[BTS Suga] Loving Yoongi

Chap 7

Su Young POV

"Unnie there isn't much of a crowd today." I say while peeking out to the dining area. Ji Woo unnie was busy staring at her phone. I peeped over her shoulders and looked at what she was staring at.

"Oh my gosh you took a picture of the customers just now?" I giggle and she locks her phone as she cups my face with her hands.

"Ya, I think those group of boys were from BTS. I took a picture in case. Although I'm not sure about the weird one is sunglasses though..." She squeezed my face and sighed dreamily. I pull away from her grip and roll my eyes.

"Unnie I'll go first. It's already 8." I smile and begin packing up to leave. I wave at her and walk into the dining room. It was almost empty, only a few elderly couple. I step out of the restaurant and untie my hair while loosening the ends. The cold wind made a shiver run down my spine. Suddenly, a jacket covers me from the back.

"Cold?" It was Yoongi. His hair was messy and his hands were tucked in the pockets of his ripped jeans. What is he doing here?

I pinch the jacket as I begin to take off the layer of leather of my skin. "I don't need this I'm not-"

"Keotjitmal." He roll his eyes and begins walking into the direction where I was headed. Was he walking me home?

"Odiga?" I catch up to him.

"I'm bored. Do you have food at your place?"

"Ya, d'you think I'm a convenient store?"

"Araseo, let's go to one then." He smirks as he begin quickening his pace. I have no idea what this guy was thinking.

Even though we spend a few hours at my place the night before, I got to know a lot about Yoongi. Well, he's a rapper in BTS, loves basketball and hates noisy and crowded places. Even though both of us live in completely different worlds, we could relate well because of our love for music.

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At Suyoung's home

We bought ramen and decided to eat at my place in case any fans caught him. I boiled some hot water and poured it into the ramen cups.

"Why are you here anyway?" I placed the food in front of us. For once, my dining table at least have two humans sitting around it.

"No apparent reason. It's quiet here. And besides, you're the only person in Seoul who doesn't know who I am. I need some peace outside of the company." He says while playing around with his chopstick.

"But I do know who you are. Like Yoongi and um you're the same age as me and uhm- "

"I don't mean in that way pabo." He taps my head lightly with the chopstick and begins eating his food. I don't know him? More like I don't get him.