As Sweet As Sugar [Suga Fanfic]♡

Chapter 5

Right in front of my eyes was Yoongi.

" How the hell did you get in my apartment?!" I shouted, mostly due to shock.

" Hm, you didn't have to hide you were living just a level under us." He replied, smirking and biting his lip.

" How. Why. When."

" How, I got through the window. Why, cause you seemed weird. When, just a few seconds ago."
I took deep breaths to calm myself down, before I said," I'm calling the police."

Yoongi just smirked at me, taking a seat on my sofa.

I glared at him as I brought Heartie in the apartment and locked the door.
" Okay you know I'm living here now so, get out." I told him. But he just helped himself to a magazine on the table. Heartie barked at him loudly.
He merely sighed, before saying," How long are you going to stare at me?"

Blush creeped up my cheeks. I glared at him and quickly put Heartie back in her cage. I fed her a little bit of food.
I returned to my living room with a Yoongi. He was looking through my stuff. Damn him.

" Yoongi get out. Or..."

" Or?"

" I will tell everyone that..."

His eyes seemed to widen slightly. Curiosity and a little bit fear.

" What?"

I just continued glaring at him. Now, my attack!

" You really wanna know?"

" Yeah."

" Okay..."

I took a deep breath.

" NICO NICO NII!" ( Stephanie: OMG AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA *dies*)

Yoongi just stared at me sarcastically.
" Now...get out!" I magically unlocked the door and pushed him out.
He didn't knock the door or anything. He just left quietly.

I sighed, keeping the magazines on the table neatly.
I wiped the table, before I saw a small silver earring...?
Who's is it? Don't tell me...
Yoongi's?

I still have my earrings on, so...
Well shit, that means I have to see them again.
Welp. But I'm not living with a guy's earring in my apartment.

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" Yoongi oppa!" I shouted as I saw him in the hallway. He turned to me, before running towards me, grabbing my hand and dashing off.
" What are you doing?!"

" I've been trying to hide my face from the girls but you ruined everything."

" Why are you hiding from them?"

" Because...Anyways there's a room there!"

He continued dragging me, and when I couldn't catch up, I fell down. And guess what. My ankle. That should be an enough explanation.
I wailed in pain, Yoongi looking back at me.
He quickly carried me on his back, before running into the science lab.
He let me down on a chair. I quickly asked him," Why are you running away from them?"
He just rolled his eyes. " None of your business. Anyways are you okay?"

He sat on the floor and looked at my injury. Oww....

" Does it hurt?" He asked softly. I nodded slightly.
" Sorry, I dragged you with me." He said. He carried me on his back again, and brought me to the nurse.

" It looks like a grade 2(?) sprain. You will have to stay here." The nurse said kindly. I nodded my head. But without realising, he left.

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" You will have to get someone to bring you home. Any free relatives?"

" None."

" Then, you may have to get a friend to bring you back."

I sighed in frustration. Who the hell is going to bring me back home. I thought of Aunt Jess, but she would probably be busy, working at the cafe.
Looks like I will have to crawl back home.
I slowly got down from the bed, standing on one leg. I thanked the nurse, got my bag and kinda hopped or somehow made it to the door.
I thanked the nurse again, and left before she could ask any more questions.

I walked to see a very crowded hallway. Today just wasn't my day. I leaned against the wall as I tried to find my way to the exit. I let out a sigh. Just a few steps made me exhausted.

" Joomi?" I heard a voice. I turned behind me, to see Jimin. " What happened to you?" He asked, rushing to my side to support me.

" Shit happened." I replied. Jimin chuckled slightly, before saying," I'll take you home if no one is taking you."

I nodded and accepted the offer. But wait. Shit. Why am I revealing where I live to a bunch of boys?!

" Um you know what, it's okay. You can just call a taxi for me or something..." I said softly. Jimin raised an eyebrow, before showing me an adorable eye smile. " Okay." He said, and he called a taxi.

I got into the taxi, and waved Jimin goodbye.
" *insert random address here* please!" I told the taxi driver. He nodded and we took off.
In 5 minutes, we reached home! I gave him money and got off the cab. I made my way to the building while limping and hopping. I pressed the lift button. And then I heard a voice. Yoongi again.

" Joomi? I was looking for you, but you were gone when I went to the sick bay."

" I met Jimin, and he called a cab for me." I replied quickly. He nodded and then it was the awkward silence.

I swear I hear imaginary crickets.

The lift arrived, and Yoongi offered to help me. I, RELUCTANTLY, agreed.

He supported me and got into the lift. He pressed the lift button, and the lift went up. As slowly as ever. I felt him snuggle in my hair. The pleasant scent of natural wood engulfed me, causing me to take a deep breath and sigh, nuzzling my head towards it. Hold on. Wait. WHAT?

" Y-Yoongi oppa... what are you doing?" I could feel my face heating up and I immediately buried my face into my hoodie. My heart started pumping faster and I started feeling slightly lightheaded from the sudden rush of blood.

" Hmm?" The deep rumble coming from the depths of Yoongi's throat did nothing to lighten the redness of my cheeks. If anything, it only served to redden it even more, if that was even possible.

" Joomi, I'm tired... let me rest here for a while..." Yoongi continued snuggling his head into my shoulder.

" E-eh? WHY MY SHOULDER OUT OF ALL PLACES?" I struggled to keep my voice stable. At this point, I was almost a hundred percent sure my face was as red as a tomato.

" Because... it's comfortable here..."

I could feel my heart palpitating like crazy, and my legs felt as if they would crumble under my weight at any second.

What was happening to me? Did he drug any of my drinks?!

I heard a familiar 'ding', and I tried to rush out of the lift, but me being the clumsy person I am made me nearly trip and fall and Yoongi had to catch me.

" Aish...be careful. We don't want anything else happening to you, would we?" He asked.

He smirked slightly seeing my very red face. I just glared at him.

We arrived in front of my apartment. Then I remembered the earring.

" Ah! Yoongi, here you go." I gave him his earring, before saying a quick goodbye and slamming the door in his face.

I let out a sigh, and made my way slowly to my room.

" Ouch!"

I fell down and hit my leg against the table.
Can this get any worse?!
I used my arms to pull myself up, before collapsing on my bed.

My hair literally flew everywhere and was a mess.
But my attention was not the mess.
It was the smell. It was definitely not any shampoo or conditioner I used. It smells like something a guy would use.
It smells like.....

Yoongi...?