I stared at him in awe.
me: ...that was so badass...
- he giggled.
yoongi: did you mean to say that out loud?~
me: ...shit.
yoongi: anyway~ how about we go back to our apartment?
me: you mean..
yoongi: namjoon isn't in the apartment is he?~
- I silently cheered.
me: of course..
- he pulled up beside the familiar apartment building next to the familiar aquarium. I remember the first time we met up, yoongi continuously commenting on the ugliness of the building. but now. it seem like the most beautiful thing in the world.
it felt safe.
suddenly I felt two arms wrapped around my waist, and a face nuzzling into the nape of my neck.
yoongi: are you ok?
- he said. his little breaths tickled my neck.
me: of course..are you?
yoongi: I feel good. I felt like I couldn't date anyone because I hadn't broken up with hoseok yet. I knew that I could never break up with him because he'd never come back to life....but still lead myself to believe that I loved him and he still loved me even though he was 'dead'. I didn't want to betray him just incase he could hear me talking to his picture frame. just incase ghosts were real.
- he chuckled.
yoongi: I it was a shock that he betrayed me, though...I didn't even know that he was alive...
me: I knew him in high school...and I never knew he was dead.
- I laughed even though the station wasn't funny. but he laughed too.
yoongi: there is so many coincidences...from us working in the same place, knowing the same people isn't it weird. is it destiny? unfortunate because of some shitty people who exist on this planet....but fortunate because of one person who's made my life so much better.
me: who is that then?
yoongi: you.
