Texting || MYG

4.0

i woke up to someone screaming. 

"nina! get up!" a voice whined. i opened my eyes to see what was going on, only to be hit with a pillow. 

"hey! what was that for!" i said, sitting up quickly, glaring at yoongi. he just smiled at me before putting the pillow down on my bed. 

"you wouldn't wake up. today's the day we go to Busch Gardens." he said. i groaned before laying back down. last night, we were up until like three talking to his friends, and i was fucking exhausted. we've called those boys almost every night this week and they we're honestly wearing me down. 

"what time is it?" i asked, pulling the covers up over my head. it was to bright in this god damn room. 

"eight am." i groaned, pulling the blankets off of my head.

"so you're telling me that i can't get you up at eight am for the life of me for something i want, but when it comes to you want, you can be up on time?" i sat up, glaring at him. he nodded. 

"yup. now get up and get ready. we don't have much time." he grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bed. i groaned, pulling my hand out of his, standing up straight.

"we have all the time in the world, you little asshat," i snapped, looking up at him. he opened up his mouth to say more, but i cut him off, "i'm going to spend my good ass time getting ready and you'll wait, got it?" before he could respond, i stepped around him, going towards the bathroom. 

"i'm not the little one here." i rolled my eyes before going to the bathroom, closing the door. i turned on the water to the shower, making sure it was hot enough before taking off my clothes and getting in. right when i got on the water, i felt my shoulders relax as soon as i got under the water, and that's when i realized how stressed out i was. 

i sighed in relief, feeling almost all of my stress go away. why was i stressed? two words. min. yoongi. 

ever since he came to america, i had suddenly realized i felt something more than friends towards him, and it was stressing me out so because i didn't know what to do. i didn't know how yoongi felt about me, but it probably wasn't the same way that i felt. 

i sort of hated myself for it, having feelings for my best friend. but they'd probably go away once he left. and i was sadly looking forward to it. 

after a while of literally standing under the water, i washed my hair and body, getting out. i wrapped a towel around my body, looking around the bathroom for my clothes. 

"fuck," why was i so stupid to forget clothes? i closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath before opening them. i opened the bathroom door, all of the steam from the bathroom coming out into the hotel room, "yoongi, close your eyes. i forgot clothes and i need to come get them." i heard an okay, so i left the bathroom, walking over to my suitcase. 

"woah." i jumped, turning around to see yoongi sitting in his bed, watching me.

i told you not to look!"i quickly tried covering myself up, even if i was wearing  a towel, before i realized something, "you've seen me in a bikini before, so why are you woahing me now?" yoongi blushed before turning his head away.

"i'm not woahing you. i'm woahing the view outside." i rolled my eyes before turning around, getting in my suitcase and grabbing clothes. i decided to ignore him and just go to the bathroom and get dressed, because i knew i'd probably say something i'd regret. 

after i was done getting ready, i grabbed my makeup bag, which yoongi hadn't touched since our day at the beach. i don't know what, but he just hasn't. after doing my makeup and blow drying and straightening my hair, i went back into the hotel room, seeing yoongi typing on his phone. 

"who are you talking to?" i asked, putting on my shoes and grabbing my phone. he looked up from his phone before shrugging, getting off of his bed and putting on his shoes. 

"no one important. lets just go enjoy our day, yeah?" i smiled before nodding, but i knew something was off. 

i probably wasn't going to enjoy today. 

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i pictured yoongi as like 4'9" in this chapter lil smol baby. 

as of this day forward i'm legit only updating on tuesdays and i will post the whole "nope" things on thursdays. i need to get in order w updating and posting. it'll make me not so stressed. 

i think the next chapter will be in yoongi's pov but this thing is actually almost over lol

i'm gonna do a sequel but that will be sort of a short story bc this whole "internet friends" thing is gonna be a series lol 

i'm actually feeling terrible rn so i'm writing this while laying down and i might actually pass out gtg