(Took you long enough)
"are we allowed in here" questionned Yona
the guy took them to a private area in the building, a balcony with an amazing view, she knew that guests weren't allowed in this area, these people are rich rich, she could tell that from how fancy the balcony was, it was pretty, just her taste, this balcony is a place she would like to spend her nights in.
Yona turned to look at the guy who didn't seem to mind much, he just got in first, sending her a reassuring smile
"do you like it tho?"
"I- I love it, I really do, the person who designed this place took their sweet time to take care of all the details, I really love it" she said, dreamingly looking around, she finally took a full look of the view from up there, they spent minutes in silence, she finally turned to look at him
"what are you looking at?" she asked
"you"
A blush flushed her face, she tried to say something but nothing seemed to come out of her mouth, he eyed her struggling face, chuckling for the 10th time tonight at her behavior
"you seem to have fun huh" she rolled her eyes, facing away from him so she could hide the blushing mess on her cheeks.
"you enjoy watching the stars, so do I, they're pretty, but the stars are nothing compared to what i'm watching right now" he said, eyes still fixed on her
"are you trying to say that stars aren't that pretty, your taste is definitely questionnable, jacket guy" she said with a huff, facing him again
"trust me, my taste is above wonderful"
'what is this guy even trying to say' thought Yona to herself,
"but seriously is it okey that we came in here" she said
"are you really worrying about such a thing" he raised a brow at her
"I just don't like to put myself in a situation I could've avoided"
"I'm here with you, you don't have to avoid anything that won't even happen"
"say it" she said, as she sat on the swing, while he was leaning on the edge of balcony, staring at her
"what?" he asked
"you've been wanting to say something the whole night"
"can I actually text you whenever I want?" he asked, Yona took a moment to analyse his question
"who gave you my number?" asked Yona
"your friend, your best friend"
"of course" Yona rolled her eyes playfully, the smile not leaving her lips, she tilted her head to the side
"why didn't you ask me about it directly"
"I was going to do that, but your friend was nice enough and did me a favor"
Yona finally pulled her phone out, she was about to say something but her eyes widened in shock
"holly fuck fuck fuck! Taeyong sent me like 78 messages, I gotta go-"
The guy helped her get off the swing, he followed her, not uttering a word as she hurriedly tried to leave the balcony, she suddenly stopped in her tracks
"thank you for tonight" she said, her eyes avoiding his, he looked at her, slightly confused
"for what?" he asked
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The Girl | NCT mafia au
Fanfiction"All good things came with her, but so did disasters". ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Yona is a girl with a blurry past, she seems locked in her own world, looking hoplessly average and weak, or at least that's what people get fooled into thinking, but...
