Man in Black || myg

𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈. 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

Park Soomi

A comforting warmth brushed against the side of my cheek as I woke up to a squinted view of blurred shapes and the hazy glare of sunlight. But as the room came into focus, all I could see was Yoongi's face and the way the streaks of light accentuated his milky skin. I feverishly rubbed my eyes in silent disbelief, but the memories soon flooded back into my reality.

I slowly moved my hand, stealing another glance at Yoongi. I found myself smiling at the peacefulness on his face. It was a rare expression on him, considering everything on his plate.

I wanted to forget about the world, even for a brief moment, and do nothing but admire Yoongi, admire this rare stillness. But reality wouldn't let that happen. Time eventually caught up to me, and this passing time only cleansed my mind of distractions.

Was last night a mistake?

The question crossed my mind as Yoongi's eyes gradually opened, his gaze immediately meeting mine.

I quickly looked away, my ears turning red after being caught staring. But the fear of embarrassment was still not enough to make me forget about the sudden doubts and worries clawing at my conscience.

"Good morning." His raspy morning voice vibrated in my ears from the close proximity.

"Morning..." Now didn't feel like the right time to voice any of those concerns, but it seemed my efforts to conceal them fell short.

"Soomi? Is something wrong?"

"It's just..." I heavily sighed, trying to collect my thoughts. "What if you get in trouble? Could it be really bad?" Although I struggled at first to express my thoughts, once I started, it felt neverending. "And about what you said last night, too. I-I just never realized how important it was to you, how hard it must have been. I was selfish, expecting more than you could even give."

"Hey, no, that's not true. I was the one being difficult when I should've just talked to you. And you don't have to worry about anything. There's nothing to feel bad about." Even without saying a word about it, Yoongi still managed to sense my guilt, but his words made me feel a bit more at ease.  "And I don't regret last night at all."

I didn't realize that was what I needed to hear, the remedy to lift all this weight off my chest.

Maybe it was because my head was still stuck in the past, constantly haunted by the reminder of our first kiss, how it seemed like one giant mistake to him.

A mistake.

But maybe now was the time to stop living in the past, to let go of useless memories. I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile as I thought about how things had changed. But as I recounted the previous night, I couldn't help cracking a smile.

Things felt so serious and intense at the time, but now, I couldn't help but find the argument amusing.

"You admitted you were jealous."

"What?" Yoongi seemed taken back by the sudden shift in topic. "Did not."

"Yeah, you did. You said, and I quote, 'I was so blinded by jealousy, I thought it'd be a good idea to look through your phone,'" I said with a teasing smile.

"Okay, I definitely did not use those exact words."

"Hmm, pretty accurate summary, though." I felt my smile grow wider as he grinned at me with a challenging gleam in his eyes.

"Fine. At least I wasn't caught staring at someone sleeping."

"Hey! You didn't say anything before. You don't get to bring it up now." I faked a pout, trying to look upset as he chuckled at me. As we laid here, staring at each other, it only took a second before I broke and laughed lightly with him.