INTERRUPTION {MYG}

Part 24

Sunlight registered against my shut eyelids and I squeezed my eyes tightly hoping it would make the bright light go away. Slightly stretching, I gave up and slowly began to crack my groggy eyes open and blink a few times.

A yawn formed, but my mouth froze when I heard a soft, calm, steady breathing behind my neck.

I, then, noticed a heavy deadweight draped over my blanketed waist and I gasped when I saw an arm.

My eyes widened when the events of last night flooded back into my brain like a train... from arriving at the beach club, to the random frat boys, to Mari getting kicked out, and finally to Yoongi and I becoming official???

My mind reeled as each blurry memory became clearer and I tried hard to remember each and every detail. Last night's image of Yoongi's nervous face taking the bracelet out from his pocket to clasp onto my wrist caused present me to break out into the absolute cheesiest fucking grin I had ever made.

I lifted my wrist into the stream of sunlight peering in from the window in Yoongi's room and admired lovingly how the gems glistened in the golden light.

"Boyfriend?!" I whisper-screamed to myself since Yoongi was still sleeping beside me. I placed my hand over my face and squealed as silently as I could manage.

Just to make sure it was real, I scooted backwards a little closer to him and sighed happily when I felt his falling and rising chest against my back. I couldn't help but close my eyes in bliss and soak up this feeling.

Yoongi stirred a little from my movement and seemed to slightly tighten his grip on me, but stayed asleep. Not wanting to ruin this peaceful moment, I allowed my eyes to flutter closed to drift back asleep.

My breathing had synced with his and I felt my mind lulling to sleep, when there was a loud knock on his door and it rapidly burst wide open.

"Hey, Yoongs! Wake up. Do you know where I can find— what the??—"

Yoongi and I both instantly shot awake at the loud noise and I gave a short yelp of fear. Yoongi tumbled out of bed with a heavy thud, while I hid under the covers even though I was fully clothed.

I couldn't seem to look away as I stared right at Namjoon in the doorway who was staring back at me with an unreadable expression. It was as if he was trying to fully come to terms that it was me in the bed and not someone else.

My heart rate spiked and my breathing became short and rapid. I, myself, had no clue what I was feeling...if it was shock, guilt, shame, hurt, or a mix of everything... all I did know, was that I didn't know what to do.

Namjoon blinked twice before ripping his eyes from solely me to look back and forth between me and Yoongi.

Yoongi was panting besides the bed where he was standing, seemingly unsure of how to proceed. He almost looked scared of how Namjoon was going to react.

Namjoon shoved his tongue into his cheek, nodded once, and mumbled, "Sorry to interrupt."

The solemn boy softly closed the door without looking back once and when it fully shut, I went numb. I stared at the door, no words coming out of my mouth whatsoever.

Yoongi finally regained his bearings enough to rush out the door after Namjoon.

"Namjoon! Wait! Let me explain!" I heard Yoongi call out, leaving the door slightly ajar.

I wish I knew why I wasn't fucking moving, but it was like I was glued to my spot. I sat still, under the safety of the covers, and ran a hand through my slightly tangled hair.