I felt nothing, just the urge to see Yoongi.
I couldn't get proper sleep, his words were repeating in my head, and even though my head was heavy as hell, his voice echoing in it was helping as well as making the head ache worse.
He was poison, yet medicine to my head.
And if you think about it love is just like poison, it's bad for us in so many ways, but we get hoocked and think it's good, in reality we are just craving for another drug that will make us numb to the pain we feel whenever we show up our real faces to society.
We are hiding, searching a patner who we can show to who we really are.
Yoongi was hiding his face and I was hiding my problems.
But I was ready to set them free and I wanted Yoongi to show to the world who he was.
The Cactus on my window ledge was growing and it looked so beautiful.
Next to it all the mouth masked I had stolen from Yoongi.
I took them and put them all in my little box.
He should never find them again.
And then I took the Cactus at this Saturday morning and sneaked out.
My mom was still in her bed, due to me, who woke her up at 3 am just to throw up and fall afterwards straight in my bed, making her clean up the whole mess till it was 4 am.
Jeez, I was a bad daughter.
But what did I have to lose anyway?
Can you imagine a happy, yet tired girl with a pair of converse high, a cute jeans dress and her stripped shirt underneath, her hair flying in the wind as she ran with a Cactus in her hands?
Cause that was me.
I rang Yoongi's doorbell.
He opened the door, his hair still in a mess, what made my heart bump like crazy and I bite my lip, just like he did. He was clearly not expecting to see me but his cheeks were suddenly blushing and I knew he was happy to see me.
Furthermore, his pale almost blue lips were gasping for air and it gave me goosebumps and I tried to catch my breath, I tried so hard. I felt his pale skin conecting with mine when his hand brushed my wrist:
"Good morning."
He gave me a gummy smile, while he fought against his own body, trying to not fall asleep while he was standing.
'Should I just kiss him?'
I hugged him just to peak a kiss on his cheek.
It was a weird thing, but I guess that's what you call love.
And I had to show it cause I felt like lately we didn't have enough talking
I had to love him now, now, now or never. (A/N: anyone getting this song reference?)
I wanted to keep him around forever and love me back.
But after all ,I forgot that there was a Cactus between us.
"Ouch.."
he groaned and I suddenly went back. He was too tired to be salty about it.
And I was just too good in apologizing about it, before I handed the Cactus to him.
"What should I do with this?"
for a few seconds our hands were conected.
"Take care of it, It's yours now."
It felt weird giving him the one thing I used to talk to since I was seven years old.
Yoongi just looked at me, so I gave him back a gummy smile.
