stuffie [ Yoonkook/Sugakookie ] ☆BANG BANGTAN AWARDS☆

Six

Jimin and Yoongi were working on recording the rest of their song for the mixtape or whatever, so I hid in the room with my stuffed animal. It didn't matter that they'd been working since nearly six in the morning, y'know? It didn't matter that I had gotten only two hours of sleep. It was fine. Perfectly fine. But finally, they finished working on it.

"Jungkookie," Suga called, his lips parted as he clicked his tongue quietly, appearing in the doorway suddenly. I looked up from my stuffie and raised my eyebrows. Jimin appeared behind Yoongi and he waved to me, his smile so wide that I didn't think he could see.

"Hey Jungkook!" Jimin giggled quietly, staying too close to Yoongi for my own comfort. He and Jimin were close, so of course he didn't mind.

"Hi Jimin," I said and smiled back to be polite. He fell for it, though.

"Jungkook, Jimin and I are going to get something to eat," Suga announced, jingling his car keys in the air. Almost immediately, I shot up from where I'd been sitting on the bed. I clutched my stuffie's arm in one hand and gave Yoongi a pout.

"Hyung! I want to come along too!" I whined, swaying slightly with my stuffed cat loosely at my side in my grip. I earned a glare from Yoongi. Gah, aegyo never works on him. Jimin looked at Yoongi, biting the insides of his lips as he waited for the boy to reply. Suga took a deep breath.

"Alright. Fine. Leave that thing behind, though, will you?" He said at last, annoyance lacing his deep voice. I felt my heart sink in my chest slightly.

"Yoongi!" I yelled as both of them turned. I sighed debating whether or not to listen to Suga hyung or to take my stuffed cat anyways. This one time couldn't hurt, could it? But, of course, I carried the stuffed animal with me. As soon as I made it to the doorway, about to speak, I saw Jimin playing with the collar of Yoongi's shirt as he whispered something to him, his lips just inches away from Yoongi's. Yoongi had one hand on the door handle, and the latter on the boy's hip.

I felt my heart sink to my stomach, as if all of the fluttering little butterflies died off suddenly. I felt tears sting my eyes but I let the sound of the door shutting behind me echo around the room, snapping both of them out of it. I followed somberly as they left the apartment to get into the car. My stuffie was pressed against my chest tightly as usual, but not just to keep it safe this time. I kept it close because I felt heartbroken. My eyes widened suddenly as I came to a certain realization then.

Do I really like Yoongi? Am I really falling for him? Oh, no, I think I really am.

I leaned my head against the window as the other two boys chatted, but I didn't hear any of what they were talking about. I was too caught up in my thoughts, which seemed to strangle me as I sat there in the car. When Yoongi parked the car, I didn't even realize it until he opened the door for me.

I made an attempt to step out of the car but he placed a hand against my chest to stop me. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. I knew why he didn't want me to get out of the car yet.

"Leave it, Kookie." Yoongi said quietly, and I hung my head in shame. "It embarrasses me to be around someone like you when you carry that thing around. Just leave it in the car this once. You're a grown man now, it's time to start acting like it." His voice was so soft and soothing, but every word felt like needles to my heart.

I'm an embarrassment to him?

I refused, however, to leave my stuffie in the car and instead brushed past him. I kept my head down as I loosely gripped my stuffie at my side. Jimin and Yoongi followed me inside soon after and we all were seated at a table together. The waitress even was nice enough to put my stuffed cat in its own chair. Yoongi, however, rolled his eyes and nearly facepalmed.