-3rd Person-
It was a rainy Monday morning. An alarm clock suddenly went off and unfortunately woke up the sleeping beauty. He groaned and tried to reach for the alarm clock but because of his careless actions, it fell on the floor causing him to wake up in an instant.
"Fuck it." Yoongi cursed under his breath. He went to take a bath since he knew it was already a school day. He went in the bathroom and went in front of the mirror. He stood there and saw the guy from the bar last night. The guy smiled which made Yoongi's cheeks burn up.
He violently shook his head and hung his head low avoiding the contact of the mirror. "You can't be fucking serious." He cursed again. He stripped and went in the shower.He turned it on and let the cold water touch his burning cheeks. He closed his eyes and saw the guy again. He immediately opened his eyes. "Stop." He said. He placed a hand on the wall and hung his head low. "Stop it. You know that he won't even like you anyway."
He turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He pulled out a green shirt with blue long-sleeves, ripped pants, and a gray-colored jacket. He dried his hair and wore his clothes. He hung his towel on the chair beside his desk. He grabbed his bag with all the things he prepared last night inside and also his fully charged phone.
He tossed his things on the couch and cooked breakfast for himself. While he was eating, he never realized how lonely he was in his apartment. He sighed and thought of that guy again and maybe he would invite him to his house. He washed his plate and grabbed his bag and phone from the couch. He placed his sneakers on and fished his key out of his bag. He locked the door and waited for the bus he rides everyday.
At last he saw it approaching and the doors opened. There were a lot of noisy people but he didn't mind. He sat down near a window. All of a sudden, his eyes started to get heavy but was snapped out because of the noise of the bus doors. A guy with pink and blonde hair waved at Yoongi.
"Ugh. This guy again." He cursed under his breath. He turned back to the window and started taking a nap. He was then disturbed by his friend.
"So how's life, Yoongi hyung?" He was disgusted by this stupid question.
"Why do you keep on asking me the same darn question, Joonie. You know that my answer is-"
"Fine. I'll be quiet." Namjoon said.
Yoongi sighed in relief.
He went back to taking a nap but interrupted by the stop of the bus. "Ugh. Look what happened. I never had a chance to sleep in this fucking bus, damn idiot."
"Jeez, man. Never knew that sleeping was a new hobby of yours." Namjoon said.
They both got off the bus and walked to the school doors. They went to their assigned classrooms.
"Farewell, Mr. Sleepyshit." Namjoon saluted him.
"Yeah. Whatever." Yoongi said not even sparing a glance to his best friend.
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You Fill Me Up ~Yoonmin BTS~
FanfictionI hate mirrors. I do not want my body to be reflected by a piece of shitty glass. I don't want to see my fucked up face. I want to break it but... Sometimes it fills a crater in my soul when I see this person who often drinks in the bar I work in. I...