As the movie was starting the boys decided to ask questions. "Eunha why do you still work at that grocery store?" Jin questioned. "Yeah, don't you hate working there?" Namjoon asked. "Yeah I'm not to fond of it. And I don't know why I don't quit, I guess I just can't do it." I shrugged. I felt Yoongi move his hand to my thigh and squeeze it slightly. "How did you and Yoongi become such good friends?" Taehyung asked.
"Oh I don't know. I guess working together and having to drive him home every night for a few weeks helped." I genuinely answered. Yoongi moved his thumb back and forth on the upper thigh as the boys kept asking me questions. I moved his hand away from my thigh when he became distracting. He moved his hand from mine to his fingers becoming intertwined with mine.
I smiled at the soft gesture and cuddled up next him, forgetting the others were watching us since they were asking me questions. They didn't seem to notice or care about my actions and continued with the questions since they didn't know much about me. "So where do you live?" Jin asked. "I live with my mother in a small house a few blocks away from here." I answered.
The movie started and the boys became quiet and started paying attention to the film. Yoongi wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. I leaned my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around his waist. We had ended up pulling the covers up a bit more so now they were up to my shoulders.
"Yoongi, baby." I whined quietly as the movie rolled on. "Whats up?" He looked down at me. "I'm tired. Can we go to sleep soon?" I asked. "There going to notice." He reminded me. I sighed. "I'll go now and you can come in a few minutes?" I asked him wanting to know if that would work. "Yeah. I'll be there in a few minutes." I stood up before I spoke.
"I'm going to sleep now, goodnight guys." They all said goodnight in reply. "She's going to sleep in my room with me so you whoever wants the bed in the guest room can sleep there than the others can just sleep in here, okay?" I heard Yoongi speak as I left the room. They all agreed to his plan.
I walked into Yoongis room and shut the door behind me. I went into the bathroom connected to his room and brushed my teeth and splashed some water on my face to clean up a bit. I walked back into his room and noticed that he was back and undressing from his shirt and tight jeans. "So what? You're going to sleep without clothing now since you've done it before." I teased. He turned around and looked at me. "You don't seem to mind." He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.
I pulled away from his arms and walked over to my side of his bed and moved the comforter so I could go underneath and capture it's warmth. I pulled the blanket up to my hips and then opened my arms, welcoming Yoongi to join me. He smiled at me and walked over then plopped onto the bed right next to me.
"Do you have work tomorrow?" I asked as I brushed my fingers through his now messy hair. "Yeah." He looked at me with a frown on his face. "What time?" I questioned and continued racking my fingers through his hair. "I'm closing tomorrow so I don't go in until late afternoon. How about you? Do you work tomorrow?" He asked and rested on his elbows. My hand fell from his hair and laid in front of him. "Same thing as you." I smirked.
"How annoying." He teased. "I can't believe I have to deal with you at work too." He rolled his eyes and smiled before leaning in and kissing me slightly. "Oh gosh, look at the time! I have to go home!" I continued the joke and stood up. "Baby." He whined and reached out to grab a hold of me but I was too far.
"Gosh Yoongi look at you becoming soft and using all these nicknames. What's with you?" I teased. He stood up and walked over to me. He slightly pushed my back against the wall. He kissed me on the lips slowly, his hands were placed on my hips. He pulled away but stayed quiet and avoided the question. I furrowed my eyebrows and crossed my arms. "Yoongi." I complained. "What?" He questioned, keeping his hands on my hips.
"Why are you ignoring me? Is it because you know you're turning soft and you don't want to admit it?" I smiled. "Maybe." He dragged out the end of the words and smiled at me. "Actually no. I'm not soft. Those words are lies." I scoffed at what he just said. "Prove it then. Show me you aren't as soft as I say you are." I challenged his words with my own.
I paid attention to the way he acted towards me. I picked up on the little things. I noticed things like when he would hold doors open for me or try to make a task easier so I wouldn't struggle as much like at work when I have o multitask and scan and bag. He'll come over and help.
He also is more kind with his words choices. He'll compliment me more often and I catch him looking at me with a loving smile. He's softer than even he thinks he is.
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ahhhhhhhhhhh omg i didnt mean to make yoongi this soft but hmmm maybe something will change,,, who knows
