MIN YOONGI AU √
"You should stop smoking." I whispered, passing him a soft smile.
His face twitched in distaste as he heard my words. Lighting the cigarette, he inhaled it and let out a thick blow of smoke out of his mouth.
"This nicotine shit is...
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AMAYA
“Hey.” I waved at him, awkwardly as he entered through the door of my room.
“Amaya.” He greeted me, his eyes observing my not so decent room.
Truth to be told, I've tried to clean it but I don't know, if stuffing your clothes in the wardrobe and hiding scattered academic books under the table means cleaning then probably I've done a neat job.
“This is your dorm.” He said, walking to the window next to which I had a little shelf full. He pressed his fingers against the glass jar that was full of fire files.
“You collected this?”
I nodded my head to his question. “I like bright things. Stars, fire files, fire crackers, sparkles. I adore them.”
He chuckled, turning back to me. “I would've guessed after our brief encounter about the stars.”
Right.
I tucked hair behind my ear and gestured him to sit on the couch. “Would you like to eat something? I can make Mac & Cheese and I've this expensive wine that— oh right. I'm sorry. You can't eat infront of me...” You've to take your mask off for that.
Shit. Why do I've to be this stupid? I know that he doesn't want to show his face.
He was about to say something when my stomach growled in hunger. I pressed my lips tightly in embarrassment.
Jesus! Can this day get any worse?
“Don't be shy. Go ahead eat your Mac & Cheese.” He said, looking straight into my eyes and let me tell you, there was something so authoritative about his voice that I couldn't stop myself from not walking to the kitchen and putting the food in the microwave.
I clamped my fingers together in nervousness. I'm alone in this room with the guy I'm very much crushing on and also the guy who's total stranger to me if i may add. And yet I feel this strange kind of comfort and anticipation.
Min engulfed himself in his phone, giving me little privacy for me to enjoy my food and these are the little things that I really admire about him.
I took out the Mac & Cheese and without wasting a minute shoved it down my throat. Drinking a glass of water, I walked back to him, seating next to him.
“Do you want to watch something?” I asked, not knowing what else to say.
“No.” He replied in a beat. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Suppose if I were some famous celebrity. Like the one on who's concert you went to. What would've been your reaction?”
I arched up my brows together, thinking about his question. Honestly I don't know. “I'm not capable of thinking something that big, Min. I'm just an ordinary girl who's comfortable with her ordinary life. And you're talking about BTS? Man, I would've fainted out of shock. It'd be too big for me or anyone for that matter.”
At my answer, he tilts his head a little and for a second, he pressed his eye shut.
Wait. Have I said something offensive? But he asked me a hypothetical question and I simply answered it, no?
I bit on the corner of my lips and put hands on his shoulder. “Hey?”
“I've a scar on my face but that isn't the reason why I wear mask.”
“Eh?”
He turned to me, now looking into my eyes. His cold finger went upto my neck as he pulled out my hair which were sticking to my skin due to sweat. An adrenaline spike up in my body at his touch but before I could jolt myself back in reflex, he slides his mask off from his face.
I blinked, my heart hammering at the excitement that I'm about to see his face but the second my eyes caught a glimpse of his face, my breath got hitched up in my throat.
For a moment nothing made sense at all.
This can't be true.
I pushed my hands forward to touch his face to make sure that this is just a dream, I'm just dreaming but when the familiar touch of his skin struck on my fingers, I couldn't help but rush to the bathroom.
Nausea hit me in disbelief and I started puking.
“Hey, hey, hey, are you okay?” He followed me to the bathroom and held my hair.
My knees were weak enough from shock to say to him anything. My mind was not processing and however I tried, I just couldn't pull myself together.
After awhile, I pushed on the flush button and sat on the floor. “Don't touch me.” I whispered.
But instead he made me get up and tug me by my wrist to take me back and offered me a glass full of water. I drank it in a one go and that's when my mind started working a little.
“I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or something...I don't know how to react...this is so surprising or maybe shocking? I don't know. But I'm sorry. I...” I blabbered non stop, my heart pulsating as if it was high.
“Calm down.” He said, taking the glass from my hand and motioning me to take deep breaths.
I nodded.
I don't know for how long we stood like that when I finally took my chance to see his face. The smooth white skin, beautiful facial features, hair scattering on his forehead. He looked same as I saw on the screen or in photographs. It was as if he came straight out of the TV screen.
Suga. Min Yoongi. BTS.
What kind of multiverse is this?
I blinked, almost drooling over how perfect he looked.
And then it hit me. I had kissed him. I had kissed one of the most desirable men. If anyone comes to know about this, I'm sure they'll lose their shits.
“I didn't mean to lie to you.” He said.
“It's okay. I can understand.” I replied. I can understand why he chose to hide his face. It was just a chance encounter between us and how come he'd believe that his secret would be safe with me?
My heart twisted in sadness. I genuinely had a crush on him. Have a crush on him. Now what?
“If you're not comfortable then I can leave.”
His statement made me anxious. It's not about comfort. It's about my heart. If I tell him to stay then it'll hurt more when he'll leave me and if I tell him to go then I'd never get to know why he spent those times with me?
“Was everything between us unreal? Were you just...”
“Everything was real, Amaya.” He cut me in middle.
That was relief to my heart but it was definitely hard to believe him. I mean why me? Why me of all the girls he could get with just his name? He can get anyone in this freaking world. Models, actresses, heiress of multi-million companies, anyone rich and gorgeous and talented then why me?
“Why me?” I couldn't help but ask.
He looked straight into my eyes and took a step closer to me till his minty breath started fanning all over my face. “Because.”
“Yes, because?” I mouthed out.
His leaned closer, his hands wrapping around my waist as he dip his head to smash his mouth against mine. “Because you talked about the stars just the way my mother used to.”
A/N
I'm sorry everyone for not updating this story since forever. But now I'm back and I'd try my best to update it regularly and complete it ASAP.
Hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Stay tuned, the upcoming chapter would be spicy. ;)
