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May's POV

I can't fucking breath. I'm sitting on this stupid old mattress on the floor, all alone. I don't know where everyone went, probably out getting in trouble with the cops. I wish they were here though. They can always take my mind off of my sadness. I don't even know why I'm crying, I'm just so broken.

Shakily, I stand up and walk over to the bedroom door. I opened it and walked out. My feet hit the cold wood of the hallway floor. I'm freezing cold, only wearing a big tee shirt and my undergarments. I'm pretty sure our apartments heater is broken, but still, I attempt to raise the temperature on the thermostat.

Making my way into the kitchen, I open the fridge. We have literally nothing. The only things occupying the fridge is a bunch of condiments, beer, and milk. I grabbed a beer and a cereal box from the cabinet.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, turning on the TV. I plopped myself on the couch and munched on the cereal. Being all alone in this house for the first time is honestly kind of boring.

I continued eating my cereal and drinking my beer until I heard a loud crash come from one of the three rooms. I jumped up from the couch, dropping the box of cereal. I cursed as the cereal poured onto the floor, though I was more worried about the loud crash in the other room.

Slowly, I walked out of the living room and down the hallway, looking for the source of noise. All of the sudden I heard a groan coming from the room on the left. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. I sighed and swung the door open, crossing my arms.

"Really, Yoongi? What the hell happened?" I glared down at the blue haired boy.

He groaned again, sitting up, "Well I was sleeping, and well, I guess I rolled off the bed."

I shook my head and walked over to him, putting my hand in front of me. He gave a small smile and took my hand, pulling himself up. Though, after standing up, he didn't let go if my hand. We both just continued to stand there. But it wasn't really awkward, we just weren't moving. That was until a smirk tugged on his lips.

"What?" I questioned, looking at him expectantly.

He squeezed my hand, "Oh nothing, it's just you've got some, uh, something on your face." He was stifling a laugh.

I walked to the mirror that was hanging crookedly on the wall, and looked to see what he was talking about. I had cereal crumbs covering my mouth, but that wasn't it. My hair was half up half down, and incredibly frizzy. I looked dead. Well isn't this nice.

I sighed and wiped my mouth with my arm and turned back at him. He was sitting on the bed again, his annoying smirk still on his lips.

"Cute underwear." He said nonchalantly, while laying on his stomach and propping his head on his hands.

My eyes went wide, I forgot I had no pants on. I threw my hands to my face to cover my blushing cheeks, "I, um, didn't think anyone else was here." I uttered out through gritted teeth.

He laughed and rolled his eyes, "Oh no, I'm fine with it. Really fine, super fine. Pretty damn fine." He trailed off as he stared at me.

It was my turn to roll my eyes as I grabbed a pillow off the bed and hit him with it, "Stop it you perv!" I said lightheartedly, hitting him on the head a couple of times.

He raised his eyebrow challengingly then pushed me down on the bed. He grabbed a pillow of his own and started hitting me. I managed to block most of his hits, even hitting him a couple of times. Our pillow fight went on until I tried pushing him off of me, causing us both to fall off of the bed.

We were having a fit of laughter, and it didn't die down until I realized I was practically straddling him. I bit my lip and put my hand on his chest. I pushed myself off of him, almost standing up, but he pulled me back down to the ground.

The roles were switched and Suga's body was hovering over mine. He stared at me, and the look on his face seemed almost.......confused? Shouldn't I be the one confused in this situation?

Suga's face was only inches away from mine, his hands resting on either side of my face. Even though it felt weird, I had an urge to rise up and meet his lips. I guess he had the same thought, because he leaned down and brushed his lips over mine. I was frozen.

I could feel him leaning in more when I heard the front door to the apartment unlock and open. My eyes grew wide. I thought, since our friends were obviously home now, Suga would pull away and we'd forget this whole situation even happened. But no. Hearing that door open apparently cause Suga to lean in farther, our lips now touching. I gasped, but closed my eyes, kissing him back.

"Suga? May? Are you guys awake?"  I heard Honey's cheery voice ring through the apartment.

I pushed Suga away, and he gave me a look of disappointment.

I sighed, "As much as I would like to continue kissing you, I'd rather our friends not find us in your room when I barely have clothes on." I said rolling my eyes.

He looked down a bit and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Yeah, uh, we should go."

Suga stood up, averting his eyes from me completely. I sighed as he left the room in a hurry. Sitting on his bed, I smiled and touched my lips. Kissing him was amazing, honestly, but I know complications will arise soon. It always happens. Every time I've got something good, it always messes up. Maybe I'll get to keep this happiness for a while.

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He hates me. He kissed me and now he hates me. I don't even know what happen, it seems like he's been avoiding me ever since that happened. Maybe I'm just overreacting, but he definitely hasn't shown any signs of wanting to talk to me.

It's been a week since we kissed. Also a week since he's last talked to me, or looked at me, or simply acknowledged my existence. Maybe I'm just over thinking it, maybe he just needs some time. Yeah, that's probably it. Everyone needs some time.

"May, you ok?" Honey asked me, smiling at me. We were sitting in the living room with Jungkook, and they had been laughing and talking about something I wasn't paying attention to.

I gave her a reassuring, and fake, smile, "Yeah sorry, just zoned out a bit." I laughed.

I don't like to show Honey that I'm upset. I don't really like to show anyone really, but especially Honey. She shouldn't have to deal with it.

Honey and Jungkook went back to their conversation, and I stood up and walked to the kitchen.

I didn't expect anyone to be there, so I was surprised when I saw Suga looking in the fridge. I tried not to draw much attention, I just walked to the cabinets and looked for food.

I don't think he noticed I was in there, that is until I dropped a bag of chips on the ground. Suga slammed the fridge door, I guess out of surprise. He looked at me and immediately walked out of the kitchen. Well isn't this going perfectly?

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