just one day

83.

Whelp, this was awkward wasn't it. I had tried to come up with different reasons or excuses on what I had said early but only came down to one thing, which is the truth.

You still love him, Maya.

Have you ever once not thing of him and how much you missed him during those 6 years?

Are you willing to let everything go so you can finally be happy like you know you should be?

My eyes shift away from the window to look to Yoongi who sat quietly listening to music while driving me to work.

I notice he slightly turns the radio down causing me to turn back to look out the window, I hear a sigh escape from him causing me know he was mostly sighing because of me.

Just why did I have to play into his bullshit ass game?

Back at the hotel I had said that unexpectedly and without explaining myself I got off on him and went into the bathroom to get ready.

There was no need in pretending the way I feel about him because the chemistry we have is still there. Even if I was afraid of it, I had to stop ignoring it.

The way I felt about him.

"You know you're awfully quiet for someone who said game on." His voice brought my out my thoughts causing me to look away from window.

What? I only said it to shut your ass up.

I turn and look at him, waiting for him to explain what ever he was going on about. "Okay? What's your point?"

"My point? Look...  We shouldn't have to play a game in order for us to talk to each other, or at least be comfortable around each other." He says confusing me.

What is he even talking. How comfortable did he except me to be with him?

"You were the one who suggested to play this stupid game, remember?" I point out.

"How else were you going to talk to me without making things awkward."

"Awkward?"

"Haven't you notice the only thing we've been doing recently is short talk and then something happens that makes things awkward between us and then.... We go back to acting as if we're strangers." He states. But aren't we. We're just strangers who have a past with each other.

I sigh but refused to say anything, because what could I say? He was right. But was that seriously the only way for us to talk or something... by a damn game.

"Why do we keep playing this tug of war game when we both know we love each other." He says.

Even though he was one to wanted to play this game, why was he making a fuss about it now.There he goes again making it seem so easy.... Like admitting my feelings is easy. Sure, doing that was... but what about afterwards?

What happens then?

He sure did love tossing the word love itself in there but yet never even thought once of what I felt for him, or if it was the same. He just assumed and it was annoying.