"who's jungkook, jimin?" yoongi asked, closing the door in a thud, waking nayeon up. she rubbed her eyes as she heared yoongi's voice.

"h-hyung.." the younger stuttered again as he held on his knees, trying to stand from the ground.

"yoongi?" nayeon said as she saw yoongi coming in the house, opening the lights that made her squint.

"you're home already?"

the silver haired boy turned his head to nayeon, frowning, staring at him wordlessly. nayeon turned to his right, jimin standing and letting his tears flow out of his eyes. her eyebrows knitted close together in thought.

what the hell is happening?

suddenly, nayeon felt a hand grasp her arm. so sudden that she didn't respond and protest against yoongi, as he held her tightly and pulling her away from the couch where she was sitting.

"wait, yoongi!" she stuttered as she came back to her senses, realizing he already pulled her out of the house. as the both of them were outside, yoongi faced her and took a grip of her shoulders, their faces inches close. the boy's visible breath fanning nayeon's face.

"y-yoongi." she whispered. her shaking hands moving towards his shoulder. as the elder noticed, he dodged and blocked her hands by holding it, his eyes shutting, feeling the coldness of her hands. nayeon felt a flutter in her heart that makes her want to snile.

"go home." yoongi stated as he let go of her hands. "i have to have a word with jimin." he continued as his eyes keep on glancing the door.

"why, is there anything wrong? why is jimin crying?"

"just go home, nayeon." he whispered, looking into a different direction.

"i'm not going home until you tell me the reason why jimin is crying." nayeon stated stubbornly as she crossed her arms in her chest. the boy clicked his tongue as he rolled his eyes and sighed heavily.

"tomorrow, i'll tell you something." he pulled his hand out of his pocket and patted her head.

"what is it?"
"i said tomorow, don't be so stubborn."
"no, tell me why jimin is crying!"

"nayeon." yoongi gritted his teeth, giving her a glare.

bitch, don't tell me then!

"fine!" she muttered soulessly. yoongi sighed and massaged his temples as he watched nayeon marched her way to the village's exit.

"is she gone?" jimin from behind asked as he ran towards yoongi. the elder turned at jimin's direction and smiled.

"yeah." he breathed and clinged his arm against jimin's shoulders. "and i would say, you were a great actor." yoongi complimented the younger and laughed.

"i know." jimin whispered as he wiped the remaining tears in his eye.

"thanks bro." the elder said, tapping the brown haired boy in the arm. instead of saying a word, he replied a brilliant smile.

Π;

the next day, as promised, nayeon went to yoongi's place. she was already at the entrance, her heart starting to beat crazily. she touched her throat as the beating came up to her throat, making it hard for her to gulp a big lump in her throat down her chest.

the girl heaved a sigh and smiled, preparing herself. she turned the knob and opened the door, slightly and right for her to see what is inside.

seeing yoongi sleeping in the couch was the cutest thing that nayeon saw. his kneess bended, almost touching his chest and him, hugging a kumamon bear and he, on his loose and comfy pjs.

nayeon giggled as she went in and closing the door behind her slowly, not making a sound. she made her way to the couch and sat at the floor, leveling the boy's face. she smiled and moved the stray hairs that blocked his eyes to the side of his head.

yoongi stirred from his sleep as he felt nayeon's fingers lingering into his forehead. he opened his eyes and smiled, seeing nayeon infront of him, on the first thing on the morning.

"rise and shine, motherfucka." nayeon blurted as she moved her face towards his. he grinned and his eyes turned into thin moon-like crests that made nayeon's heart flutter a little.

"good morning, darling." he said, his voice kind of raspy; thing that they call 'bed voice'.

holy, that was hot

he sat up and rubbed his eyes, looked down unenthusiastically to nayeon who was watching him.

he bent his back down, towards the girl and rested his elbows to his thighs.

"you haven't eaten yet?" yoongi asked and nayeon bobbed her head, agreeing. the boy stood and lent his hand to nayeon who was still on the floor.

"where are we going?" she asked, looking at the hand and to the silver haired boy.

"lets eat together." he offered lislessly. nayeon pressed her lips together, forming a thin line.

"ogay." and she held yoongi's hand helping her stand, and pulling her into the kitchen.

Π;

"wow, you make great coffee!" nayeon exclaimed as she took a sip in her drink. yoongi smiled as he placed another cup to the table standing before nayeon.

"really? gee, thanks" he whispered. he stared at her for a while as she ate the bacon pancakes he made just for her, suprisingly, him knowing what are her favorites.

"i haven't eaten this for years, my dad usually makes these for me. my mom is horrible in making bacon pancakes." she recalled as she chewed on them. "she just burns the whole thing, tragic isn't it?" she continued.

yoongi pulled the chair from the table and sat on it, smiling at how good he is a cooking, fortunately.

the girl squirmed and shook her hips in her seat as she held her cheeks, feeling better than ever as the food ran down her stomach.

"oh my, you make good pancakes. i love you for doing this." she grinned as she pushed her fork into the food. yoongi paused from eating as he heard her mumbling something.

"you said something?" he asked but she nervously shook her head.

"no i didn't say anything." she denied, acting like she didn't say anything that would make her hide in a 10 feet hole forever.

yoongi suddenly laughed that made her stop from eating. her nose scrunching up as she's getting annoyed at his laugh.

"what now!" she screamed as she put the untensils on the table in a thud, but the laughing didn't stop.

"why do you keep on teasing me, i don't like it!"

"but i like you, you dumbfuck." he said, keeping his voice low. nayeon's heart skipped a beat and didn't say a thing.

"its just that you were so cute when you're annoyed, your brows will meet each other then your nose scrunches up—ow!" he yelp in pain as he received a crusty slap from nayeon. he looked at her, touching his cheek. it was indeed painful.

what surprised him was she didn't look angry, but tears started flowing out of her eyes. yoongi panicked, stood up and went to nayeon.

"hey, dont cry! i was the one who should be crying right now—"

"you bitch!" nayeon screamed, crying even more. yoongi came up to her, hugging her shoulders from the back. nayeon cried harder and hastily removed yoongi's arms from her shoulders.

"why are you crying?"

"i was waiting for you to say that!" nayeon cries out. he stared at her, wondering what she meant.

"which was it? that you're cute when you're annoyed?" he asked, his hand scratching the back of his head.

"no!"

"then why are you crying all of a sudden?" he asked again, getting kind of fustrated because of guessing.

"because i like you too, gummy turtle!" she screamed and cried again. yoongi smiled, brighter than the other smiles he have given to her.

he then went to her and hugged her again, resting his chin to her shoulder, both of their hands intertwined. she cried even more, yoongi shushed as he swayed side to side, humming a tune.

"lets stay in this position for a while." he whispered through her ear, closing his eyes. instead of crying again, nayeon gave up to his arms and closed her eyes, making soft sniffles and they both snuggled in the kitchen.

"my life is smeared with my handsomeness."

"oh shut up."

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my dad is yelling at me so i have to write under my blankets again ugh

anywhore,

im sorry nayeon is such a crybaby idek. but tysm for the 7k votes :'))