The little one had fallen asleep so I put him to bed and continued watching TV.  I was starting to get annoyed that Yoongi was taking so long. When I noticed how late it was I called Yoongi but he didn't pick up.  Now, I was really worried that something bad may have happened.  I turned off the tv and kept glancing out the window willing him to get home.  

In the peaceful quiet of the room my body was giving in to sleep.  I got in bed with the sleeping baby trying not to disturb him.  Unfortunately, my sleep didn't last long when Hwan moved and hit me in the eye.  I got up for my own protection and to look at my painful eye.  I decided it would be safer to sleep in Yoongi's bed instead.

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Yoongi sauntered into his darkened room too tired to undress and certainly not expecting the lump that was now on his bed.   When he sat on the bed, Jennie sat up with a sleepy face and glared at him.  Yoongi couldn't resist her cute face, and with a sleepy drunk grin on his face gave her a kiss on the cheek, dropped back, and passed out.  There was no point in arguing with him now cause he wasn't listening.  Besides, she was so tired she just went back to sleep. 

 The next day she woke up with Yoongi's arms wrapped around her waist and the light knocking on the door of little Hwan.  "Woongi-ssi let me in!"  His little voice called.  

"Get off of me Yoongi!" Jennie said pushing him off her.

"Mmhdkmeabit" Yoongi mumbled. "Stop being so louuuud. My head."

"Let go of me and I'll leave before anyone sees us." She said.

"Why are you in my bed?" He asked.

"I was watching Hwan, remember?"

"Let me sleep Jennie, be quiet and let's cuddle."

"No! I need to go."

"Okay go and come back."

"What?" She asked.

"Don't you want to be with me?" She could barely make out what he was saying.

"I can't talk to you right now. You're lucid dreaming."

"Don't leave me amdidhethidmmmm."  More mumbling.

Jennie escaped his arms finally free to go but before she could break free he grabbed her again. Thankfully, Hwan had stopped knocking and left.  

She relaxed hoping he would let go and asked, "Yoongi, what do you want?"

"I want you," he clearly said!

"I don't know who you think I am but you don't like me, please let go."

She took his arm off and wrapped it around the pillow then she covered him with the blanket.  He looked so much like his little brother like this that she couldn't help give him a little kiss on his cute cheek before she left him.  Luckily she was able to leave the house without being seen.  

On the way home she kept thinking of what he had said.  Were those his true feelings?  She wondered. Or was he thinking of the girl he liked?  So many questions she needed to know, but for now she had to think about how to sneak back into her own house without getting noticed.

Thankfully, it was early enough that her family was still sleeping in on a Sunday morning.  She went to the fridge and got some juice then quickly showered and called her friends.  She wanted to meet up with them to ask them what they thought about Yoongi.  Should she peruse him or not?  She wasn't sure she even liked him, but if she was honest, what he said made her kind of like him.  These kinds of things were best discussed with her best friends.