Temptation [ Min Yoongi | ENG ]

E I G H T E E N

My phone's alarm went off as it does religiously at 7, but the sound was far away, coming from the living room. I opened my eyes confused and noticed Yoongi getting out of bed. Moments later the alarm stopped.

I sat on the bed, stretched and stared at the door for a few seconds until his figure materialized on the portal.

"What time do you start working?"

"Eight and a half..."

"Do you drink coffee in the morning? I didn't see a coffee maker on your counter..."

" No, just tea."

I followed him into the kitchen, taking a pill from one of the counter drawers and swallowing it dry as he filled the kettle for our tea. I found my pack of cigarettes on my coffee table, opened the terrace door, and felt the icy air of a January morning. The darkness outside did not deceive me, I already heard the sound of a city that was awake.

I went back to my room to get my robe and I took his coat too. Heading to the little couch on my terrace.

He found me there, with two cups in his hands, which he handed me to put on his coat.

"Be careful because it's hot."

"But if you're not Sherlock Holmes." I laughed at him as he sat next to me.

"Do you always wake up in a good mood?"

"Apart from the fact that I'm not really awake right now, no. But today I have a good reason to be in a good mood." I continued to smile, resting my cup on the arm of the sofa and taking two cigarettes from my pack.

"Yeah, me too" he smiled as he accepted the cigarette I offered him.

"Are you really going to stop smoking this year?"

"I don't know." He paused to light and drag on the object of our conversation. "I have the interest, but not the motivation."

I understood him perfectly. Since I realized my addiction, I reflect from time to time on giving it up. But I always find a reason to keep smoking.

He said goodbye before I took my shower. His kiss indicated the exact opposite of what he was doing. He wanted to stay.

I spent my morning alternating between refusing to think about him and obsessing about the latest events. Finally I decided to talk about it at once with my psychologist.

I always leave the sessions destroyed, a mixture of relief for having talked about what I needed and an infinite exhaustion for having accessed these questions.

Yoongi

Yoongi
What time is your therapy today?
Can I see you later?
17:34

Roos
I just got out,
but I prefer to be alone afterwards.
We'll talk tomorrow.
19:40

Yoongi
Ok. See you tomorrow at PH?
19:43

Roos
As always...
19:43

I was locking the rear wheel of my bicycle when I saw Dirk's feet stop beside me.

"Hi Roos, are you okay?" He said in a low volume

"Hm hum... how about you, Dirk?" I straightened up and looked at him, a tall, blond guy with huge blue eyes, who expressed all his good-natured way.