After the small fight with Jimin, I decided to drop by the music room to reflect upon my actions.

I sat down in front of the old couch, tucking my knees under my chin and resting my forehead against my arms.

I felt bad, for hurting Jimin, who was usually very giddy, and probably the rest of my friends.

"You okay there?" A voice asked.

It was a lot closer than I expected, shifting my body to be met with the close proximity of Yoongi's face.

I mumbled a few incoherent words and closed my eyes.

His hand hesitantly graised my shoulder. I chuckled at his clumsy attempt at comforting me.

"I'm fine." I said, trying to hide my nuckles to the best of my ability.

He noticed and grabbed onto my wrist, pulling them towards him.

I stayed laying down as he grabbed onto my hands somewhat gently.

"Damn, cleaning fairy can fight." He said.

I chuckled and opened my eyes, meeting his dark ones.

He examined my bruised hands before fidgeting with the sleeve of my sweater.

"Isn't this mine?" He asked.

I sat up and pulled the tag infront of my eyes.

Min Yoongi.

My eyes widened.

"Oh. It is." I said.

He laughed, I joined soon after and we simply enjoyed the moment loudly.

I stood up, pulling him standing with me and noticing for the first time his hand that was still clammed onto mine.

He apparently noticed too as he pulled away, not meeting my eyes.

I chuckled at his shyness and just let him be in front of me as I took the sweater off.

"Woah! What are you doing?!"He asked surprisedly, as he stepped back, shielding his eyes with his hands.

I looked at him weirdly as I pulled my arms out of the fabric.

"I'm giving you your sweater back." I said, it seemed pretty obvious to me.

"D-don't just randomly undress when a guy is in the rom!" He said.

I blinked a few times, to be honest I didn't see where the problem was, I walked around in my underwear when I chilled at the boy's house and they never had a problem with it.

"Wae? It's not like I'm naked." I said with a slight chuckled as I threw him his sweater.

"Yujin! You should be more careful around boys." He said, his voice sounding like a mutter.

"Why should I? I hang out with guys all the time and even if I was lying on a bed with some sexy ass laungery they would still push me over to lay on the bed." I joked slightly.

Though it was, sadly, pretty accurate.

He surprisingly laughed, and i held my breath to hear the sweet sound better, looking over at his face contorted into a gummy smile.

"You know, you should smile more. It really does light up a room, kind of like fireflies."

I said, voice soft. He stopped laughing, looking at me with slightly surprised eyes.

"You." He started, deep and scratchy voice in the thin air. "You light up the room with yours too, like a sparkle stick"

We both chuckled.

***

"Damn it you sparkle in my eyes now, it makes my heart splutter."

THE END