The man next door (Min Yoongi fic) (ON HOLD)

#7

16/10/2018

Okay I'm back! I had my shower and I'm currently eating popcorn. Because I'm hopeless and can't cook. You should know that by now.

Anyway, let me start my tale.

So I came back from a shitty day at work. It's like today, they played games with confetti and water and paper other messy stuff because the place was sopping wet with dirt all around and I was so frustrated!

I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until my fingers hurt. That's how bad it was.

But that's not the real story.

When I get back from work, I usually go through Man next door's lane, before crossing over to mine.
So today when I was getting back, all grumpy and all, I saw him lying down outside, on the grass, and I grumbled out a small hi. To my greatest surprise, he replied to me!

He was like 'hello neighbor'

I swear I had to stop and do a double take.

Then he asked me why I was looking at him that way.

I just told him the truth. He never talked to me before. Or answered my greetings. And he was super rude to me on the first day.

He just have me a sheepish smile, (HE LOOKED SO PRETTY DOING IT, I JUST FELT LIKE CUDDLING HIM AND NAMING HIM LOLLY AND GOING TO LIVE IN I-HOP FOREVER) and then apologized. Saying that he hadn't been in very good mood for quite a while, but he was better now. Then he asked if we could start over again.

That definitely lifted my mood.

I sat on the grass beside him, and looked at him.

He smiled and stretched out his hand. "Hi. I'm Min Yoongi"

I shook his hand and said "hello Min Yoongi. I'm Leslie Daniels. Nice to meet you"

Then we both started laughing.

I really wanted to ask him about last night. And other nights. The reason why he always yelled. But I sensed that was a personal matter, so I shut up.

We stared at the sky for sometime, then we looked at each other again. It was so weird staring into his eyes, that I looked away. And I blushed! I fuckin blushed!

He said I was cute. Or at least I think he did.

We talked about random stuff, and watched the sunset together, and then I had to go because I could smell myself. It was not pretty.

It surely wasn't much to some people, but to me, it was so much.

I have to go to bed before I start drooling on you. Good night!