Author's note:
If you reached this far, thank you so much for patiently reading this story... I'm sorry if I am dragging it too much... Let's begin the fun part...*************************************
Monday has come and that butterfly in Y/N's stomach which have been there since Friday just intensified...
Y/N: I'm excited to see them again..! But what if he doesn't want me there?
Finally, she admitted that what worries her is that he would ignore her.
Y/N: Ugh! Isn't this what you want? Seriously?! Sometimes, I just don't get you Y/N... You're no different from him. You are confusing me, too... *giving her self a peptalk again*
?: Who's confusing you?
Y/N: Eek! What the...
She stopped what she was about to say when she saw who interrupted her.. Her eyes wide and her jaw dropped and all she feels right now is coldness creeping all over her body...
Yoongi: You really have to stop talking to your self in public. People might think you are crazy. And even if you are, don't make it to obvious.. *smirk*
That last remark brought Y/N back to Earth.
Y/N: Excuse me, sir?!
Yoongi: Am, I blocking your way? Anyway, you're excused.
He steps aside a little.
Y/N was about to say something when the elvator opened. Now, she just has her mouth open.
Yoongi: You coming in or not? You're getting used to making me your doorman...
Y/N immediately got what Yoongi meant. "I didn't ask you to hold the door for me then and not now even."
Yoongi: Ok. *pressed the close button*
Y/N immediately realized what he did so she hurriedly placed her hand between the metal door. But before it completely hit her hand, she saw Yoongi's pale white hands with that beautiful long fingers hold the elevator door. The back of their hands slightly touched causing Y/N to let out a squeak.
Yoongi: What? Did you get you get hurt?
For a second, she thought she saw worry register on his face but not until he said.. "Only stupid people would put their hand between closing elevator doors. I thought you're just crazy." Full with sarcasm on his tone.
Y/N: Again, EXCUSE ME, SIR? Didn't you also put your hand in between?
She said this with a bit of anger on her voice while walking in. She was looking at Yoongi who is now leaning on the cold metal wall with his hands crossed and eyes closed.
Yoongi: I held it... Not just placed my hand and wait for the door to hit me. *said in dry low tone still with eyes close.*
Y/N being frustrated just let out a low volume "ugh!". In her head "I thought only Jin fights with staffs a lot. Why does he get into my nerves. He suddenly became very talkative!" She thought.
Yoongi: Please press the the elevator button. Last time, I let you be since all your hands were occupied. But now they're free... I'm exhausted.
Y/N pressed the button but it suddenly dawned on her... "last time?" A deep frown is very visible on her forehead right now...
She was still in deep thought when they've reached the elevator. She felt Yoongi move from where he is but she still too confused that her body isn't moving.
Yoongi: What? You'll gonna stay there and talk to your self again?
Then he walked without looking back.
Y/N: What the heck is wrong with this guy??? Like seriously? Is he really like this? I better numb my self then.
Murmuring to her self making sure Yoongi won't hear her.
She was watching Yoongi's back and realized something again. "Wait, does he know I'll be here today? He doesn't seem surprised at all."
In Yoongi's head "She really can't help talking to her self. I can hear you still even if you are whispering. But I'll let you be."
They've reached the dance studio and Yoongi opened the door.
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Coffee or Whiskey || Yoongi/Suga FF
FanficY/N: "I just wonder how his lips taste like..." JM: Who's? Y/N: Yoongi's This is purely a fanfiction. Y/N living almost every fans' dream... Please comment and give me feedback. Anything will be appreciated...