A Poem for Small Things: Boy With Luv [BTS Jungkook Fanfiction]

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The elevator dinged on the fifth floor.

Soojin stepped out and began to walk down the hallway on her right, and made a turn around the end corner, directly to her house.

Except that there was someone with a long padded coat and a beanie, leaning against the wall beside her door.

"Oh, Yoongi oppa," she called out, approaching him with her key.

Min Yoongi stood up straight and let out a grunt. "Finally..."

"Sorry for the long wait," she laughed, opening the door and entering her place, with him following her.

"Yeah, you better be. My legs almost gave out!" he complained, taking off his shoes and putting them aside on the shoe cabinet.

"Hey. I was a bit late because I'm getting this," she said, showing him a plastic bag with a takeaway spicy rice cake that she had bought on her way home earlier.

"Then you're forgiven. Oh, I can't wait to eat them!" he chuckled, taking in a sharp breath as he followed her to the living room.

After turning on the apartment's main light and the kitchen light, Soojin placed the food down and walked back to Yoongi in the living room as he took off his coat and beanie.

"Can you wait for a moment? I'm going to take a shower first," she said, pointing to her bedroom.

He nodded as he ruffled his blonde hair with his hand. "Okay. Don't rush it, take your time. I'm just going to turn on your keyboard."

"Yes, please," she smiled, and with that, she went into her bedroom to clean herself up after a long day.

***

Soojin's fingers kept on repeating on one of the white keys on her keyboard, but as her frustration began to strike her again, she slammed the keys and let out a heavy grunt.

"No, that doesn't sound right at all," she whimpered, looking over to Yoongi, who had been watching her from the sofa in the middle of the living room.

"This is so not you," he pointed out, taking another bite of the rice cake before he stood up and made his way to her.

"I know. What is going on with me? I can't think!" she grunted, letting out a sigh as Yoongi sat on a stool beside her.

"Must be work," he mumbled, his fingers randomly pressing the keys. "Well, you got..."

He stopped as he began to do a quick calculation in his head, and suddenly he nodded to her. "Um...Nine months before May next year."

She scoffed, shaking her head as she placed her fingers on the keyboard and began to play the instrument randomly.

"If I'm pregnant now, I can give birth by May next year," she joked, giggling.

A joke that she instantly regretted saying it, because now she sensed Yoongi scooting closer to her, and whispered against her earlobe; "Then let's have a baby, you and me."

"Shut up," she grunted, pushing him away with her hand. "You and your stupid dirty jokes."

"Just to un-tense you, duh," he snickered, patting her head playfully. "How's the orphanage?"

"It's community care now. Aneila Community Care center."

"Whatever, I grew up in it when it was just an orphanage with you, and now look at you. Working there as well," he said, walking back to the coffee table and taking another bite of the rice cake before he walked back to her and sat next to her again.