yoongi and i both get waken up from a loud scream. i fall out the bed and take yoongi accidentally with me. "get off me!" i scream in pain and push him off. "ah! 's not my fault!" he screams back and we menage to somehow get up.
we stumble out the door and see a namjoon, lying on the floor, grabbing jins leg like his life is dependig on it. on the other side, hobi. hes looking like everything holy left him. "what the fuck..." yoongi whispers and starts walking towards them.
"STOP!" hobi screams and points to the spot yoongi was about to step on. there it was. a tiny fucking spider. i shake my head and kneel down. i hold out a hand while hobi continues screaming. the spider walks onto my hand and i walk to the window in the guest room.
after opening it, i let the spider crawl onto the wall and close the window. i walk back into the halls and everyone looks at me in shock. "bitch what the fuck is wrong with you." the boy who finally stopped screaming asks.
i shrug and take yoongis hand."were going back to sleep, explain tomorrow." i say and rub my eye with the other hand. pulling yoongi with me, i leave the hall and go back into the guest room. i push yoongi onto the bed and close the door.
settling down beside yoongi and pulling the blanket up from the floor, i throw said blanket over us and cuddle yoongi again. this time, our sleep didnt get interrupted. when we woke up, the sun was shining through the windows again. if we werent on the 1st floor, id say hoseok was standing outside our window, which would be creepy.
we have breakfast at hobis house and then leave. were standing outside as yoongi asks. "do you wanna come and do something at my flat? my dad isnt home." i smirk and nod before we walk down the street to his house.
we walk in and use the elevator in which yoongi pulls out his keys. we walk out and he tries to open the door but the keys fall down. he bend over the pick him up and i quickly slap his ass and act like nothing happend. when he stands back up again, he looks me dead in the eye.
"huh?" i ask innocently and smile. his cheeks get slightly pink and he sighs and finally opens the door. we walk to his room and throw my bag into a random corner and jump on his bed once again. i silently whisper to it. "i missed you." i pat it softly and smile. "what the fuck are you doing?" yoongi asks since he stands right behind me. "nothing." i smile and turn around.
once again, he sighs and lies down beside me. "what do you wanna do?" he asks and faces me. "nothing." i answer and pull him into a hug. he shrugs and hugs me back. we stay like that for a while until it gets uncomfortable.
"lets take a nap, im tired."yoongi suggests and stands up. i do too and pull down my pants. already too sleepy to get my pjs i just lie back down but this time under the blanket. few second later yoongi joins me and we cuddle again.
not long after, we fall asleep in each others arms. next time i wake up, its from screaming down the hall. "yoongi? you home?" a deep voice screams and i hear footsteps coming near. it was yoongis dad who openend the door and looked at us.
he didnt notice me being awake and smiled. closing the door quietly, he left and went probably to the kitchen. i slowly untagled myself from yoongis grip and made my way to the door. as quirtly as possible i opened it and went into the hall. i walked to the living room and saw yoongis dad on the couch.
"um, hello." i say nervously. he looks at my with a smile. "hey. youre taehyung, right? yoongi talks a lot about you. did i wake you?" he asks. i chuckle. "no you didnt, i was already awake. does he really talk a lot about me?" i ask interested in what yoongi talks about me.
"oh he doesnt shut up about you. always like 'ah teayungie is so cute','i love him so much!', 'how can he just lift me like that its so sexy'." he imitates yoongi in a high pitched voice, makes some random aegyo and falls into a fit of giggles. i start slightly blushing. does he really talk like that about me?
"why must you betray me like this father? i trusted you." suddenly, a sleepy yoongi comes in and dramatically looks at his dad. "son, i love you but he had to find out one way or another." he jump into the drama scene and clutches his chest.
"how could you? i will never forgive you! who do you think you are just going and expose my gayness!" yoongi lifts a finger and looks like some hero. a very gay hero. i fake cough and both snap out of their scene. "oh." they say at the same time.
"did you two really talk shit about me while i was sleeping?" yoongi questiona
s and tilts his head. "i would never!" walking up to him, i grab his hips and lift him up. he starts blushing and laughs. "what time is it?" i ask into the room and look into yoongis eyes.
"about 9pm." yoongis dad answers, now busy with some papers at the desk. my eyes widen. "i suppose i can sleep here and just wake up a bit sooner tomorrow?" i ask awkwardly, still looking at yoongi. "well, as long as you dont fuck too loud i dont care." he answers.
"DAD!" yoongi screams and looks over to him. he just smirks and continues to work. i quickly carry yoongi back to his bedroom before he could murder his dad. after throwing him onto his bed i sit on his lap and look down on him. he is cutely smiling and blushing.
"what should we do?" i ask and amile brightly. "well, we could just cuddle or do something for school or play games." hes suggests and puts his hands on my thighs. "i dont have my school stuff with me so thats a no. and how about we play games and cuddle?" i smirk and lean down.
"sounds good to me." yoongi chuckles and pulls me in a deep kiss.
a/n
's gay
