As we pulled up the my apartment my heart was beating out of my chest. I hadn't said anything during our drive. I was busy thinking about what to say as an excuse, and tying to remember how my apartment it looked before left. The worst part was the fact that I couldn't remember how it looked. What if it was messy? Or the kitchen dishes had started to smell? I'm usually a very tidy person, but maybe I forgot to clean up because of the hurry to get to the hospital?
"Candice?" Suga's voice made me jump and I quickly pushed the thoughts away.
"Yes" I said turning my head towards him like I hadn't been lost in another dimension.
"Are you ok?" He asked furrowing his brows at me.
"Yes of course" I lied pushing the door open and quickly trying to get out.
"Are you sure?" He asked following me out of the car and closing the car door behind him.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked like I didn't know that I had been freaking out for about twenty minutes in the car.
"You seem worried" he stated. He was right. But I didn't want to tell him it was because of him going to my apartment. I had literally almost been shot and now I was freaking out about Suga staying in my apartment.
"I am" it slipped out and I wanted to take it back, but Suga already looked at me worried as he walked towards me.
"It's ok to be worried you've gone trough a lot today" he said kindly as he approached me. I started feeling bad for the fact that, what had happened today wasn't what I was worrying over.
"It's not just that" I said in a low voice looking away from Yoongi.
"Then was is it?" He ask trying to get eye contact with me.
"It's just, you know, my apartment" I started now being able to finish the sentence. I felt stupid that this is bothered me.
"What about your apartment?" He asked obviously not understanding what the big deal was.
"Well its just that it's not as nice as your house you know" I said still not looking at him while rubbing my arm with my hands as if that would help the situation.
Yoongi let out a chuckle which make me more nervous.
"Candice, do you think I care about how your apartment looks?" He said jokily but it only made me feel more stupid.
"I've been in your apartment before, remember?" He said placing his hand on my cheek lifting my face up to his.
"I don't care how your apartment looks, it just an apartment. Ok?" He said with a soft smile. I smiled back at him letting my shoulders fall and a sense of relief filled my body.
I gave him a quick peck on the lips making him chuckle once more.
"Can we go up now? It's freezing out here" he said looking towards the door. I let out a giggle. I placed my hand in his and walked almost ran to the door with Yoongi stumbling behind me.
I searched my jacket for my keys and at last I found them. I placed them in the door and we both made our way inside.
After three long sets of stairs we had made our way to my apartment door. I placed the key in the door feeling more confident about this than before.
As the door opened I turned on the lights and peeked inside to see if it look alright. And of course my worry was waisted. My apartment looked tidy and nice, or as nice as I was able to get it.
Yoongi walked in behind me and didn't even take a look around. He turned to me and placed his hands on my hips moving his body closer to mine. My eyes quickly landed on him and the smile that was plastered on his face. I placed my hands on the back of his neck. His lips attached to mine kissing me more passionately than ever before. I quickly responded to the kiss and I almost got lost in it for a moment. His soft lips moved perfectly with mine but my moment of dreamy passion was quickly lost. He stopped and pulled away placing his forehead against mine.
"Why did you stop?" I asked jokingly but actually disappointed.
"I just wanted to take a moment to admire you" he stated and I felt my face getting hot and red and I quickly lost eye contact with him.
"Do you want something to eat or drink?" I asked quickly moving away from him and walking away towards the kitchen. Yoongi's chuckle echoed trough out my whole apartment.
"Not really no" he said and I could hear the smile he had on his face just by the way he said that.
I certainly needed some cold water. I quickly grabbed a glass and filled with some ice cold water. I chugged the whole glass in seconds and made my way back to Yoongi.
Yoongi has moved his position to sit on my bed. Memories from before rushed trough my head and I bit my button lip by the thought.
Yoongi looked out in thin air. His eyebrows furrowed like he was thinking of something or had seen something.
"You doing alright?" I asked walking towards him. He turned his head slowly towards me. As his eyes landed on me he smiled softly.
"Do you want to go on a vacation with me?" He asked. For a second I stopped breathing. I blinked a few times just letting the question go trough my head.
"To where?" I laughed.
With a serious voice and face he simply said "maybe to the Bahamas?"
I looked for the joke or the laugh, but nothing. He wanted to go on a vacation with me, now.
"Are you serious?" I asked now In a more serious voice.
"Yes. But obviously only if you want to" he said sitting up from his seat.
"I want to" I started.
"But?" He asked knowing there was something holding me back.
"I don't have the money for that" I said in a now sad tone feeling so stupid compared to Yoongi.
"I'll pay for us both" my eyes snapped towards him. I couldn't let him do that.
"No, Yoongi, no" I said shaking my head.
"Please let me do this for us. I think we both could need it" his words were convincing. Yoongi came up to me placing his hands on my hips again, giving me pleaded puppy eyes.
"I would love to go with you" I said and his face lit up.
"Yes" he said as if this was an achievement. I giggled at him. I promise to pay you back for all of this as soon as I can Yoongi, but I'm not going to tell you that before I have the money. But for now I'm just excited for us two to go on a trip together, since we both are alive at last.
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Liquor {Yoongi}
FanfictionThis is the story of a famous rapper who suffers from drug and alcohol abuse. The day he hires a maid is the the start of a story of love, anger and difficulties between fame and happiness.