12 Days Of Bangtan | 2016

day ten ~ yoonkook

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true gave to me, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, five golden rings, four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree...

POV: Yoongi
"Ugh, get off my goddamn doorstep, peasants!" I groaned, slamming my front door on three carollers, their high-pitched shrill voices echoing through my head.

Their faces dropped as they started to walk off slowly, tightly clutching onto their Christmas Carol songbooks in their red hands as though their whole lives depended on it.

Why would you leave me today?

"Why can't these pests leave me alone?" my face scrunched up in anger. "This kind of stupid thing makes me hate Christmas, ugh."

I work in an office every day from nine to five, and although it seems extremely boring, I do get paid an awful lot of money, so it's fine.

Even though today is Christmas Eve, I just want the festive season to be over completely so that I could get back to my work.

I thought we were in love...

"Min Yoongi, why are you acting like Scrooge, eh?" a voice said from somewhere, but nobody was in my house, except me.

I looked around, trying to find the mysterious voice, most probably a young man judging on their voice, but the house was empty.

Cold and empty, like my heart.

"Um, who was that?" I turned around, looking confused. "Show yourself, now!" I demanded.

"I think I've just found the new Ebenezer Scrooge, definitely," the voice teased. "Min Yoongi, why the frown? It's Christmas, put a big smile on your face, for goodness' sake! Lighten up a bit, will you?"

Not today, please, not on Christmas.

My heart was pounding faster than before as I desperately tried to find where the voice was coming from.

"W-who are you? H-how do you know my n-name? Where are you? Please, show yourself t-to me!" I stuttered nervously, nearly choking on my own words.

Sorry isn't good enough, Min...

"I don't think that it should concern you who I am," the voice replied flatly. "I honestly don't think that my name matters, does it now?" the voice was talking in what was almost a mocking tone towards me.

How rude.

"Who. The hell. Are you?" I pronounced clearly and loudly.

No matter how many times I tried to repeat that question, I didn't get a straight answer from the voice.

"It. Doesn't. Matter," was all the voice replied with. "Anyway, I'm here to help you, not for you to fuss over me, pff."

Look at the beautiful candles...

"Oh, please," I rolled my eyes, even though I doubted that he could see the gesture. "Whoever you are, you better not pull some weird 'A Christmas Carol' bull on me, or I sw-"

"Hi, Yoongi! I'm Jungkook!"

Suddenly light in my living room went out and all I could see was a faint figure of a person, much taller than me, standing right in front of my eyes.