Remember [Suga x Y/n]

Chapter Eight

|| Beware: Failed fluff and cringe moments ||

"I like you, Y/n." He said, a gasp in the background made the two of you turn your heads, it was Adrienne from the other side of the road holding one ice cream cone, she was standing next to Jackson, who has two ice cream cones in his hands.

"Oh my god, don't kill me. I'm going now!" She shouted from the other side of the road, who knows how she heard Yoongi's confession. Jackson said something to her before they began to walk off, you'll just talk to her later about that. You turned your attention back to Yoongi, remembering what he just said.

"You mean like friends?" You questioned, adding a sheepish laugh after, bringing back what he just said before Adrienne's interruption. He just looked confused at you.

"No, Y/n." He said bluntly, staring directly into your (Eye Colour) eyes. "I'm serious." Your heart almost skipped a beat as he said those two words. You truly wanted to tell him how you felt, but it just wasn't escaping from your trembling mouth. He was still eagerly looking at you for a response, an answer.

"I..."

"It's fine Y/n, if you can't answer... You're not interested." He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I'll just see you around." He was about to walk off when you tugged the sleeve of this top.

"You gave up that easily...?" Your voice became unstable. "I'm sorry but-"

"If you don't want to be with me, it's okay

"You idiot, let me finish." You said firmly, letting go of his sleeve. "I was going to say that I'm sorry about taking so long to answer, I was literally trying to process what you said and I panicked because... because I feel the same." You admitted, closing your eyes then waited for his response. You felt sudden warmth, as arms wrapped around you, pulling you. You still stayed stiff and your eyes shut tighter.

"You can relax; I'm not going to kill you." He whispered. You relaxed, his lips slowly touched yours sending a shiver down your spine, your face flushed bright red, he soon cupped your cheeks, pulling you even closer as you moved in sync. You both pulled away, his hands moved away from your face then rested on your shoulders. Your face still felt hot and your sudden instinct was to cover them with your hands. He laughed at your little reaction. "You know you're cute when you blush right?" He smirked.

"Shut up." You remarked.

"And I love your too." He chucked, pulling your hand. You sighed as he began to lead you somewhere.

"Exactly where are we going?" You questioned as you waddled behind him. He turned around while walking and used his free hand to tap his nose. You scoffed at his remark. "Rude."

The two of you walked for about five minutes before stopping at a bus stop. The pair of you sat down on the seats. "You're going to tell me now right?" You turned your face to look at him.

"I want to see if I can bring your memory back." He explained while not looking at you. You shook your head, with a small smile plastered on your face.

"Yoongi, I don't think that would work. The memories were knocked right out of me-"

"We would always try." A loud noise from the distance was beginning to get louder, you assumed it was the bus, they do make a lot of sound. The two of you stood up, then watched as the bus arrived. Yoongi paid for your bus ticket and you chose where to sit. Right at the back, next to a window. You watched as Yoongi sat next to you, then began to take out his phone.

"What you doing?" You questioned, furrowing your eyebrow's a little.

"We are going to listen to some music." He answered, handing you an ear bud. "The ride is quite short, but I want you to listen to something." You put the ear bud in before turning your head to look out the window. A song began to play; the rhythm was melodic. A similar voice began to sing the first line...

[Insert First Line Of Dead Leaves]

But you decided to ignore it. Just about 36 seconds into the song the vocals switched into a rapping...

"Yoongi, can you just pause this for a second...." You asked, taking out the ear bud.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Do you not like it?" You shook your head while smiling.

"I love what I've heard so far but... what group is this?" Your smile grew wider, because you realised who's voice you heard.

"Don't laugh at us-"

"Haha, how many people are in your group? What's the name of the group? Did you already debut?"

"7, including me. BTS. No."

"Who are in the group, Yoongi!?!" You nudged him a little, trying to get him to speak.

"You can see them later; this is our stop." He pointed out the window, you turned you head in that direction to see what he was pointing at.

"... What are you meant to be pointing at?" Your eyes still skimmed over the view, there were a few houses.

"This is our stop." He said suddenly, ringing the bell. The two of you exited out of the bus once it stopped. There was a clear view of the big wooden houses, all with huge front lawns and guessing massive gardens. This place really did ring a bell in your head. "Do you remember anything yet?" He asked, you shook your head and said it was just a little familiar. He entwined his hand with yours before walking with you down the long stretched road, you passed about seven houses, on the right side of the road, before stopping. Your eyes enlarged.

"... No way..." You said, letting go of Yoongi's hand. You walked onto the lawn of the eight house, on the lawn was just newly planted flowers and the grass was freshly cut. You walked up the small flight of stairs onto the porch. Sitting on the porch was a faded white rocking chair. You turned back to Yoongi, who was standing at the end of the small stair way with his hand resting on the banister. "Is this my old house?