la vie en rose (min yoongi)

Chapter 7

"Y-Yoongi, I-I don't know w-what the h-hell is up w-with that s-s-song. It m-makes m-me happy f-for some odd r-reason that I d-don't even know—"

I was cut off as Yoongi tugged on my hand, pulling me over for a warm hug. I clutched onto him, crying on his shoulder as he ran his hand through my hair. I was bugged by my own sniffles and I wanted to stop bleating because I couldn't speak well whenever I cry.

"— but it's h-haunting me already." I continued

His grip tightened around me, heaving a deep sigh. I didn't know why I was crying but something in me told me that I should. I also wondered why I was overly attached to Yoongi even though we've only met a week ago. Ever since I met him, this unknown feeling that kept bugging me before became strong. It made me feel like I was missing a lot; and that I am not complete.

"Y-Yoongi, I-I'm sorry f-for t-this I—"

"It's okay." he calmly said

I felt my insides churn as his voice echoed in my thoughts. His voice would often trigger questions in my head. These questions were often left unanswered due to the fact that everything around me seemed illogical. As much as I wanted to put an end to this odd feeling, something seemed to hinder me from doing so. There was something wrong for sure; but I could not seem to put a finger on it.

"[Y/N], let's just put you to sleep." Yoongi uttered groggily

My cries toned down slowly as Yoongi separated from the hug. Letting me lie comfortably, he placed the covers over me while standing up. His eyes moved to the sofa in my room as his heel turned to walk away.

"Stay." I mumbled softly, clinging onto his hand

"[Y/N]—"

"Please? Just this once. I'm scared." I sleepily said

Sighing, he walked over to the other side of my bed, lifting up the sheets. He slid in the sheets beside me, finding the position where he felt comfortable.

"Yoongi." I softly whispered

I faced the ceiling, seeing if it would care to enlighten me. I was feeling more confused than before due to my accelerated heartbeat. I softly turned my head to him, seeing him staring at the ceiling as well. I scooted closer to him, eyeing his features up close once more. His eyes softened as his gaze on the ceiling lasted longer.

"Yoongi." I whispered again

He sleepily turned to me, humming in response. I felt a twinge in my chest as I arched an eyebrow. I yawned, closing my eyes momentarily.

"Have... we met before?" I groggily said while yawning in the process

Yoongi clicked his tongue, placing a leg over my hip and sliding an arm around my waist. I felt tingles run down my body as I snuggled to his chest.

"Just sleep, [Y/N]." he whispered back

I gingerly closed my eyes while I listened to his steady heartbeat. I inhaled his scent and I sensed familiarity.

I must be going crazy.

"Goodnight, Yoongi." I mumbled softly

He heaved another sigh, bringing me closer to him.

"Goodnight," he paused momentarily as a yawn escaped his mouth

"[Your nickname]." he whispered

My eyes snapped open, feeling chills run down my spine. My head was pounding painfully but I softly looked up to him. His eyes were already closed as he wore a calm expression.

[Your nickname]?