I was so tired that I didn't even feel the car stop, and somebody lift me out. I expected it to be Yoongi, but instead I looked up and my eyes met Jimin's. My body was so tired that I didn't react, and just drifted asleep once more.

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Y/N P.O.V.

8:00 a.m.

I woke up in an unfamiliar room, and I know for sure it's not Yoongi's. The walls were baby blue, and the carpet was a clean white.  I sit up and look around, only to seek Jimin was sleeping on a chair next to me.Wow, what a look out. I quietly get up, trying not to make a sound, which was not easy for me. Just as I got close to the door, the floorboards creaked under me, waking Jimin up.

"Where are you going?" Jimin asked with a husky morning voice.

"Why was I sleepy in your bed?" I pressed.

"We don't have an extra room and Yoongi won't give up his room, so you had to sleep in mine " he said, still sleepy.

"Whatever,  can I see Yoongi? Where is he?" I asked. I noticed Jimin slowly looking up and down my body, so I grabbed my robe and put it on.

"No, he's at the studio with Namjoon writing a song. It's  just you and me here." He said, scratched the back of his head. I nod and began walking out of the room and Jimin follows me. I decided to look around a bit, just to see what Yoongi's house looked like. Also, I wanted to find the kitchen. Yah bitch is hungry.

" Y/N, what are you doing?" Jimin asked, clearly confused.

"Trying to find the kitchen, obviously." I exclaimed with a sarcastic tone.

"How was I supposed to know what you're thinking!?" Jimin practically yelled, right as I found the kitchen by myself. The kitchen was small, but very homelike. It head white cabinets and counters, as well as an island in the center. I rushed to the largest pantry, in search of food.

THEY HAVE RAMEN! I'M FUCKING LIVING. I quickly grab the chicken ramen and put it in the microwave, making sure to add the water. I eagerly waited by the microwave.

"You must really like ramen huh?" Jimin smirked at me, chuckling under his breath. I looked up at him, and rapidly nodded my head. He chuckled once more and walked into the living room. Having some time to spare before the ramen was done, I decided to quickly change into my daytime wear. I threw on some grayish-black sweatpants, and a light gray sweatshirt. I then walked out to the kitchen once more.

BEep bEeP BEEp

I snap my head towards the microwave, and ran over to grabbed my ramen out of it. I sat down at the mini island. Quickly slurping my ramen, I scrolled through instagram. I immediately  stopped eating, when I noticed a post from him. I immediately unfollowed him on everything.

Maybe I should delete my old instagram and make a new one so he cant find me

I began creating new accounts, and making all of them private. It was about 20 minutes after, when I heard the door open softy. I silently hid behind a door, leaning over slightly, to get a better look. Just as I was about to see the face of the person who walked in, I tipped over, hitting the floor with a thump.

"What are you doing on the floor?" Yoongi questioned, looking down at me with a weird look.

"I thought you were an intruder. I wanted to make sure I didn't  get hurt. Also, you didn't tell me you were coming home, so I didn't know what was going on." I said, embarrassed,  as I picked myself up off the floor.

"Ok? Anyways, where's Jimin? I need to talk to him." Yoongi stated, looking around for Jimin.

"I don't know, I'm not supposed to be babysitting him." I said with a snappy tone.

"Ok snappy eat the rest of your noodles, and hopefully that'll calm you down. " Yoongi jested, pointing his index finger at me. His  face perked up a bit, since he saw Jimin on the couch. Yoongi pulled a very confused Jimin by the arm, and into his room.I pressed my ear against the door, to hear what they're talking about. It was very mumbled, yet I could still here.

"You should be watching out for her not leaving her in the dark. I thought you were on my side" a voice that sounded similar to Yoongi's,  whisper-shouted. This peaking my interest, I pushed my ear further into the door, hoping it would help me hear better. It didn't. Most of the time I was unable to hear the fight/conversation. Murmurs filled my ears, as I waited in anticipation for the next response. Seconds later, the murmurs got louder, and I can now audibly hear them.

"She is not my sister and she's not my responsibility. I don't care about her, just leave me be." Pain shook through me, and I backed away from the door. I would have thought that Jimin and I were patching things up, but I guess not. Gaining my ever-wearing composure, I gave a simple knock on the door, to signal them to stop fighting. I backed away once more, and jumped in the air when the doorbell rang. I sprinted towards the kitchen and sat down at the island. Jimin and Yoongi soon emerged from room.

"Hey... Where's Y/N." Jimin asked, scratched his head as he looked around the hallway. Yoongi just smacked his stomach and told Jimin to get the door. The doorbell was rung once more, and Jimin hurridley opened the door. I tensed up, thinking it was him, but quickly relaxed once I saw it was just the Amazon delivery guy. The guy had a package, which Jimin signed for and grabbed it out of the delivery guy's hands, closing the door as he turned away. He took the package into the kitchen, and began looking for any sharp object to open it with.

"Hey can you move so I can open this ?" he asked sternly, not even bothering to look at me.

"Uum no. I think you're able to open it somewhere else. You'll survive." I said with a pissed tone. He noticed my glaring expression, and headed off to his room, leaving the package unopened.

I continued my eating my room-temperature ramen, and finished up my new social media accounts. Yoongi sluggishly strided into the kitchen, and I found this to be the perfect opportunity.

"Hey Yoongi.. Can I sleep in your room tonight??" I pleaded, giving my best puppy face. Yoongi chuckled softly, and ruffled my hair.

"In most cases I would have said no, but since you're my sister.. I'll it slide for now." He agreed, slightly nodding his head. I gave him a small hug, and continued my bowl of ramen.

10:47 p.m.

I walked over to the living room and noticed Yoongi sleeping on the couch. He looked so peaceful I just want to pinch his cheeks. I ended up walking to Jimin's room so I could grab my stuff and put it in to Yoongi's room.

As I walked into his room, I noticed him fast asleep. I slowly creeped over to my bag, and sifted through it, finding a good pair of pajamas to wear. Just as I found my pajamas, I knocked over something on a table, and ended up waking Jimin.

"Y/N why are you in my room at such a late hour?" he asked confused, tiredness flooding his face.

"I needed my bag. Plus, it's only 11:00 pm it is not late at all." I brushed off, walking out of Jimin's  room, so I could changed into my pajamas. Rushing out of his room, I quietly made my way to the bathroom. I locked the door and slipped off my daytime clothes, and changed into my pajamas. My pajamas consisted of black shorts with white stripes on the sides, and a loose white crop top with lettering on the front.

I continued my nightly routine of thoroughly washing my face, and removing any excess makeup. I then apply my moisturizer, and put my hair up in a quick ponytail. And walked out of the bathroom, making my way towards Yoongi's room.

Yoongi's room was pleasant. Definitely not what I suspected. His walls are white with a gray wall as an accent. A black metal chair was positioned in the corner of the room, adding a nice sense of design to the room. He had no pictures hung up, but only a single picture frame was on his dresser. I slowly strided over to it, taking a closer look. Inside the frame was a picture of Yoongi and I. We must have been only several years old. A bright smile adorned Yoongi and I's features, and a wave of nostalgia hit me.

We were so happy back then...

I carefully placed down the frame, and sauntered over to the nightstand. I plugged in my phone and placed it softly on the table. I heard a soft noise, but I just ignored it, thinking it was just someone in the kitchen. I headed towards the door, made my way over to the bathroom (just to use the restroom once more). I didn't hear anything on the other side of the door, so I just waltzed right in. A flush of humidity hit me right away. Steam pooling out from the shower and out into the hallway. I noticed a figure coming out of the shower, and I immediately knew who it was.....

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Hey guys! This was just a quick filler chapter.. I promise this fic will get better..

Also, sorry this took so long for this to come out. My friend and I procrastinated too much. I was hit by some weird sadness over spring break, so I had no motivation to do anything. Our uploading schedule may be a bit sporadic so don't be too impatient with us.. Thanks.

Anyways, give 'I Feel You' by the Wonder Girls a good ol' listen. Trust me.. It's a bop and a half.