stuffie [ Yoonkook/Sugakookie ] ☆BANG BANGTAN AWARDS☆

Two

I woke up early and rolled over, looking at Yoongi's back. It was nearly eight in the morning, and he'd climbed into bed at five. We aren't dating or anything, but to save space and to allow him a studio, we have to share a bed. He turned the second room into a studio with my permission and so now he stays up all night working. He sleeps until noon, usually, but today I really wanted to get out and about early.

"Suga hyung," I hummed quietly and rested my chin against his shoulder, draping one arm loosely over his lower torso. He groaned quietly and turned slightly to look at me. His eyes were glazed with "sleepy", as I always call it, and his chocolate brown hair was touseled. He looked slightly irritated that I had woken him up, but I didn't really care.

"What do you want?" Yoongi's voice was laced with tiredness and I gently pulled him out of bed.

"You and I are going shopping."

"No, you and I are going back to sleep."

"I'll pay for everything, don't worry."

"You don't have to pay for swit if you let me sleep."

"We're going to the mall. You're driving. I'm paying. Come on, get dressed." I pulled and tugged at his arms until I'd managed to pull him off of the bed. He refused to get up so I lifted him bridal-style and made him sit at the table in the kitchen. Every time Yoongi tried to fall asleep, I poked him with the chopstick that I wasn't using to stir the ramen.

Finally, I set down the bowls and we both ate in silence. Later, we got dressed and I made him do the dishes because I had to find my wallet. And then, off we went.

When we arrived, I of course had my stuffed animal. We walked past two trash cans on either side of the entrance and Yoongi teased me: saying he would dump me in the trashcan and if I didn't fit he would dump my "best friend" into it instead. I whined and brought my stuffed cat to my chest in a very protective way as I rushed to get past the trash cans.

"Where do you want to go first?" Yoongi asked, placing one hand on my waist and pulling me closer to his side. I felt my cheeks grow hot and I looked down at my shoes as we walked, fidgeting with the hem of my white shirt.

"Jungkookie?" He asked and snapped me out of my thoughts just as my mind began to wander. I looked around a little, shyly playing with my stuffie's arms.

"There's that little shop with hair dye, if you want to check that out. I think you should do mint green again," I suggested, earning half of a gummy smile from Yoongi because I could only see the side of his face.

"Alright, if you really think so." We walked together to get the the small shop and it took forever to find the right colour. They had such a large assortment of every colour and I felt so horrified to find out that there were so many shades of blue. But, thankfully, we finally found one of the bottles of mint green. We could have gone to a salon, but I didn't really want to pay for all of that. We could bleach it when we got back to our shared apartment and then put the colour in anyways.

After I paid for the dye, we walked out of that shop with the small bag and went into one of the clothing stores. I made Yoongi try on a ton of clothes because I thought he would look really good in them, and he agreed to getting one of the slightly oversized sweaters, a pair of skinny jeans, a green jacket, and two shirts. We technically shared our shirts, pants, and jackets, but I thought that he would look really nice in the clothes that we bought. And, of course, I was right.

The next place that we went to was Yoongi's treat, and we both got bubble/boba tea. There were three open tables, but we decided to keep shopping instead.

But, finally, after we spent maybe two hours at the mall, we decided to go back to the apartment, and that's when I noticed that something wasn't right.