the beauty inside | yoonmin [hiatus]

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YOONGI'S POV:

Why am I doing this.

I've always made a promise to myself that I wouldn't make myself suffer because of a crush but Park Jimin was an exception. (Same yoongi)

I'm a naturally tired person so staying up was just rough. I was drinking energy drinks and trying to keep my mind stimulated by writing, but it was still a struggle. I have stayed up writing all night before because I just seemed to lose track of time when I'm so fixated on it, but I couldn't stop thinking about Jimin. I decided to bother Namjoon even though it was so late at night.

Me: are you awake

Joonie: yeah why?

Me: can you come over I need company

Joonie: now? What the hell yoongi it's 4 am

Me: why are you awake then

Joonie: I'm binge watching a drama don't judge me

Me: then come over and binge watch with me

Joonie: why now???

Me: I need to stay up so i don't switch tonight. I'll explain more when you get here.

Joonie: fine, but don't complain if i fall asleep when I'm over

Me: okay whatever

I went to the kitchen to make some coffee. I thought I might die of caffeine overdose but whatever. I laid down on the couch and scrolled through my social media for a while until Namjoon came.

"I brought food so you better be grateful you fuck," he said plopping down next to me on the couch. "Now you better tell me what this is about."

"So, you remember that boy at the noodle restaurant?"

"The one you were making googly eyes at the whole time?" He joked. "How could I forget?"

"I've been visiting him a lot lately," I began, "and I asked him out and we're going on a date tonmorrow."

"Yoongi!" He squealed. "That's great! So you're gonna stay up so you don't change tomorrow?"

"Yup," I sighed.

"Hyung, you can't stay up forever. What will you do when you end up falling asleep?"

"I know, I know," I sulked into the soft couch. "I can't just never give it a shot though, you know? I've spent 3 years isolating myself because of this. I can't just live my whole life alone. I see couples together and I get so envious. I wish I could know the feeling of having someone to find solace in for once. Someone to hold and get into stupid fights with and someone to laugh with. But most importantly, someone who won't care what I look like or sound like everyday. Someone who'll be fine if I look like a gremlin one day and a super model the next. And this guy... he treated me just as nicely everyday I turned up at the restaurant." I spilled my feelings.

"I didn't know you felt that way Yoongi," Namjoon said sympathetically, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I really hope this works out," he gave me a reassuring smile. "Now let's devour this ice cream and stay awake."

I chuckled, "Thanks for being here. It really means a lot."

"Anything for my weird shapeshifting friend," he joked.

I hit his arm, "Wow thanks Joon."

He turned on the TV and turned on the drama he was watching which I hadn't seen so I could be attentive. We discussed what we thought of the characters.

"I just don't understand why she keeps going back to that guy," Namjoon said, passionate about the show. "He's obviously shady as fuck."

"I don't know he seems like he's nice to her," I shrugged.

"Nice? He tries to ruin everyone's life!" He yelled getting way too fired up about the drama. "The second lead is obviously way better for her."

I laughed at his outburst and put up my hands in surrender, "Okay, okay. I didn't know you were so passionate about this."

We stayed up watching the drama all night until Namjoon finally fell asleep by 8 a.m. I then started watching a different drama that I had been watching recently. I was so tired but I continued to persevere and stay awake. I had to continuously slap myself to stay awake.

"Come on Yoongi, you can't fall asleep now," I scolded myself.

I started playing a video game because I figured that would keep me more focused. I focused on shooting down the enemies, but I was so tired that I kept dying. I started yelling at the screen out of anger which woke up Namjoon.

"Aigoo, stop yelling, I'm trying to sleep," he complained.

"Go sleep in my room then. I have to do something to keep me awake."

"I'm just gonna go home and get some sleep," he said getting off the couch where he had been sleeping.

"Fine," I said. "I'll see you later."

"See you later. Tell me how the date goes," he smiled and left my apartment.