[✔] Magic // MYG

50. Happy ending?

Hyoju's p.o.v.

After I was done changing I shot one last glance at the flowers on my desk and smiled to myself.

"Maybe I'll be able to today..." I shook my head a bit and wiped the smile off my face.
I grabbed my phone and walked down, hearing Grace talking with Yoongi.

"Don't tell Hyoju but I got an extra baby album of hers, do you want to see?" Grace mumbled.
Since Yoongi didn't say anything and Grace started to giggle I'm pretty sure he nodded.

My eyes widened. "No. No! NO!" I ran down the rest of the stairs and stormed into the living room, seeing my mom opening a book.
"I said, NO!" I ran up to her and snatched the book out of her hands.

She whined and Yoongi pouted.
"But you were a cute baby, why can't he see?"
"Yeah, I'm sure you were a cute baby, why can't I see?"

Both of them linked hands, pressed their cheeks against each other and pouted up at me.
"Stop. No. I'm not letting him see those."
I slammed the book onto the table and grabbed Yoongi's arm, ripping him away from my mother and dragging him out of my house.

Outside my grip on his arm loosened and my hand started gliding down his arm as I breathed deeply.
Before I could react he grabbed my hand and started pulling me away from the house.

"Yoongi-" I was about to protest of him holding my hand but he squeezed it and turned his head a bit.

"Please, for a few minutes." He gave me a sad look and I sighed.

"Fine," I tugged on his hand a bit. "but slow down for god's sake, why are you running?"

He chuckled and slowed down so we were walking next to each other.
I couldn't help but blush a bit.
We were walking next to each other with linked hands, just like that day in school, saying it was his punishment.

I glanced up at Yoongi and could see him happily smiling to himself.
I couldn't help but let my face mimic his.
His cute gummy smile always warmed my heart.
Just as he turned his head to look at me, I looked away and bit my lip.

Shit, shit. My cheeks are getting warmer. He's gonna see. Aahhhh...

He chuckled and continued walking.
"You know..."

I looked at him as he stared ahead.

"You look really cute when you blush." He said and looked at me again, just in time to see me break out in another blush.

I slapped his arm and looked away.
"Shut up, idiot."
He chuckled and started swinging our hands.

My eyes widened.
What happened to him? He would never do this. He never even wanted to hold hands in public and now look at him.

I bit my lip to prevent myself from smiling.
Look at us.
He's the confident one and me the shy one.
We changed roles in this relationship.

...relationship?

Were we even in a relationship? We never really had broken up have we?
There were no words thrown around saying 'let's end this'.
Does that mean were still together?

No, no. Just because we didn't say those words it was still voiced out in other words, such as-
I shook my head.
Don't think about that, forget those things.
I wanted to forget all of those words, those hurtful days. I wanted to leave them behind.

"Yoongi." He looked at me. "What is it that you want to show me?"

He sighed. "Do I have to tell you?" I nodded.
"I wanted this to be a surprise, you know?"