"But I have to get some things from my house first," I say.
"Let me go with you," he insists, obviously not taking "no" for an answer.
"Okay," I agree.
-Time skip-
We arrive in my apartment, finding it in the same state as I left it. I walk to my bedroom with Yoongi following close behind. I enter my modern looking bedroom.
I grab a duffle bag and walked to my wardrobe and start packing several sets of clothes, underwear, and shoes. I grab a smaller bag and walk into my connected bathroom and pack up my bathroom necessities, including my feminine products, since mother nature will be visiting soon. I walk back in the bedroom and out put my smaller bag into my duffle bag and zip it up."We should get going," Yoongi says, looking around suspicously as if he was waiting for someone to jump out at us.
"Alright, I'm ready. Let's go," I say, walking to the front door. I turn the handle, ready to jump back. For some reason, I had a very uneasy feeling. I quickly swing the door open and peer down the long corridor. Not a soul was in sight as I stepped into the hall with Yoongi behind me. I sigh in relief as I pull the door shut and lock it. I then turn to follow Yoongi down the hall. We reach the elevator and Yoongi pushes the button for the ground floor.
The ride down to the ground floor was quiet. When the bell dings and the doors open, I'm ready to run for my life because I feel as if the guy was waiting for me on the other side of the door. I must've physically stiffened because Yoongi looks over at me and reaches his hand out to mine and laces his fingers with mine. He smiles gently at me as he begins to lead me out of the elevator, out of the door of the apartment complex, and to the car. He opens my door and I climb into the car. Yoongi then shuts my door and makes his way to his side. He then fires up the ignition and drives to his house.
-time skip-
We arrive at Yoongi's apartment and I immediately go inside, but I stop at the living room. Uh, where am I going to stay? I think to myself. As if reading my thoughts, Yoongi answers my question.
"You can stay in my room."
"Bu.."
"No buts. There's room in the closet for you clothes and room in the bathroom for your stuff. Go get unpacked and I'll figure something out for dinner." He replies in his I'm-not-taking-no-for-an-answer voice. I pout at him and make my way to the bedroom.
Halfway through unpacking my stuff, a thought hits me. Where will he stay? I decide to ask him later.
-the magical time skip-
I'm called down for dinner. I walk down to find some take out on the table and Yoongi divving out the food. He turns when he hears heard me coming down the stairs.
"Come and sit down. I think that you have many questions."
*****to be continued************
A/N: First of all, I just want to say a very big THANK YOU to my readers! I love you guys!
Second of all, I have an announcement! I just published my second book. It's called The Experiment. IT IS NOT A FAN FIC!! It's a sify/thriller thingy.
(Here's what the cover looks like)
Okay Imma go now. I LOVE you!!
Reika out ✌
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The Cafe {Yoongi Fanfiction}
FanfictionHer parents died tragically in an accident caused by a drunk driver. The only thing they left her was a small, cozy cafe on the busy streets of Seoul, South Korea, a city that is still unfamiliar to her. Will she be able to cope with the deaths of h...