십: sprouting feelings

"I've forgotten how to be lonely because you're right here with me."


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<YOONGI'S POV>




"hyung?" my eyes locked with Jimin's.


Immediately, I rushed over to the surprised boy, staring at him in panic.


"When did you arrive?" My eyes scanned the place, looking if Aeri was around.


"A few minutes ago. Can I take back something I left the last time we came?" I let go of Jimin as he asks me innocently.


I nodded in response. Jimin then walked over to the bedroom door.





"...oh wait, shit" I was about to stop him when he enters the room.





Aeri's inside.



I bolted into the room, heart quickening its pace.


My tired eyes widened when I saw that the room was empty. Jimin tilted his head, and in his hand was a porn magazine.






"I can explain" he covers his reddened face with his tiny fingers.





"Let me guess, Namjoon sent you to bring it back?" I sighed, leaning on the door in relief.




"I kind of owed him one. By the way, why are you so anxious?" Jimin questioned as he flips over the pages full of bikini girls.



"It's nothing." I ruffled my messy hair, thinking hard. Worry started to occupy my chest. Where did that girl go?





"aish, why do I care so much about her.." I muttered under my breath.


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<YOUR POV>

"Noona, are you okay?" the same boy crawls into the tunnel, patting your knee. He stares at you with wide eyes.



"I'm okay." and by okay you mean you're not since you're kicked out of your rental apartment and you can't find the landlord while your only friend is overseas and you're an unemployed single woman who can't even find a sugar daddy to help you.




"Unnie-ah, do you want to play in the sandbox with us?" another little girl peeked her head in.




"This person needs to find work and a place to stay, but I guess I can play for a while" you giggled at their cute pouty faces.






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"What's that?" the little boy points at the drawing you did on the sand with a nearby twig.




"It's the person I like" you answered, adding two little lines for his eyes.




"He's ugly! And he looks like a turtle!" the girl chuckled.




"He's actually really handsome in real life" you pinched her cheeks.






"is it that hyung?" The boy points behind you.







Immediately, your heart stopped as you felt a presence near you. Turning back, sure enough, it was Yoongi.




"you suck at drawing, that doesn't look like me at all" he crouches down beside you, almost near enough that his shoulder touches yours.




You averted your eyes and regulated your speeding heartbeat.




"Well, it looks like you now" you added a bunch of 'zzZs' and a few sticks of lamb skewers on its hand.






"hyung, do you like noona too?" the little boy tugs his sleeve.






Yoongi and you exchanged glances, and looked away immediately.






"hyung, your heart is beating really fast!" the boy cheekily smiled as he puts his hands on Yoongi's chest.





"keep quiet and go back to your little girlfriend over there" Yoongi nervously stretches his cheeks.



The little boy grabs the girl's hand, walking off slowly.





"hyung, you need to be manly! fighting!" He waved to the both of you.




After a long, awkward silence, Yoongi stands up abruptly, sticking out a hand to you.





"I'm not going back. I'll take care of myself, alright?" You furrowed your brows.






"Just stay with me till you find a place" Yoongi raises his brows, gesturing you to take his hand.






"but-

You were cut off when Yoongi carries you bridal style, firmly holding you closely to him.





"you'll get tired!" your hands flailed around desperately.





"Don't move. And I conserved my energy, it's fine" he replies nonchantly, his grip tightening around you. Your heart started beating like crazy as your face pressed so close to his body.




"why are you so insistent to help me....." your voice was soft, almost inaudible. Yoongi was someone that seems cold from the outside, but he is unexpectantly caring towards you. It's giving you high hopes, and you knew it wasn't good.





"I don't know" Yoongi and you locked eyes as he lowered his head. He continues to walk towards the direction of his house, ignoring the presence of the others.






There was hesitation in his eyes, before Yoongi decided to speak again.
















"I guess I just can't seem to do without you"




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<AUTHOR'S POV>


The girl clenches her fists as she looked through the gallery in her camera. She leans on the wall of the alleyway, anger rising in her chest.




"Have you thought about what to do with her?"



When she looked up, sure enough, it was Eunha. She leaned over to peek at the pictures of Aeri in the photo gallery.





"She's been seducing and lying to my Yoongi" she stares at the camera with murderous eyes.







"You should teach her a lesson" Eunha snickered, lighting a cigarette and plopping it in her mouth.








"How should I do it?" She bites her nails, thinking hard.

















"How about messing her up like you did with her precious Hyuna?" Eunha smirks.




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<YOUR POV>



"you can just sleep here from now on" Yoongi points at his bed, rubbing the back of his neck.



"How about we divide it into half?" you turned back to look at him.



Yoongi's eyes widened again, and he stares at you questionably.



"I may look tired, but I'm still a guy" he reminded you.



"yeah, but we already slept together the last time I forgot my keys" you mentioned, and Yoongi started coughing.



"Can you not phrase it like that?" He averts his eyes shyly, walking towards the drawers.



"But I have to say, your bed is so sofffftttttt~" you rolled around the mattress with your arms spread out, gaining an amused look from Yoongi.



"I told the salesperson that I needed a bed, and she sold me the top grade mattress. It's meant for old people" he answers with a gummy smile.





"Are your joints bad?" His eyes followed your hand as you pressed lightly on his pale arm.





"To be honest, I just bought it because I was too lazy to look at other beds" he says, lying down next to you.




"why kumamon though?" Your hand glided over the kumamon bed sheet.





"Because its stupid and lovable" he answers, eyes fluttering shut.









"And it really reminds me of you."







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A/N: it's the calm before the storm. Stay tuned for the next chapter~

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