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"Seungha, you lazy ass wake up and love me." He said as he slapped me awake while laying down in bed.

"And who are you calling a lazy ass you old fart." I responded and laughed.

"Whatever. Cook me breakfast."

"No Yoongi."

"Yes Yoongi."

"No." I said and covered my face with a pillow.

"Oh come on jagi-"

"That's it. I told you to not call me jagi." I scowled and got out of bed.

"How about Gaseum?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"I do not know who the fuck you are." I shook my head.

"Okay okay, just one more request from this old fart. Please?" He did aegyo.

"Fine old fart."

"Pick me up."

"What?"

"Pick me pick me pick me up. Pick me pick me pick me up." He sang while standing on the bed.

"Pick me pick me pick me up." I couldn't resist but join. He pulled me up and we danced and sang together.

"I want you to pick me up!" Our foreheads touched. Next second he planted a kiss on my nose.

"Guess I'm not an old fart after all." He said leaving me dumbfounded.

"Hey stop it! Come back here!" I chased him around the house.

"Who's the old fart now?" He said while running.

"Why you-" I accidentally stumbled and I immediately got caught by his arms.

I blinked.

He blinked.

"Ew cliché drama scene." I said. He chuckled.

"You know, that's what I like about you. You're being positive and negative at the same time." He said dreamily.

"You old handsome creep." I mumbled.

"I wish we could be like this forever. Holding each other close, never letting go. We can make forever happen Seungha. With all the fucked up things in the universe, we can still be together." He showed me his bright gummy smile.

Out of nowhere the car crash scenes started to replay. I looked around and saw Yoongi was nowhere to be found. I saw his bloody body. I screamed.

"Yoongi! Yoongi! Where are you?! No..no!"

I was awoken by that horrible dream.

As I opened my eyes, I noticed that my surroundings were different, yet so familiar. It was pitch black. I panicked. I tried to recall what happend before I ended up here.

Okay okay, get your memories back together. You can do this.

I forgot about meeting Namjoon amd the others at the dorm.

I remembered another important event but I can't seem to recall what it was.

I snapped out of it and hurriedly packed my things inside my bag.

My phone rang.

It was Namjoon.

He said something about someone who was spying on me and he knew I had a cat.

I got creeped out and picked Suga and the bag up and locked all the doors and left the house.

I called for a taxi.

I told the taxi driver where my destination is.

The taxi driver giggled.

Wait, giggled? Oh yeah.

Suga jumped to the front seat.

I picked him up and looked at the driver to see if he was mad.

Everything is black.

So does that mean, I have been kidnapped? But wait, speaking of the cat, where's Suga?

Then I heard a purr beside me.

"Suga? Suga!" I called out. I felt it jump up to my lap.

"Oh thank goodness." I huffed out a sigh of relief. Then I heard shuffling outside. Whoever that person is, opened the door.

I couldn't quite clearly see who the person is, but the person's silhouette looks like one of a man's.

He came closer.

With each step he took, he revealed a cloth.

As he got near me, he wrapped the cloth around my head to cover my eyes.

"I'm glad you're awake." He said. The voice seems so familiar. That deep, 30-year old-like voice.

"Come on, everybody's waiting outside." He guided me out of the pitch black room. Wait, what is going on?

I didn't complain and just followed what he said.

He stopped and slowly removed my blindfold. The sound of party horns erupted my ears.

"Happy Birthday Seungha!"