Apologetic Love

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Park Yuna🎨

A warm gust of wind flows through my body. Okay, great, where the hell is my blanket? I open my eyes, grumpy that I'm awake and have to grab my blanket, when I'm met with a large pair of chocolate brown eyes staring down at me in curiosity.

"AAGGHG!" I scream, and slap the frog off of me.

"Oww, what the hell?" the frog, or Beomgyu exclaims, clutching his cheek in his hand.

"What do you mean 'what the hell'? I'm supposed to say that," I argue.

"You slapped me," Beomgyu retaliates.

"You're the creep who was all up in my face when I was sleeping. And oh my freaking God, you stole my blanket too. Damn, never took you for a pervert," I say, bringing my knees up to my chest.

"I-I was trying to wake you up. You know, you're a really heavy sleeper. I've been in here for 20 minutes banging drums to wake you up. I guess taking your blanket away is the way then," he says.

"Oh, try that again and I'll break your other arm."

He instinctively holds his right arm closer towards him.

"Well, you're up now."

I fall back on my bed dramatically, and sigh.

"Up." Beomgyu snaps his fingers in my ear. I immediately get up, grab my pillow and leap at him, smacking his head with a tiny pillow repeatedly. He raises his arms above his head as a shield, so technically I'm barely hurting him. Oh and there's also the fact that he's insanely tall, but I still manage a few hits because he's crouching down a bit.

"Done?" he questions, slowly letting go of his arms.

"Yeah, I'm done," I say, throwing the pillow onto my bed and walking into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and wash my face, preparing myself for what's to come. And cue the pep talk session.

Okay, Yuna, you got this! I'm sure he still cares about you. He's Jimin, of course he'll understand. But then again, I did go a little too far. He's never gonna talk to me again. He wouldn't want me as his sister. No! What am I gonna do without my brother? I'm completely clueless without him. And he's clueless without me. We can't break apart! No, no, no, shut it.

I give myself a brave smile that actually looked a little more like a grimace, and walk put the door. Beomgyu walks about the kitchen, hurrying. "Hey, you're back!" I give him a slight nod. "So, funny thing. I can't cook that well. But, don't worry though, we still have some leftover pizza from yesterday. You cool with that?"

I nod again. "With the way you're acting, I'd think I'm the one staying over at your place instead."

He immediately stops what he's doing, panic on his face. "I'm sorry, am- am I intruding? I'm making you uncomfortable, aren't I? I'm sorry, I'll stop."

"What? No, no, Beomgyu, I was just kidding. It's fine. This is kinda nice actually. Don't worry, this is your place now. Except my room, it's completely off limits. Wait, never mind, you've broken that rule already. Well from now on, my room, off limits," I warn.

He gives me a two fingered salute, and passes me a plate with two pizza slices on it. I walk over to the refrigerator, and take out a box of gimbap we had left. "Gimbap and pizza? Really?" he asks, amused.

"Hey, it all ends up in the same place anyway. And if you don't want any, you could just say so."

He smiles a little, as I pass him the box, while stuffing my mouth with two pieces of gimbap at once. Beomgyu takes a bite, and his eyes widen in surprise. "Woah! This is really good. Did you make these?"

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