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Chapter Eleven

I'm sorry *_*  Also, please listen to this song. I know it's not BTS but after being reminded that August 29th is soon. Well.... It's so hard to believe that it's been eight years without our King. Whether you like Michael or not, we all have to say how good his music it and how it is a tragedy that he left us so soon. He will defiantly be missed. I hope you like the song :)

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        You had told Manon to ask for everyone to excuse you from dinner that night and made your way back to your room. You hated to admit it but Alexis' words really got to you. You didn't want to believe that you had changed but it is obvious that you have. How? How could a group of guys make you open up so much? Just being around them made you feel.... Well.... Normal again. You had been damaged since the incident with your parents and missed out on the rest of your childhood, but, with BTS you felt like your childish side was coming out. It was all coming back to live for the time it had missed. You thought long and hard, and originally didn't want your child side to come out, but, the thought of having your youth back.. It made you happy. Those years in your life where you don't have to worry about the big bad world, being an adult, having a job, taxes. You could simply live in the moment. Those years were meant to be the best years of your life and they were taken away from you. 

You took your pillow and held it to your chest for some comfort while you were thinking. You were so deep in thought that you almost didn't hear the knock on your door. "Please, leave me alone for a while." you asked, your voice no louder than a mumble. "Uh, Jin... Uhm... Jin asked me to bring you some dinner since, y'know... You didn't show up." Yoongi's voice came through the door. He sounded very uncomfortable. "He felt bad about you not eating anything since you helped to make it." he muttered. You sighed and placed your pillow back at the top of your bed. "The door is open." You said. Yoongi opened the door and stepped in, closing it behind him. He placed your meal on your desk. There was an awkward silence for a few minutes before you spoke up. "Is there anything else I can help you with?" You asked, "I thought you disliked me and to be honest I'm quite surprised that it was you who was knocking on my door." Yoongi hesitantly took a few steps closer to the edge of your bed and gave you what you thought was a very convincing fake look of  sadness and pity. "It took me a while, but... I understand, I guess. During that time we weren't exactly on good terms, so you're idiotic rashness can be excused." He said, words sounding sincere, even with the light insult thrown in. You nodded and moved over, patting the space beside you. Yoongi's widened in surprise and he nodded before slowly sitting beside you. The atmosphere was awkward, to say the least. "I would like to apologize about the other night. That was a little sadistic of me. I should know better to try and provoke a woman like that." He spoke. Your cheeks flared in memory of the previous night and you tried not to think of how close Yoongi's lips were to yours. You told him you forgave him, and that it was nice of him to admit to his mistakes. The air became awkward once again, and Yoongi quickly stood. "Well," he began "I'm glad we could talk things over." He made his way towards you door. "I'm sorry for disturbing you, please enjoy your food. Everyone else did you know, they say your cooking is impeccable. Seokjin sends his thanks." He said, a small smile gracing his lips as he stepped out of your room and closed your door behind him.
You felt some heat rise up into your cheeks as you stared at the door. You shook your head quickly, trying to shake this new, strange feeling off. You turned to the food placed on your desk. With a small smile tugging at your lips, you walked over, sat at your desk and hoovered up your food.

'Wow, he was right. This is delicious.'

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Namjoon was sitting on an island stool and sipping on some coffee when you walked into the kitchen, empty dinner plate in hand. He gave you a nod of acknowledgement, and you returned the gesture.
"How are you feeling?" He suddenly questioned. "Heard that one of your mates created quite the ruckus. We missed you at dinner."
"I'm doing fine." You replied. "Alexis didn't do anything wrong, his actions are completely understandable."
You placed your plate in the sink and turned, only to lock eyes with Namjoon. His expression seemed neutral, but there was gleam of something in his eyes that you couldn't quite put your finger on.
"Understandable? That's debatable. Manon was furious when she came in and nearly tore his head off. From what I heard out of their scramble was that Alexis overreacted and treated you quite unfairly."
You were quite shocked with this new sentiment coming from Namjoon. You looked down. "Knowing Alexis, this tension won't last very long. Hopefully." You looked up again with a smile. "It will all be fine. Anyway, I should go hit the hay, I've got a busy day tomorrow." You said as you made your way out. Namjoon gave you a nod and a quick 'goodnight'. Before leaving, you swiftly turned and spoke "Oh and before I leave, will you thank Seokjin for asking Yoongi to bring dinner into me?"
Namjoon gave a confused look. "Jin didn't ask Yoongi to do anything...?" He said. His face showed sudden realization before a small smile spread across his face. "Hah, that's so like Yoongi."

You shut your bedroom door and made your way to your bed. You didn't understand what Namjoon was getting at. You changed into your sleep gear and climbed uber the covers, getting comfortable.

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Your eyes shot open.

You're face turned beat red.

"Wait a minute...."