So  I drive to Yoongi's new house the next day.

He is moving in by himself in some small ass apartment because of University. Graduation is right around the corner and Yoongi wants to get some "independent student discount" or whatever. Anyway. I don't know if that is even a thing, but I'm sure he just wants to be alone.

"My neck hurts like a bitch and you are making me do this," I complain as I am lifting heavy boxes.

Yoongi stands there like a statue and stares at me not concerned or anything. "Why would your neck hurt? You suc-"

"Stop. Don't even say it," I interrupt him and end the unnecessary mouth movement he is trying to accomplish.

A giggle escapes Yoongi's lips and he comes over to me and grabs the boxes out of my hands.

"Just take the small ones, idiot."

Oh yay! Help!

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After 7 hours of dusting and building furniture, midnight struck upon us. Yoongi and I lay on the living room floor, half-dead, exhausted from the amount of work we had to do.

"Your apartment is small, but it sure did take a hell lot of dusting and sweeping," I point out.

Yoongi gets up from the floor and walks towards his new bedroom. "Imma try out my new bed. You are welcome to do so too." 

Of course, immediately after he says that, I follow him inside his bedroom.

We finished organizing everything in his bedroom earlier. It is now basically 100% completed. This week we have to finish the other room and that'll be it. The bathroom is shared with another person that lives in the neighboring 'apartment' or 'room'. Not sure what to call it. Therefore the bathroom doesn't need to be fixed up or anything.

Yoongi aggressively lays on his bed, spreading himself throughout the entire mattress. I stare at him relaxing and fake a cough to make him move.

"I'm not moving. This is too comfy," he says with his eyes closed, his lips barely moving.

I sit on the edge of the bed in silence and stare at my fingertips. A wave of exhaustion hits me and I don't even feel like speaking, to be honest. I feel like not bothering with making him move since he looks so peaceful. I have a clear mind as well.

We sit in silence for a while, so I assume Yoongi has fallen asleep.

He notices that I am just sitting on the edge and staring at the atmosphere, but I have no clue of that. I am spacing out and having some fast coming and going thoughts but nothing really settling for me to ponder over.

I sense him slightly knee me in the back. Not painfully tho. Just tugs me.

I turn my head to look at him.

"You mad or something?" He questions me with a quiet voice.

I shake my head, "No. Just tired," and lift the corner of my lips a bit before looking back down at my hands.

Yoongi raises himself up a bit and grabs my arm. I look at it but am too tired to think about anything or react in any sort of way.

Yoongi pulls my arm and basically lays me on top of him. This doesn't usually happen.

My head rests on his chest, my legs are aligned with his and my boobies are pressed against his abdomen.

"Just sleep," he says.

The moment I feel comfortable, I close my eyes. I am basically passed out in a matter of 2 seconds after that. I felt nothing but comfort coming from Yoongi and that new mattress of his. My body fell heavy and I couldn't. help it.

He pets my hair until I feel myself weightless and it seems like we cuddle through the night.

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In the morning, when I check my messages, I notice a midnight conversation with Jungkook.

It wasn't me having that conversation with Jungkook. It was Yoongi.

All of this happening while I was asleep in his arms.

Text Messages

1AM

jungkook:  r u asleep cutie

you: my eyes are closed, im passed out. thanks for the concern

jungkook: what? lol. you are texting me rn

you: my eyes are closed, I said. I'm sleeping with Yoongi. Problem?

jungkook: what..

you: problem?

jungkook: you are sleeping with yoongi? I see.

you: do you like me or something

jungkook: doesn't matter.

you: then dont ask too many questions

jungkook: Y/N you seem weird.  You don't txt like that

you: good morning idiot club. It's Yoongi

jungkook: aha

you: aha

jungkook: why u on Y/N's phone

you: cuz she asleep ... ON MY BODY

jungkook: lol sure

you: want a pic?

jungkook: yeah sure let me have it to blackmail you

you: twat

jungkook: idiot

you: anyway Im not sending a pic nvm

jungkook: i shoulda come to move in your shit for you, ugly ass mf

you: Y/N's gonna find out you hate me just so you know. Two Faced ass bitch

jungkook: she knows already.

you: oh

jungkook: you want me not to bother her?

you: that'll be nice

jungkook: not gonna happen

you: we'll c

jungkook: whats it to you anyway? u her boyfriend? No. Blood related? No. Who are you? Noone

you: i wont answer to your provocations. go sleep and leave my girl alone

jungkook: your girl? Hear me out right now. NOT YOUR GIRL.

you: not yours either

jungkook: soon to be

you: we'll c

jungkook: you'll c

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After reading the intense conversation, a yell escaped my mouth. Yoongi burst inside the bedroom and stared at me in distress.

"YOONGI WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO JUNGKOOK!?"

My concern was not him swearing at Jungkook, tho.

My concern was the particularly eye-catching words 'my girl' that Yoongi claimed me to be.