yes." I say simply. I sense him grinning. "So. Lucky Charms what's your real name?" He asks. I continue to look down and brush my hair behind my ear.

There's the shy Elizabeth that I knew would be in there some where dying to come out. "Elizabeth." I say. Not really wanting to continue further with this conversation. "Jason" he says in a husky tone I look up at him. "So Jason. Is that how you get a girls attention? You follow them around?" I ask in a stern tone. His eyebrows go up.

"Excuse me? Can't a guy go through out his day without having some girl assuming outrageous shit? Because for your information I ain't following anyone around. Its a coincidence that I bumped into you, okay? So maybe before you start making people look like fucken creeps, you should stop and think and get the idea that it's possibly a coincidence." He says looking completely pissed.

His words were like a slap in the face, and I feel really messed up. He's about to get up when I grab a hold of his hand. "Jason.. I'm sorry." I spit out. He looks at me his mad expression softening. "I guess... I haven't been in a conversation with a guy in a long time. I suck at flirting." I confess. His eyebrows unknit. "So if you would please forgive me." I say, fighting for him to accept my apology.

He inches forward a bit then sits back down. "Its fine... I shouldn't have been such a dick towards you." He says. "No. Its fine. I was being a bitch so I guess we're even." I say with a smirk. A smile slowly grows on his face. He looks down at my hand still holding his. I slowly pull my hand away from his warmth. I then hear my name be called to get my drink.

I look at him. "I gotta go." I say grinning as I stand to leave. He frowns. "You can't stay for a bit?" He asks. I shake my head. "I'm sorry. I'm in a rush to get home." I tell him. His left eyebrow lifts. "Should have known a pretty girl like you had a boyfriend." He says. My eyebrows knit. "If you count a relationship with my cat. Then I guess you can say he's my boyfriend." He chuckles.

"Cat lady?" He asks as he bites his bottom lip. "No." I laugh "I should go." I say pointing to the front counter. He nods. "It was nice meeting you ... Elizabeth.. Maybe we will crash into each other again." He says. A small grin peeks out from the corners of my mouth, showing my dimples. "Maybe." I say walking over to the counter before leaving the coffee shop.

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"Mittens!" I call as I walk into my apartment with bags in my hands. "Meeew." He calls as he trots out of the kitchen. I close the door with my foot. He rubs himself against my leg and I feel him purring. "Hey buddy ." I say setting my groceries down on the counter. He hops gracefully on the counter and rubs his head on my hand as I put my groceries away.

Once I'm done I pick him up and head over to the living room. "How about a little television before lunch huh?" I ask petting his black coat. My little mittens was all black, except his four feet are white. His green eyes look into mine and a small meow leaves his little furry mouth.

After a hour or two of television I hear a knock at the door. I stand up and Mittens follows me. I look at the peep hole and he smiles at me. My heart flutters. I quickly open the door. "Hey Yoongi what cha doing here?" I notice he has his hands behind his back. "Hey Liz.." He smiles. "I brought.." He pulls out what he had behind his back. I smile at him.

"May I enter?" He asks wiggling his eyebrows, showing me that goofy Yoongi I've grown to love. "The pizza can not you." I say. He stares at me with a straight face. "Please." He begs. I put my hands on my hips and look down at Mittens whose standing next to me. "Should I let him in?" I ask him. He looks up at me and meows. I look up and Yoongi. "Fine." I say.

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"I still can't believe you asked a cat for permission to let me in. Its like that every single time I come over.. Why?" He says chuckling as he bites into his third slice of pizza. I lift an eyebrow at him. "You know Mittens is the man of the house. He must give permission." I say. Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"Well when I'm here I'm the man of the house." He says looking at Mittens whose playing on his scratching post. Mittens looks at Yoongi and hisses. "Okay sorry." Yoongi says throwing up his hands as if surrendering. I laugh. He looks back at me. "You know, he acts more like a human than a cat. Its weird." He says as he wipes his mouth with a napkin. I smile and bite my slice of pizza. "Obviously. He's my baby." I say.

A huge smile compliments his face, and that smile is so contagious it causes me to smile back. Its crazy, I've known Yoongi since I was 17 and nothing has ripped us apart. He looks after me like a brother would a sister.

"So. I was thinking..." He says as he stuffs the last of the slice in his mouth. He has me completely engaged in the conversation, I nod. "We should go and see the cherry blossoms before winter comes and they're gone." He says with stuffed cheeks looking like a hamster. I lean in, his eyes widen and I wonder why.. Did he think I was going to kiss him?

I squish his cheek, feeling the crust inside his skin. "You're so cute Min Yoongi." I say in a baby voice. His face automatically gains color and I feel heat beneath my finger tips as I continue to squish his food filled cheeks. I finally sit back, not wanting to make him feel embarrassed any longer. Even though, its quite funny when he blushes.

He just stares as me, very still and pink. "No need to stay all blushy and stuff Yoongi.. You silly goose. I'm just messing with you." I chuckle as I finish my slice. He swallows his food and slaps his cheek. "Yah. Just forget it.. So what do you say? Let's go see the blossoms... If you want?" He asks. I nod. "Okay. No problem.. When do you plan on going?" I ask.

He taps his chin as he looks up at my ceiling. His light pink bangs parting on his forehead, some hairs even standing up in mid air. It made me chuckle. I lean in again and pat his hair, its extremely soft against my skin. He looks at me. "Yah! Elizabeth! Why must you touch me so much today?" He asks pushing my hand away from his head and he lowers it to look me in the eyes. I can tell he's blushing again.. Why? Why is he blushing so much?

I push the back of my hand against his cheek, its only making him more mad. "Yoongi.. Are you getting sick? You're blushy a lot today..." I move my hand to his other cheek. "And you're fairly warm." I say. He pushes my hand away. "Elizabeth.." He doesn't continue, his stare makes my stomach hurt.

Why is he staring at me like that? I stand up and close the pizza box, "Why must you always paint your hair such strange colors Yoongi?" I ask him trying to get out of this awkward feeling that sits on my shoulders. I feel his gaze burn into my back as I walk into my kitchen, setting the pizza box on my counter. "Oh you know.. The company.." He says.

I forget, Yoongi is a independent rapper now.. After the group he was in.. I think it was called.. Bts? Well.. After they broke up the company gave him an offer to stay and go single. Its what he's always wanted to do, so he took the offer. He's been successful actually. Luckily I get to see him often since they are here in Seoul.

The company is located here so now he can visit me when he's free. Oh, and they made him keep his stage name.. What was that name he got when he got into that group? I remember it was something like.. Sugar?.. Suga! That's his name they made him keep. So that's his permanent stage name. I'm ripped away from my thoughts.

"I was wondering if maybe we can go tomorrow if you're not busy.." He says. I turn and look at him as I lean against the counter, Mittens joins me as he jumps onto the counter. "You kidding me?" I chuckle. He looks at me a bit disappointed. "Of course I can do tomorrow. I don't have anything to do, being that I'm on break from school. So yeah." I say.

A smile spreads his face. "Okay good." He says standing up from the table. I notice him grabbing his coat. I rush over to him, not wanting him to leave. I grab onto his arm. "Hey.. What are you doing?" I ask as I cling to him. He looks down at me surprised. "Leaving.." He says simply. I hug onto him, knowing its his weakness.

"No don't go Min Yoongi.. Stay with me." I pout like a child. "Eli-" I don't let him finish. "Pleeeeeease!?" I cry with my chin on his chest as I look up at him with my arms still around him. His dark eyes peer into mine for a while. "Fine." He says setting his coat back on the rack, I know I've defeated him. I hug him tighter. "Yaaaaaay! Thank you Min Yoongi!" I cheer, and for a second I thought I heard his heart pounding...

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