C18- Dream Catcher

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Thoughts in italics. English in bold.

Yoongi POV

I groaned and rolled over when my alarm went off. I turned it off and sat up. I was still tired, but I wanted today to be the day I "accidentally" woke up early. I tried to set the alarm loud enough to wake me up, but not loud enough to let Rose know I had set one. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and threw my legs over the side of the bed. I sat for another minute or so as I waited to wake up. When I finally decided I was awake enough, I got up and groomed myself lightly before I left; I didn't want to look like a slob, but I also didn't want her to think I was too groomed for just waking up. I sighed and walked out the door. I stood outside Rose's study. The door was open and I could see her lying on the couch. I couldn't tell if she was sleeping or on her phone. I knocked on the doorframe, but she didn't answer.

"Noona?" No response. Maybe she's asleep. I stepped into the room, walked past her desk, and around the coffee table that was in front of the couch. Standing opposite the table from her, I could finally see that she wasn't asleep. I smiled. She's so involved in her book, she doesn't even know what's going on around her. She's in the book's world. I watched as her eyes flew over the lines on the pages. It must be intense for her to be so involved in it. I knew that I was probably looking creep-status, but I couldn't help just watching her.

I watched as she turned the page, and another, and another. Sometimes she smiled at what she was reading and sometimes her smile dropped into sadness. One time, she even covered her mouth while shaking her head. I'd never been a big reader, but I was suddenly interested in the book. Her face went through so many emotions: happiness, sadness, sorrow and anguish, disbelief. I wanted to know what brought all those emotions to her face. She looked so beautiful and I was absolutely fascinated by her.

Rose flinched at a passage she was reading and it brought me out of my thoughts. I didn't know how long I had been standing there, but I decided I probably shouldn't do it any longer. Who knows when Nina might come up, it was almost lunchtime and I figured Nina might come for Rose since she was not likely to come out of her book by herself.

I walked back around the coffee table so that I was by her head. "Noona." No response. "Noona." This time I put my hand on her shoulder. What the hell? She still didn't respond. "Noona." I shook her shoulder slightly, finally a response. She slowly turned her head to face me while her eyes lingered on the pages. She was like a wanderer in the desert, trying to squeeze out every last drop of water.

"Lunch ready?" Rose asked, still not fully turning her head.

"I'm not sure," I said, hoping I heard her correctly. "I just got up." She tore her eyes from the page to finally look at me. She had a surprised look on her face and I couldn't help but laugh.

"W-what are you doing up? I thought you were Nina. You scared me." She finally laughed but she still looked confused. I realized my hand was still on her shoulder so I quickly pulled it back before she could notice. I stepped back as she moved to sit up on the couch.

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