I followed right behind him quietly. His body was tense from the previous events and I didn't want to say something that would piss him off.
I gave up on trying to explain things to him. Even though I don't owe him a explanation I feel like I need to give him a good one.
But I should know what to expect. He was stubborn. He won't listen to me even if I beg him to. And even if he did he wouldn't admit his mistake because he wants to maintain his pride.
I should've stayed away from him a long ago but I find myself coming back to him every time that thought crosses my mind.
It's crazy how close I grew to him. People always say that the more time you spend with a person, the more you learn to like her.
Maybe that's what happened to me. He's not that bad after all. He always find a way to hurt everyone but I know that it's his only way to show how much he cares about people.
My thoughts came to an end as I finally entered the house. I went upstairs and searched for Yoongi but he was nowhere in sight.
A sigh escaped my lips as I changed into more comfortable clothes before laying down on the bed.
Suddenly the bathroom door was opened and a shirtless Yoongi came out. His hair was still drenched from the bath and a towel hung loosely around his torso.
I tightly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep so I didn't have to face him after what happened.
He layed down beside me and I could hear him mutter something inaudibly before falling asleep. After I was sure he was already asleep I turned around to face him.
He had a calm expression on his face and I just wanted to push the hair that fell over his eyes. I reached my hand but eventually pulled it away, scared that I would wake him up.
"You don't deserve my concern, but I'm always worrying about you." I muttered while staring at him. I slowly began closing my eyes and drifted to sleep.
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The next morning I made sure I woke up earlier and prepared a small luggage so I could take to my mother's house.
I slept over the matter yesterday and I decided to take some time away from him. I needed to organize my thoughts and I'm sure he wouldn't need me here for a whole week right? He's probably going to spend his days with Yoona.
I dragged my luggage downstairs and scribbled a note for him to let him know where I was going.
I put the note on the table and left the house as soon as the taxi arrived. I handed a paper with the address to the taxi driver and as soon as he began driving I leaned my head against the window.
It was a matter of minutes until I got to my mother's house and I quickly got out of the car after paying him.
As I approached the door I rang the bell and it soon was opened revealing my mother on the other side. Her eyes lit up and she pulled me for a tight hug.
"You're finally here, dear." My mother said happily as she dragged me inside the house. I followed behind her and got into the living room.
"Did you break up with that boy? Is that why you're here?" Turning her body around, her eyes searched for a hint of sadness on my face.
"I didn't break up with him, eomma." I replied casually and smiled. "I just wanted to spend some time with you after being two months away." She eyed me suspiciously but eventually decided to let the subject down for a while.
"What about Jae?" Grabbing both of my hands she sat down on the couch. I stared at her with furrowed brows.
"Don't give me that look." Her laugh made me even more confused. "He must have already confessed to you, dear. When are you two getting together?"
My lips were pressed into a firm line as I thought about my mother's words. He did confess to me but do I feel the same way about him?
He cares about me. He came all the way back to Korea to see me. He confessed to me and almost kissed me. But why do I feel like my heart doesn't belong to him?
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