Chapter 11: together we can go through it all

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Warning: Mentions of sexual harrasment further, re at at your own risk

Y/n pov
I woke up with the feeling of a hard surface under me. Squinting my eyes to the sunlight I sat up. I realized I had slept on the floor as I let all the events from yesterday register in my mind.

I stood up and rubbed my face as a sigh just came in cue. I presumed Yoongi must have already left and went to freshen up.

I looked up in the mirror just to be jump scared. I looked like Peter Pettigrew's twin sister.

Just how much had I cried?

I did my routine and brushed my hair to look more presentable and changed to fresh clothes after taking a long, cold bath.

Feeling my stomach grumble, I decided to feed myself with some food, even tho it was just going to be tasteless in the end. I was extremely used to it by now.

I dilly-dally walked to my kitchen but froze on my spot when I saw him sleeping on the couch. I facepalmed when the thought of him sleeping with an empty stomach dawned upon me. I felt hurt and guilty. I shouldn't have left like that the prior night.

I quietly made some coffee and toasts for myself while some pancakes for him. It was 7:30 pm currently so I decided to wake him up after everything was ready.

Setting all the plates on the dining area I went to wake him.

“hey yoongi, wake up” I softly spoke shaking his shoulder a bit. He hummed and faced the other side and I could see how uncomfortable he was.

Of course, does that look like some king-sized bed to you?

I kept shaking him and after a good 5 minutes, he still didn't wake up.

How was he able to reach everywhere on time when he couldn't wake up after me calling him for the umpteenth time?

Sorry yoongi, gotta do this.

I apologized to him in my mind and poured a glass of cold water on him. The moment he sprang up completely frightened, I couldn't hold my laugh and burst out laughing.

“what the hell, why would you do that?” he said breathing heavily because of the impact of cold water while I was struggling to talk as I couldn't stop laughing.

“b-because you weren't wa-waking up- hahaha” my laugh roared in the whole living room while his gaze was etched onto me.

I let out a gasp when he pulled me onto the sofa, hovering over me right after. My eyes widened when he bought his face closer to mine as my laughter died down in an instant.

“Yeah, laugh all you want now, why did you stop laughing?” he asked cockily while I batted my lashes and gulped.

I told him it was because he had once almost watched me bathing and that I wanted to take my revenge. Calm your horses people, I had clothes on.

Nope, I don't bathe with clothes on everyday, but that day I was really sleepy and forgot to take my clothes off. It was one of the days where we had a mission and he was at my house to annoy the hell out of me by waking me up super early.

I didn't really pour water on him because of that, but I couldn't find a better reason, more like my brain was malfunctioning.

“Why worked so hard? You could have just asked me if you wanted to watch me take a bath, heck I'd even help you take one” he winked at the end of the sentence and my face turned crimson.

He literally has no shame.

As if you aren't imagining having a bath with him right now, don't act all saint.

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