𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

myg : kilig

summary: in which love passes through years.

genre: angst, fluff

word count: + 1.9k

kilig; (noun)
the rush or the inexplicable joy one feels after seeing or experiencing something romantic.

A/N: i'm not from the philippines, i also don't speak the language! i just deemed the word above to sound extremely beautiful. please refrain from commenting in other languages than english, i cannot reply then.
thank you.

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"good morning, mrs. min!", i smiled and bowed down in front of my boyfriend's mother. "a beautiful good morning to you too, (y/n). i'm sure you want to see yoongi?" i followed her into the hallway. "he's upstairs in his room, i guess he's sleeping again, as always." i giggled. "that's just him. sometimes he reminds me of a grandpa, so lazy and always tired!" his mother bursted into laughter. "god, yoongi is a lucky guy to have you as his girlfriend, (y/n)." i blushed deeply and hid my face behind my hands. "now come on, wake him up." she pointed upstairs and i made my way to his room.

i opened the door after knocking twice. "yoongi? are you awake?" no answer. the curtains were still pulled down and i could barely make out the huddled figure laying on his bed. "tsk, it's 1 PM and you're still sleeping? yoongi, get uuup!", i whined, earning a small grunt from him. "don't wanna get up...", he mumbled into his pillow.

"this literally screams for drastic measures.", i answered and pulled up the curtains, letting the sun shine into his messy room. yoongi immediately hid himself behind his pillow. "jagi, stop this..." "not until you get up!" i shook him slightly, pouting. still no reaction. i smirked. there was only one thing i could do. i sat on his bed and said in a cheerful voice: "oh, i think i'll just spend the day with jimin then!" and i was right, as someone immediately hugged me and pulled me towards him. "don't go anywhere..", yoongi pouted. i couldn't hold in my laughter and turned around to face my sleepy but cute boyfriend.

"you know that this will be the last day we can spend together so far...", i sighed and buried my face in his neck. "i know jagi....i'm sorry." i looked up to him and brushed some strands of blond hair out of his face. "don't be sorry, it's fine. instead of sulking, we should enjoy the rest of time we have together, okay? so please show me your smile." yoongi grinned, showing me his gummy smile i loved so much. "see? that's better. now get up!"

we spend the whole day in running around the city, taking pictures and visiting the places that were important to us, like the park (jimin) where we first met. "hey, (y/n), close your eyes.", yoongi suddenly said and i closed them, curiosity taking over me. "yoongi? where are you?" suddenly, he hugged me from behind, resting his chin on my head. "you know that i'm not good in these kind of things, so....please bare with me for a while." i raised an eyebrow.

"i'm afraid. i'm afraid of letting you go. tomorrow around this time, you'll be sitting in a plane, on the way to the other side of the world. i'd love to blame your parents for doing this. i wish i could be selfish for once and keep you all for myself. making you stay with me forever." warm tears fell from his cheeks on my head, and i bit my lip. "but on the other side, i know that your parents love you more than everything on this world. and it won't be for long, right? it's just a year until you'll be of legal age...and then you'll come back, right?" yoongi sounded so hopeful yet heartbroken and i nodded frantically. "of course i'll come back! i couldn't stand any more days being separated from you."