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" Why? "
" Why what? " Y/n mumbles quietly. Jin left minutes ago since he had work and Y/n reassured him she'll stay with Yoongi.
After a few salty comments from Yoongi — for he is still angry at her — she accepted defeat and laid beside him.
" Why did you think I'd forget you when I told you I won't? "
Y/n bites the inside of her cheek. The room is dark, windows are closed and the lights are off too. She stares at him, " I don't know. "
" It wasn't a question of if I would, it was because I couldn't. " Yoongi mumbles as he studies her face. She's lying beside him, facing him with the same pained eyes watching him back when she had asked him if he'd forget about her.
" I'm sorry. "
" I am too, but I'm still mad at you. "
" Maybe you should sleep, Yoongi. " She mutters as she notices his eyes drooping.
Yoongi blinks, opening his eyes. " I don't want to. "
" I won't go anywhere. "
" I never said it was because of that. " He grumbled, a blush coating his cheeks — which he was glad wasn't visible to Y/n — " I just don't want to. "
" Are you sure about that? " She smirks, biting back a laugh, " It seems like you have some serious attachment issues. "
" Yah! " Yoongi huffs, facing his back to her. " I hate you. "
Y/n's smile falters. " Do you? "
Yoongi bites the inside of his cheek, sighing softly as he stared at his sheets. " No. " He shifts again, facing her. Much closer than before which leaves Y/n breathless.
It's weird for him to share a bed with someone. Usually, Taehyung does climb into his bed at rare nights — when he doesn't have Jimin or Hoseok to cuddle — but Taehyung is aware of Yoongi's personal space so he only holds his hand.
Yoongi feels content like this — something he hasn't felt in years — as he lays there, just appreciating every bit of warmth provided by her.
It makes him recall the times when they used to sit on the bench behind their school, staring at the sky with Y/n cuddled up against his shoulder.
Or when she'd always be there to calm him down after his panic attacks in his room.
But he has never been this close to her.
He takes his time to admire the outline of her features, she didn't change at all. Although the baby fat she had around her cute cheeks is now nowhere to be seen.
He subconsciously brings his hand to brush away the strand of hair that cover her eyes.
