I'm Vine Ft. Kim Taehyung (BTS) {COMPLETED ✔️}

Part Fifty-Nine 오십구

~ Yana ~

The loud sound of the alarm echoes through the room, but I keep my eyes closed. I slowly wake up, but I don't want to wake up just yet. I just had the most amazing dream and I would rather go back to that imaginary world, than the real world. So I hug my blanket a little tighter and try to fall asleep again. But my brain is already awake and the ringing alarm isn't helping either...

Something beside me moves and a second later, the alarm stops. I scare. What is beside me? Or actually: Who is beside me? I try my best to think back to last night, but it isn't easy at all. I had too much alcohol and the fantastic dream isn't helping either. It nearly feels like it wasn't a dream at all or the entire night was part of that dream. But that can't be it, right? Did I really dream about the entire AMA's? But it felt so real...

I slowly open my eyes. I feel my muscles shake and my heart beat raise as I see I am not in my own room. I try to stay still, scared for whoever is beside me, and look around me. I scan my surroundings, but I feel confused by what I see. I don't recognize this room at all. It is not my room, that's for sure. Okay, I don't really have a room. I stayed with Alyssa and I claimed her room as mine. But that is definitely not this room!

My fear takes over and I quickly scan more parts of the room in my eyesight. I see a lot of books and note pads, a closet, CD's, vinyls and a guitar. Wait a minute, I recognize that guitar... But whose is it again?

"Sorry, my alarm is not great," I hear a low morning voice tell me. My waking up brain tries to figure out whose voice it is. It tries to connect the room, the guitar and the voice all together... And then it hits me. I feel goosebumps all over my body as I realize whose room this is. But wait, was my amazing dream not a dream? Cause if what I am seeing is real, my dream might have been reality as well...

I slowly turn around. I need to know if my brain is right. I need to know if my memories are part of a dream or not. I turn to my back and slowly turn my head to the person beside me. Oh my god... I was right.

Yoongi sits in the bed right beside me. He brings his hands to his face and rubs his hands over his face to wake himself up. I notice how his hair is a bit messy, confirming that he really just woke up in case that wasn't clear yet. It looks adorable. Especially when he moves his hands away from his face to reveal his small, nearly closed eyes. Yes, he looks adorable.

But then I notice he is not wearing a shirt... I have known Yoongi for a long time, but I have never seen him without a shirt before. Instead of wondering why he decided to treat me with this amazing view, my eyes and my full focus is on his chest. Holy smokes...

Even though Yoongi might look a little small now and then, he is so buff and he has a lot of muscles. And even a six pack... Holy mama!

A small cough brings me back into reality. I tear my eyes away from the amazing view that is his chest and find his eyes again. His dark, small eyes stare at me. But when I realize he looks a little worried, I start to worry as well. All of a sudden, my brain starts to work again. Like his amazing looks pressed pause for a second.

Wait a minute... Why am I in his room? Why am I in his bed? Why is he not wearing a shirt?

Then I scare and look at myself. HOLY SMOKES! I quickly cover myself in his blankets. I am not wearing any clothes... Oh my god... 

I try to focus and think back to last night. I remember how I drank a lot, which is obviously why I can't remember everything very well. But I went home with Alyssa and Kaylee, right? But then I remember I wasn't with them in the car when we drove away from the after party. Yoongi was with me. We were sitting in the back seat. Just the two of us.