[✔] Magic // MYG

34. Hot Hulk

I shot up. My heart racing. Breath uneven and short. Face stained with tears. Body trembling. Mouth parted and silent sobs leaving my lips.

Something that was draped around my waist fell down onto my lap. I heard a low groan from beside me.

"Babe?" A deep and raspy voice called out and the thing on my lap retreated.
My head slowly turned around.

I looked at a very sleepy boy. Midnight hair with mint ombre falling over his eyes. His big yet small hands rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Y-Yoongi?" My voice cracked.

The boy's eyes flung open in just seconds after hearing my broken tone. He eyed my face and sat up, embracing me in a hug the moment he wrapped his arms around me.

I leaned into him and let my tears fall. This was too much.

"Hey Hyoju, it's alright..." he silently whispered as he stroked my hair gently. "I'm here."

I balled his shirt in my hands and buried my face into his chest.
"Y-Yoongi..."

"What?" He pulled me closer. I was sitting on his lap now and holding onto him for dear life. He started rocking us back and forth.

"Tell me this is real, I don't want this to be another stupid dream." I sobbed into his chest.

"Hyoju." He hugged me tighter. "Did you have a nightmare?"

I thought for a while but nodded slowly. It was the most hurtful dream I ever had. A nightmare.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He rubbed my back.

"I-I woke up and...and everything was gone...the month I spend in school, the old building we were hanging out in was just stuffed with junk and... and your house was gone and...and after that I was run over by...by a car and-" I broke off, the lump in my throat keeping me from finishing.

Yoongi didn't say a word. He just hugged and kissed my head from time to time. Rubbed my back or ran his hand through my hair.
Silently humming a melody into the room.

I calmed down a bit and looked at the digital watch standing on the nightstand behind Yoongi.

03:47.

"Yoongi?" My voice only a squeak.

He hummed quietly.

"I'm sorry for waking you up at this hour." I lifted my face from his body.

My puffy and red eyes staring back at his tired and droopy eyes.

"It's fine." He smiled at me. His hand reached out and rubbed at my cheeks, trying to rub the tear stains away.
"Let's go back to sleep?"

I nodded slightly and we lied down again. Yoongi was hugging me into his chest and my arms draped around him as well.

"Thanks." I cuddled deeper into his arms.

"I'm always here for you." He placed a kiss on my forehead and like this we drifted back to sleep.

The night went by without any more dreams.
But better having no dreams at all then having nightmares.

A few hours later I opened my eyes and smiled as I saw Yoongi's face in front of mine. I pecked his lips and sat up.

He groaned in protest and pulled me back into his chest.
I giggled and poked his nose.

"Come on let me go~" I coo cutely at him.

"No it's too early." He mumbled into my shoulder.

"I'll make you breakfast." He looked at me.

"We have a cook, you know. He won't let you." His barely open.

"I'll kick him out of the kitchen then and tell him that I'm doing breakfast today." I pecked his nose.

"Hulk won't like that."

"Hulk?"

"He may be all nice but once you get into his territory he turns into hulk."

I giggle and stand up. I turn around to see Yoongi pouting at me and stretching his arms into my direction.

"I'll borrow some clothes of yours, okay?" I ask as I make my way over to his closet.

"Why don't you leave this shirt on?"

"I'm not going to greet this whole house with just your shirt on." I pulled out a shirt and some skinny sweat pants. "I'm taking a shower real quick, come in and you'll regret it."

"Are you sure that I will regret it?" he smirked at me.

"Yes because you will never see it again that way."

"I'll regret it, alright." He chuckled and cuddled back into his bed.

I went into the bathroom and took a short shower. I slipped into his shirt and put his pants on. They might be skinny on him but they were definitely baggy on me, but they weren't sliding down the whole time.
Jackpot.

I left the bath and saw Yoongi snuggled up in his bed, hugging some pillows to his body. I went up to him and placed a kiss on top of his head.

"I'll make sure to defeat hulk and get the kitchen." I chuckle as I leave the room. Well. The problem is, I have to find my way to the kitchen...

I found the stairs from yesterday, the stairs that were leading down to the entry.
Once I arrived downstairs I smelled the strong smell of black coffee which I instinctively followed.

Before I knew it I was standing in the kitchen, a gorgeous young man leaning against the counter with a white mug in his hand.
His head turned to me and he put the mug down.

"Good morning Miss." He pushed away from the counter and made his way over to me. "Can I help you in any way?"

"I uh-" I looked him up and down, he did the same. "I wanted to make some breakfast."

"I'm sorry beautiful but that's my job." He smiled at me.
I blushed a bit but shook my head.
Don't get swooned by him, you have a boyfriend, god damn it.

"Well I'm taking your job for this morning." I put my hands on my hips.

"I think the owner of those clothes already told you that I'm not easy to give up my kitchen." He eyed my clothes.

"Well, I'm stubborn." I cocked my head.

He's hulk?
God he's the hottest hulk I saw.
But hell, I'm getting this kitchen.