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Since the microwave was broken and we didn't have a kettle, I wanted to make myself some tea with the water that was very warm, thanks to the small boilers in the kitchen, but unfortunately not hot enough. I wanted to drink it with breakfast. Unfortunately, the mugs were at the top of the cupboard, and I wasn't the tallest person. Even Jimin and Yoongi towered over me by quite a bit. So I stretched, but couldn't reach far enough with my hand to grab the cups that had slid to the back. A soft laugh behind me made me turn around, and suddenly Yoongi was standing in the cramped kitchen right in front of me. He placed a hand next to me on the counter and looked into my eyes as I stood there mesmerized, staring at him. 

"May I?" he asked, pointing behind me at the open cupboard door. I could only nod, and he then reached past me, trapping me between himself and the cupboard. He had to go up on his tiptoes and leaned his entire body over me, pressing my breasts against his chest. The movement created friction against my nipples, making them instantly hard. He must have felt it since I wasn't wearing a bra yet... One corner of his mouth curled up into a mischievous grin as he looked at me with such boyish cheekiness that my knees almost went weak when he slid back again... still staying extra close even though he could have pulled back a bit. But then he wouldn't have been able to rub against me again, which he clearly enjoyed, especially since my cheeks turned red and I stood there speechless with my mouth open. Min Yoongi... secretly the love of my life for three years, something I would never admit... especially not that his picture hung above my bed at home. He was teasing me here on purpose. How else could one react but with complete disbelief and absolute stillness? With that proud sparkle in his eyes, having completely disabled me here, he handed me my cup and left, but not without winking at me once more. Starving to death on this island would definitely not be the cause of my demise. I would succumb to some mysterious heart condition...

While I made my peppermint tea, I tried to calm my racing heartbeat that had started the moment Yoongi looked at me so intensely in the eyes. My fingers trembled slightly, but I managed not to spill anything and went to join the others on the beach, sitting down next to Jimin, who looked at me with his big, gentle eyes filled with concern. 

"Are you okay? You look a bit pale around the nose," he asked, and I nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. 

"I'm fine, maybe just a little tired still." I reassured him, and he seemed satisfied with my answer as he turned towards the table and loaded up my plate. "

We cut up some persimmons, and there were waffles in the cupboard that were going to expire tomorrow, so we have waffles with fruit for breakfast," he explained to me. It not only looked as delicious as it sounded but also tasted good. The extra energy from this quite hearty breakfast would surely come in handy today... catching fish wouldn't be quite so easy.

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