Lifetime

Enigma

We rode back to my building in silence and hugged before I went inside, the apartment empty since Faye was spending the night with Lee. I journaled about the conflicting messages I received from him before reminding myself to slow down and keep my hopes at bay. It'd only been two days after all.

I made my bed and ran through a quick shower before climbing under a fluffy blanket, talking to my dad for a few minutes before drifting to sleep. When I woke it was to a stream of chattering from the apartment, multiple voices and laughter echoing from down the hallway.

After stopping by the bathroom to freshen up I headed down the hall, my eyes widening when I saw Faye and Lee in the kitchen, Yoongi turning to look at me from where he leaned against the counter.

"Good morning!" Faye chimed.

"Well afternoon." Yoongi corrected with a chuckle.

Though I was curious as to why he was there I avoided asking, stepping into the kitchen and grabbing a mug to pour my first dose of caffeine for the day. "Hi, what are we talking about?" I settled against the counter across from Yoongi.

"Yoongi was just asking what you might be up to today." Faye piped up, Yoongi shooting her a look that indicated she should have lied.

He cleared his throat. "I did say I wanted to see you again." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"I didn't realize you meant so soon." I giggled into my drink, watching as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, seeming a little uncomfortable. I noticed that he picked at his bottom lip, pulling at it until I spoke again. "I just have a photo shoot scheduled later, right before sunset."

Yoongi's phone started ringing and he pulled it from his pocket, excusing himself for a second to take the call. Faye and Lee laughed quietly when the door closed behind him.

"I've never seen him so nervous." Faye smiled as she bent over the counter.

I shook my head. "He's so confusing."

Faye rinsed her mug, setting it in the sink. "Maybe but at least he's got the whole oulmatesay ingthay going for him." She spoke in Pig Latin so that only I would understand. Lee spent the next minute trying to piece together what she meant, Faye giggling and pulling him by the hand toward the door as they headed out for their own date.

Yoongi rejoined me in the kitchen a second after they were gone, his confidence having returned in the time he was away. "So a photo shoot, care if I tag along?" He asked, parking himself on the couch.

"Sure but we have like five hours before that." I replied, finishing up my drink and washing the couple of dishes that'd been left in the sink.

He stood, pulling his keys from his pocket. "Good then that'll give us just enough time to eat, watch a movie, and for you to get ready. I'll be back with lunch." He sped from the apartment.

He left so quickly that I half expected that he wouldn't return, spending the next thirty minutes brushing my bushy hair into a ponytail and folding the load of clothes I'd forgotten in the dryer. By the time I'd matched the last pair of socks the door was opening again, the sound of bags being set on the counter before Yoongi peeked his head down the hallway where I stood at our washing station.

"I'm just finishing up." I called, listening to him ruffle through bags. By the time I dropped my clothes off in my room and joined him in the kitchen he'd spread out a tray of fries and sandwiches on the bar. We shared them all while he updated me on a few of the performances he booked for the coming month.

We put on Pulp Fiction after, one of his favorite movies and a beloved one of mine, and I laughed as he recited most of the lines, pulling me so that we were snuggled against each other with his arm hanging around my shoulders. I giggled to myself as I watched him nod off in the second half of the movie, leaning against his shoulder for a little extra sleep when the credits started to roll.