"Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round."

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"Yoongi, wake up."

Yoongi stirred in his sleep, opening his puffy eyes.

"Come on sleepy head."

Yoongi could hear your sweet giggles, remembering how you would walk into his room with a cup of coffee ready for him.

He remembers how you looked wearing one of his many big shirts that reached your knees, your hair messy and flowing over one shoulder, your eyes that lit up seeing him cutely bundled up in the blankets.

Your large smile that always made his heart jump, showering him with love.

"Yoongi. Wake up!"

Yoongi jumps up in bed, a frown on his face as he saw his hyung shaking him awake and not you.

There was no coffee.

There was no smile.

There was no you.

"We have to get ready to go home."

Jin walks out of Yoongis room and Yoongi rubs his eyes.

He saw a figure walk by his open bedroom doorway.

A small figure draped in a large white shirt that reached their knees.

Yoongi jumped out of his bed and bolted out of his room to stop short.

He saw Jimin in the large white shirt walking into the bathroom.

Not you.