49. Her home

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Yoongi's p.o.v.

I was smiling nervously as I walked down the street, two bouquets in my hands.
I was happy that Taehyung forgave us, that he tried forgetting what had happened, he even started going out with Jungkook again.

My smile faltered a bit. I never knew that they were together, yet alone them being gay, if I had known from the start all of this wouldn't have happened.
I wasn't disgusted by the thought of my best friends being gay and dating, it was weird but who am I to judge?

I shook my head lightly as I remembered what Taehyung had said to us not long ago.
'She actually wants to forgive you guys, she just kinda needs a push, something to voice out her true feelings'
My lips curved up as I thought about what could go right today, I didn't want to think about the negatives for now, just the positive side.

I stopped in front of a nice looking house and took a deep breath.
She's going to be mad.
She's going to be mad at Taehyung for this.
I ruffled my hair and patted it down again.
I pushed the doorbell and heard a sound ring through the house.

Here goes nothing.

I thought as I heard running in the house.
"I'll get it!" I heard her yell.
"Don't worry, I got it already!" Another voice called and the door got opened.

An older lady gave me a small smile and tilted her head. "Can I help you with something, young one?"
Just then a door closed in the house again. Probably her after she knew she didn't have to open the door.

I bowed at the lady.
"Good evening. You must be Chun Grace, Hyoju's mother. I'm a friend of Hyoju's and I'm here to pick her up."
I gave the woman a smile.
"Oh, right." I pulled out the smaller bouquet out from behind me. "For you, Miss."

She blushed a bit and accepted the flowers.
"Since when were boys in your age so romantic and sweet?"
She smelled the flowers before turning around.
"Hyoju, you're friend is here to pick you up!"

A door opened and there was stomping.
"What? Taehyung said he'll be here in 20 minutes! I haven't gotten ready yet!"
Her voice echoed as she descended the stairs.

"Sweetie, it's not Taehyung." Her mother said as I couldn't get my eyes off of Hyoju.
Her mother walked away with the flowers, supposedly to the kitchen as I continued to stare at Hyoju.
Sweats and an oversized shirt.
My thoughts played back to when she wore my shirt and she looked so good in it.

I eyed her shirt until I realized that it was actually the shirt I have given her that time.
I couldn't stop my lips from curving up as she stood in front of me.

"Why are you here?" Her brows furrowed. "Taehyung said he wanted to hang out with me..." she eyed my attire and I could see her gulp.
"What's with that formal wear?" She looked up at my face.

"Just something for later." I smiled at her and she looked at me confused.

"No, like I said, I already made plans with Taehy-" she got interrupted as her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and unlocked it to see a few messages.

Her eyes widened and she looked at me suspicious.
"He set me up. What is your real purpose, mister? How did you get Taehyung to play in your little game?" She pointed her phone at me, not really knowing what she should do. "Taehyung wouldn't do this on his own, free will, have you brainwashed him?"
She gasped.
"Are you going to brainwash me too and make me think that I'm a chicken?"

I chuckled and shook my head. I know she was making jokes now, like she did for the past few days. Like Taehyung said, she did want to be friends with us again, she just showed it in her own way.
But being friends isn't enough for me.

"I won't, Ma'am. I am here to escort you beautiful lady to a hideous hideout and tie you up. After that blackmail someone to pay for you to be freed."

She laughed and shook her head.
Oh, how I missed her laugh.
She realized that she laughed and cleared her throat, stopping her giggling.
I wanted to hear her laugh again.

"What are you here for, Yoongi?" She got serious again.

"I really need to show you something at our hideout." I pulled out a bigger bouquet than before and stretched it out to her. "Will you... give me the pleasure of escorting you there?"

 give me the pleasure of escorting you there?"

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She looked at the flowers and took them.
"My favorites...how?" She looked up at me.

"You sometimes talk in your sleep." I gave her a small smile and she started to blush.

"I- uh- c-come in for now, I need to change anyways." She said as she stepped away from the door, walking inside.
I followed her inside and closed the door.

After sneaking behind her into the kitchen where she looked for a vase I leaned against the door frame.
"I like your shirt." I said and I could see her stiffen.

She chuckled nervously and continued doing her stuff.
"I can give it back to you, if you want."
She said with a small voice as she started to pour water into the vase.

"It's fine, you can keep it. You look better in it anyways." Why was I flirting with her, knowing that it's making her uncomfortable in the situation we are in.

She mumbled something that I couldn't catch and placed the flowers into the vase while picking it up.
She turned around and walked past me.
"Can you sit down with my mother for a second? I got to change."
I nodded and followed her into the living room.

"Mom, that's Yoongi. I'm going to leave him with you for a second. Don't dare to be yourself." She glared at the woman on the couch.

"Isn't that too harsh? It's not like I'm going to pull out an album of your baby photos and show them to him." Grace answered and Hyoju walked up to her.

"Then why is this already prepped?" She asked and picked up a book from the couch table. "Last time I checked this was in my room."

Her mother smiled sheepishly and looked at me after.
"Yoongi, as in Min Yoongi?" She asked and I nodded. Her eyes sparkled and Hyoju groaned.

"Mom. I'm warning you or I'm gonna run away from this house." Her mother pouted and shooed Hyoju away.

Hyoju left with the book and the flowers in hand but sent her mother a last glare and walked up the stairs.

I couldn't help but chuckle.
I missed seeing this side of her.

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A/n:

I'm gonna cry, this book is almost over.

I'm doing everything I can to make this longer bc I don't want it to end

But I need to end it soon

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