"There is no story that is not true, The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others." - Chinua Achebe
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏
𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟑𝟎𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐1
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"At least let me walk you home? Please? I can't let you go home late at night like before, it's un-gentleman like of me not to do so." Yoongi and I kept having a disagreement on him walking me back home... I kept saying how it wasn't that far away.
"Yoongi, I'll be fine. It's late and I know you're in need of rest." He just stood there nonchalantly, no movement whatsoever. And I knew he wouldn't take no for an answer. I grunted, running my hand over my face. "Okay! Okay you can walk me home... Does your mother know you're leaving?"
He laughs while he pulled my hand for us to start walking. "I told her an hour before. She likes you, you know, my father has to warm up to you a bit though, don't worry.... He'll get used to you soon enough."
I was unprepared to have met his father.... He was an intimidating man I'll tell you that. Yoongi was just like him, quiet and mysterious. But I knew his father wasn't cold hearted.... He loves his son, and I knew he just wanted to protect him.
"I think this is the first time I'll be seeing your home... Quite exciting." I laughed. We talked and talked while we took in the towns scenery together. Whilst showing him which places I liked to visit.... I was contemplating on taking him to see Constance, I know she'd love him.
I stopped in my tracks once we stepped foot on my gated walkway. "Well this is it... Thank you Yoongi for coming all this way, though you shouldn't have." The sides of my mouth frowned. I opened the gate and held it open for him to go through.
We walked side by side till we neared the front door. "I really enjoyed spending time with your family. Your mom is lovely." I did feel envious because I never got to grow up with a mother figure. So meeting and spending time with his mother really made me feel joyous.
He scratched the back of his neck and chuckled. "I uh... Kind of told her about you the day we first met. You know at the market." I raised my eyebrows.
"Oh really? And what did you tell her about me?" I asked curiously.
"Just that- I met a pretty girl who saved me from getting killed by an old man. Nothing special." I scoffed and punched his chest. "Very funny. You think I'm pretty?" I wiggled my eyebrows in a playful manner.
"No." I frowned. "I think you're beautiful." My face grew warm from the unexpected compliment. "I think you're beautiful too-"
