Little Sis | Min Suga

0.2

Areum tossed and turned in her bed. She was sweating underneath her blankets, and her hair was tangled into knots.

Why can't I fall asleep?

Areum slowly climbed out of bed, trying- and failing- to comb her hair out with her fingers, before she gave up and reached for a comb.

As she headed to the kitchen for a warm cup of milk, Areum swore that she could hear the scratching of pens on paper. It had to be at least 11 in the night, why was someone still awake?

Curious, Areum peered into the kitchen, before her eyes widened. It was Yoongi. What was he doing up this late? Sure, he had been kind of mean to her, but she was still concerned for his sleep schedule. Or, uh, his non-existent one, at least.

"Y-Yoongi-ah?" Areum nervously muttered.

"Go away, Areum."

Areum backed away slightly, a tiny bit afraid.

"Yoongi-ah?"

"I said go away, Areum". Yoongi sounded annoyed now, perhaps it was time to go, without getting the cup of milk that she originally came here for.

"I-I just need to heat up some milk, I'll go back to my room right after, I promise!" Areum stuttered as she entered the kitchen.

"Fine. Make it quick." Maybe Yoongi​ just wasn't one for talking? But then why would he be in a famous boy band with whom he would have to interact with on a daily basis? Not to mention all the fan signs and concerts.

Pulling out a saucepan, Areum opened the fridge, only to find that they didn't have any milk. She looked deeper inside the fridge, before triumphantly pulling out the milk carton, but not before she accidentally hit her head on the fridge shelf above her. "Oomph," A dull sense of pain webbed from her skull, most painful at the point that had made contact with the shelf.

"Are you okay?" Yoongi looked up from his paper, looking over at Areum. "A-ah! Oh, I'm fine, Yoongi-ah, don't worry." Areum smiled, rubbing the back of her head.

"Let me see," Yoongi gently lifted her hand of her head, before he placed his large hand on her head, rubbing gently. "A bump's forming, you need to be more careful." Yoongi pulled back, a frown on his face.

"O-okay. Thanks, Yoongi-ah," Areum hurried to heat up the milk before pouring it into a mug. She pulled the sleeves of her sweater down before grabbing the milk with both hands.

Making her way out of the kitchen, she quietly whispered a small "Goodnight, Yoongi-ah, and thanks again,"

What she didn't notice as she made her way back to her room was Yoongi smiling down at the sheet of paper his lyrics were on.

Alright!
Chapter 2 is done! The word count was 463 words, not including this
a/n. Like I mentioned before, constructive criticism would be appreciated!
-Cheshire